A/N I know this isn't anything to do with 100% Wolf, but I couldn't think of anywhere else to put it. Please review and let me know if you like it!

A light breeze blew through the forest, rustling the branches on the trees and causing the grass to sway. Under the leafy forest ceiling, a mossy clearing opened up between the trees. In that clearing were two wolves. One black and purple, the other a dusky white.

The first one, Serenity, was pacing restlessly, while the white one, Dusty, rested in the dying rays of sun. Fireheart, a flame pelted male, padded up and growled, "Why are you sitting? There's prey to be caught!" He stormed away. Fireheart failed to notice Serenity, who had paused to watch, standing in the dark shadows.

Dusty sprang up. "Don't you order me around," he tried to reply calmly.

Fireheart stopped. He turned slowly. "That wasn't my words, but Serenity's. Fine, I'll tell her you disobeyed a direct order." He disappeared through the bushes.

Dusty snorted with amusement. "In your dreams!" he barked before chasing after Fireheart.

Serenity watched in silence. She shook her head.

Fireheart heard Dusty coming and quickly hid behind a tree. He leaped out at Dusty and bowled him over. They rolled through the dirt for a few moments before Dusty jumped up and pinned down Fireheart.

As Fireheart looked up at him, he saw a huge face loom over Dustys shoulder. He smirked. "Later, Dusty!" he barked happily, just as the jaws on the face opened and yanked Dusty off of him. It was Dusty's mother!

Dusty wriggled in the jaws and yelped. "Let go!"

Fireheart got to his paws and taunted Dusty. "Ha! You're going to get it now!" He pranced off in search of Serenity. Dusty spat before being carried out of sight.

High above Fireheart, Serenity sat on a wide branch of a willow tree. As Fireheart padded past the large tree, a dead-weight fell on top of him. "Ooof!" he gasped, as the weight pressed him into the dirt. "Gerroff!"

The weight vanished, and as Fireheart scrambled to his paws, he was shocked to see Serenity sitting calmly, watching him. "What?" she asked calmly; she was gnawing something mysterious.

"What was that for!" he growled indignantly. "And what are you eating?"

Serenity scoffed. "Wolves like us eat anything we can get our paws on." she replied simply.

"That doesn't answer my question." Fireheart growled, annoyed. He whipped around and stalked off. As Fireheart walked away from Serenity, he felt an unexpected feeling. Regret. He wished he hadn't spoken so harshly to her. He felt heat spread under his fur.

"Hey you," Dusty barked from nearby bushes quietly. "Get over here."

Fireheart halted. "Me?" he queried. "Yes, you," Dusty snapped. Fireheart glanced around, then, warily, went back to Dusty.

"Look, sorry about earlier, I didn't mean..." Dusty cut him off. "Serenity's been acting strange lately," Dusty got straight to the point. "She doesn't get much sleep anymore."

Fireheart paused. "Hmmm..." He had been thinking the same thing the past few days. "Wonder what's wrong with her?" He whispered.

Dusty shrugged. "She might not be getting enough sleep since she keeps us on the move." he sighed. "At least I've been taking day naps."

Fireheart widened his eyes. "You have? But I see you all day. There's no way you could be." His gaze was drawn back to Serenity. "Well," he said, "your right. She might not be sleeping enough. Should we tell her to take a day off?" Dusty rolled his eyes. "She'll be hard to convince." he replied, glancing at the leader.

"Yeah, really," Fireheart agreed. He licked his paw. "Well, I'm going to talk to her." Fireheart barked determinedly.

"It's your funeral." Dusty called out before lying down.

"Whatever!" Fireheart shot back. He went up to Serenity, who was basking in the weak sunlight. "You-you haven't been looking well these past few days." he began, stammering slightly. "What's wrong? Are you feeling alright?" He kept his eyes directed downward. He never knew what her next move would be. But she remained quiet. "Serenity?" he cautiously nosed her shoulder. Suddenly, she bolted up, eyes ablaze. "I'm fine!" she snapped, looking him straight in the eyes. She hopped down from the tree branch and made her way towards the stream for fresh water. He sat, shocked for a minute. What was that? He wondered. He left through some bushes, only to find Dusty yelping with amusement.

"What?" Fireheart asked, feeling hot again.

"Nothing," Dusty replied.

"Ok, then." Fireheart said slowly, perplexed.

"So now what do we do?" Dusty asked.

"Well, tell me about of the wolves of old." Dusty was a smart wolf, and Fireheart loved to hear his stories. "The one about how they came to be.

