I jumped on a Star Pack wolf and he fell to the ground in a split second. I snarled and we rolled around on the ground biting and spitting. This usually Dark Pack we fight with but today Star Pack picked the fight without any words or warnings. Why does this always happen? We go out alone for a bit and get attack. Guess that's life in Moon Pack then.

Twilight was wrestling a She-wolf and she bite him on the throat. I jumped on her and said," You really wanna mess with my mate? I don't think so." I bite her in the same place she bite Twilight. I looked over at him and he was lying limp on the ground, bleeding heavily. I ran over to him and grabbed leaves and con webs but it was too late. Twilight was dead. I let my tears soak my pelt. All the Star Pack attackers ran off at the sight of his body. I dragged him back to the pack and dropped his body in the middle of the clearing. I sat at just watched, hoping he would come and tell me he was ok but it never happened.

The weird thing was I didn't feel anything. Nothing hurt. Not even during the battle. Hmmm?

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I awoke and breathed very heavily. What a nightmare. I gave my pelt a shake and walked out of the den. Night was jumping around waiting to go home. Him getting hurt was just a dream. I saw Twilight near Grass and I ran over. I was joyed that he was alive. "You're alive! I love you, Twilight. I'll never let you out of my sight again," I cried. He looked at me strangely. "Ok? You LOVE me?" I looked at him and blushed. "No I was just kidding. I had a dream and you died in battle. I was just happy when I saw you alive." I said joyously. He licked my cheek and said," Well, if you did love me, I would love you back." I felt my fur turn hot and blushed.

Night walked over," When we leaving for home?" I looked at him affectionately," Now." He jumped up and down happily. We left with the group and headed for Dark Pack territory. I got to thinking. If that was a dream, Twilight never killed anywolf. I let the sun warm me as it filtered through the trees. I closed my eyes happily and walked on. I felt something underpaw but it was too late when I fell muzzle first. "Cluts," I scolded myself. Twilight grabbed my scruff and hauled my up. I shook the dirt from my pelt and walked on. I hope this goes different than the battle in my dream