Iceberg's Journey ~Chapter 2~
(TW: Possible mentions of gore, character death, and animal death. I do not reread any of this.)
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Iceberg didn't know where he was. It wasn't Amethyst Mountain anymore. He was somewhere else, and it didn't make things any better that he had lost Bolt. His brother was way more experienced than him.
Back when he was a somewhat older pup, he never listened to his sisters, Nyx and Sandstorm, who were much more cautious than him. Meanwhile, he and Bolt were quite reckless. It was just a phase for Bolt, but not for Iceberg.
Exhausted, he slept despite being in enemy territory.
(One day timeskip: sponsored byyyyyy: The Prospect Peak Pack)
He woke up to a low-pitched growl. He wasn't the best at being a heavy sleeper. He annoyingly opened his eyes, figuring Bolt had found him and was going to give him a whole "amazing" lesson on how to be "mature" and not so "reckless."
He sighed, getting up to deal with Bolt's yapping.
But it wasn't Bolt.
It was a wolf.
The wolf reeked of algae and clay. Iceberg quickly latched onto it, trying to hold it down. He was unaware there were five more wolves behind him.
He was roughly pulled off the wolf's leg. He realized he was outnumbered. He'd need to run, and fast, if he wanted to survive.
He ran as fast as he could, somewhat outrunning the pack. He came to a stop after who knew how long of running, but he heard them howling in victory.
Exhausted, he continued heading north and found a den while he was at it, deciding to rest there for the night.
By the time he woke up, it was morning. The sunrise was beautiful. Oh, how he wished Bolt could see this with him. Why did they even think it was a good idea to disperse in the first place? They could have avoided all of this if they had just stayed put.
His thoughts were interrupted by chattering. A white, tan, and dark brown wolf came out of the bushes, along with a chestnut wolf around his age.
"What are you doing in Oxbow territory?" he questioned.
The other wolf, who seemed to be a bit older, said, "Relax! It's just a dispersal. I bet he means no harm!"
She slowly approached him. She was pretty cute.
"Hi! I'm Willow, and this is my younger tinsy tiny brother Rusty!" she said in a rather obnoxious tone.
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And that's it for this chapter. I tried not to make it too long, but not too short unlike my first one. This story is most likely not gonna end until around mid-2027, most likely whenever this is due, so do expect at least 3 chapters a week minimum. Luckily, this didn't flop on Tumblr. It didn't even flop that badly on Wattpad, to be honest. Anyways, cya! - Warri