"Dusty paused. "O-okay then..." He stuttered. "Well...legend says that when this planet that is so called 'earth' was created, a Wolf Spirit named Yugure came here along with some other spirit wolves. They created this world as we know it, and made wolves with more intelligence than any other creature. Then, one day, humans were created, and they invaded our peaceful land. They hunted the wolves down because of their selfish greed for our fur. They found the first Spirit, and though the Spirit battled ferociously, they eventually overtook him and killed him, taking his fur. "He paused, staring at the sky.

"Then what?''

"After that, the wolves were in a large amount of trouble, due to how many species was left." Dusty trailed off. "That is why we are in search of The Mystic Waters. So we can find and protect the remaining wolves."

"Can you describe the mystic waters?" Fireheart urged.

Dusty narrowed his eyes in thought. "Well...another legend says that The Mystic Waters is a beautiful place in a hidden valley. It also says that anyone who finds it will be granted immortality...I don't believe the legend though." he explained.

Fireheart was intrigued. "Why are you on this trip then?" he asked.

Dusty's eyes flashed. "Because it might be something worth looking at." he barked. "Okay. Well, thanks for the stories." Fireheart dashed towards the river.

Dusty nodded before lying down and gazing at the colorful flower that was a couple inches away from his cold, wet, nose.

As Fireheart gazed at the calm water, watching the moon rise, a twig snapped behind him. Turning his head, he saw Serenity step out of the forest, her fur gleaming in the soft moonlight. Fireheart was amazed how pretty she was at night. She darted here and there until she finally settled herself down on a soft bed of leaves and other things. Fireheart crouched down, not wanting to be seen. Serenity rested her head on her paws and lashed her fluffy tail.

As Fireheart turned to leave, a soft voice called him back. It was Serenity. "What are you doing here?" she questioned quietly.

"I-I was just getting a drink." he stammered. "I'm sorry I bothered you"

She blinked. "You're face tells different." she barked quietly.

He scuffed the sand with his paws in embarrassment. "Forgive me" He dipped his head. "I just wanted to see you." he looked up. "I'll leave now."

Serenity licked her paw. "Well then..." she trailed off. "Go then."

He paused then said, "Good night, Serenity. Sleep well." He pushed his way through the bushes. She didn't reply.

Dusty lay down where he was when Fireheart left, still gazing at the flower. Fireheart found a soft bit of moss next and lay down, pondering the day's events. He wondered how long it would take to get to the Mystic Waters, and if Serenity would be well enough to make it. With that last notion, he closed his eyes, and slept.

Morning came and Dusty and his flower were gone. Fireheart dashed to Serenity's nest, and skidded to halt. Serenity had disappeared too! He looked every where, but no sign of them remained. He paused, panting, and that's when he heard the distressed barking and yelping. The sounds grew louder. "Help!" cried a familiar voice.

"Dusty!" Fireheart cried. He dashed towards the cry and a horrifying scene met his eyes. Serenity and Dusty were snapping frantically at a large human, trying to keep it a bay. The agitated human had a long thick chain in its hands. Another human came around and clamped a silver metal collar around Serenity's neck.

"No!" Fireheart barked, and lunged at the human. He clamped his jaws around the arm that held the chain and jerked his arm to and fro. The human howled in pain and dropped the chain. Suddenly, a resounding gunshot tore through the air and Fireheart felt blinding pain in his shoulder. His vision went blurry, and he saw the human grab Serenity's chain and drag her away, leaving Dusty lying unconscious on the ground. Then Fireheart's world went black and he saw no more.

Serenity awoke in a small place with silver walls. One side had a wall that had squares cut out of it. 'Not this place!' she thought with a jolt of terror. Serenity bashed at the cage door and snarled.

Back in the clearing, Dusty awoke with a jolt and glanced around the clearing. He winced at the pain that surged through his paw but he didn't care. He glanced around until he noticed Fireheart. "Fireheart! Come on, buddy, wake up! Don't leave us."

Fireheart barely made out the frantic words that Dusty barked. He opened his eyes. Dusty was standing over him; Fireheart noticed he favored his right forepaw. As he scrambled to his paws, his shoulder exploded with pain and he collapsed.

"Easy, now," Dusty soothed, "Let me see that." He examined the wound and sighed. "Hold still for a minute," he barked before licking the wound. A few moments after, he walked away and returned with some fresh, icy water and dumped it on the wound.

The cold water jerked all the tiredness out of Fireheart. He looked at Dusty. "Are you ok?" he asked, concerned. "I'm fine. Just a little exhausted," Fireheart replied. Suddenly, thoughts of Serenity surfaced in his mind. "Where's Serenity!" he exclaimed, looking around. "Tell me everything from the beginning." He demanded.

"Well...we were out hunting when this human came up and started to attack, so we began to defend ourselves." Dusty barked. "Then you came and all that other stuff happened..."

