"Y-you're bluffing!" She yelped, fear filled her yellow eyes. Fang shook his head hesitantly and stepped back, looking at the alpha. As I too looked at him, I recognized him. Rage. I stepped back and my muzzle curled. The name was so familiar and all I felt was hate for him... I don't remember why.... I now stood next to Woobie. My muscles were.... shaking? I stared, fear tore at my stomach as I stared at the alpha.
"Frost, I hereby ban you from this pack." Frost began to step back and I couldn't help but to feel guilt and fear.
"Wait." Woobie stepped forwards towards Rage.
"I challenge you for alpha." Woobie's voice was calm and clear, but hesitation filled his aura. I looked at him in confusion.
"An outsider cannot challenge the alpha for his place."
"He can if he is in the pack for 3 seconds." Rage bellowed, his eyes glowed with false pride.
"I accept your challenge."
"If I win, Frost stays and I become alpha." Rage nodded his agreement and led Woobie and those wanting to watch to what we called a 'training clearing'.
I, Fang, Frost, and a few other wolves followed them. I caught up to Woobie before he went to the center to battle.
"Good luck." I barked sheepishly, part of me being scared for him. I watched as he shifted his weight on his paws as if he was uncomfortable with something. I opened my mouth to ask what was wrong, but before I could utter a sound, Woobie nuzzled me. Not a simple little nuzzle like best friends would, but a long, comforting, and warm nuzzle... a compassionate one. I blushed as he pulled away, his white fur was darkened slightly as if he was blushing.
"I won't need it." He barked with false cheer, and his aura soon emptied of determination and security.
"You will do fine. Don't attack first and keep your head low." He nodded, taking in his own words that I just repeated to boost his confidence. I gave a soft sigh and watched him walk out into the center and get ready for the fight.
Woobie stood with a wide stance for level balance, as did Rage. I have never hated anyone before, and now I hate rage so much. I wish Cerberus would reach up from hell himself and eat him, chewing slowly with his fiery fangs. Everyone who was watching was sitting down, all calm. Me, Frost, and Fang were all standing. They watched with a calm gaze, yet their auras filled with hope. I was leaning forwards, my ears perked as I was worried about Woobie. We have been so close for so long, and I have liked him since he accompanied me in that building full of cages.
I whined lightly, barely audible as I watched Rage start the fight.