"Oh no, no, no..." Fireheart closed his eyes. "This can't be happening!"

"Well, it is." Dusty scoffed.

"Now what are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Try to find Serenity, I guess."

"But you're hurt."

"The longer we wait the bigger the chance she might get hurt!" Fireheart snapped impatiently.

"Fine," Dusty grumbled. "Follow her scent." Dusty pressed his nose close to the ground. He could smell the sweet scent of Serenity. Fireheart followed him, winching at the pain in his shoulder. They finally reached a tall white building. "Ya think she's in there?" Dusty asked with an uncertain glance at the building.

"Your guess is as good as mine." Fireheart noticed a tuft of silver fur on the opening to the building. "Look!" he said. Dusty slunk over to the fur, making sure they weren't caught. Fireheart sniffed it. "It is Serenity!" At that moment, the broad doors on the side of the building opened, but no one came out. Dusty jumped back. "Let's go."

"Wait." Fireheart paused, sniffing the air. "I smell something-strange."

"Let's go." Dusty grumbled. He began to walk inside the building. Fireheart followed warily. Inside, he saw the walls lined with wire mesh cages. As they were entering a room to check it out, a familiar voice cried, "Watch out behind you!" Dusty started and whipped around. A human stood framed in the doorway, wielding another gun.

Fireheart and Dusty cowered against the back wall, knowing there was no way out. The human carried a wolf whose legs dangled limp. She wasn't dead, for her eyes were filled with fear. Then all of a sudden, she lifted her head, bit the humans shoulder and leaped out of its arms and darted for the entrance. "Serenity!" Fireheart cried excitedly.

He and Dusty bounded out of the human house after Serenity. The humans chased after them as they dashed into the forest. When they got to a thick part of the forest, the humans gave up and left. After a while, the three wolves left the trees and trekked back to their camp.

Fireheart noticed that Serenity looked thinner than ever. "What happened while you were in that awful place?" he asked.

Serenity panted. "They poked me with needles and didn't feed me," she snarled angrily.

"They didn't feed you!" Fireheart exclaimed. "And needles?" He was confused. "Why would they do that?" She didn't reply.

She remembered her escape from the German science lab when she was younger. Fireheart fell silent. He was glad she was back. "I hope they don't find us again."

"Yeah really," scoffed Dusty. "That was a waste of time." He flicked his ears, annoyed.

Serenity glared at him and snarled.

"Well it was." he muttered.

"Anyway," she paused. "I'm going for a walk." She walked away and disappeared into the sea of trees.

Dusty glanced at Fireheart, confused. "What did I say?" Fireheart just growled with amusement. Dusty pulled out his colorful flower. "So pretty..."

Fireheart looked at Dusty and raised an eyebrow. "What?" Dusty yelped, hiding his flower.

"Never mind," Fireheart turned his back, growling again.

"It's not funny!" Dusty yelped.

A few hours after, Serenity returned. Neither dared ask about her walk. They were afraid of a lecture. Instead, Fireheart asked, "Are you hungry?"

"A little," Serenity replied. She swiftly zoomed up a tree and sat on a thick branch.

"Here, I'll catch you something." Fireheart offered.

Dusty watched him go and pulled out his flower. "Pretty..."

As Fireheart sniffed for a rabbit or bird, he was unaware that anything was following him. He caught the scent of a hare and followed it to the edge of the forest. As he entered the forest, he spotted it among some ferns. He crept forward, and as he sprang, a huge creature rammed into his side. He got to his feet, gasping for air, as it came at him again. He braced himself and leaped. They met in midair, and Fireheart still didn't know what he was up against. He slashed at its head and chest, desperate for some sign of weakness. Pain lanced through him as its claws sank into his hind leg. That made him claw and bite harder at it. Finally, after what seemed hours of fighting, it just up and lumbered away. Fireheart sank to the ground, exhausted.

Serenity waited a while then thought, "Where is he?" She leaped from the tree and went off in search of the flame colored wolf. Spotting a heap of ginger fur amid some tall grass, Serenity slunk over and saw it was her pack member. "What happened to you?" she asked, examining his wounds.

"Something attacked me," he managed through gritted teeth. "I don't know what it was."

"Can you get up?"

"I think so" he said, getting to his paws unsteadily. She braced his side and licked a wound. "Let's go." Leaning heavily on her shoulder, the pair stumbled back to Dusty. He concealed his flower once again and looked at them.

"I don't even want to ask," he barked before fetching fresh water and dumping it on the wounds. Once again, the cold water refreshed him.

"Thanks, both of you. You guys are great," he trailed off as he sank into sleep. Serenity stood up. "Watch him." she ordered before disappearing among the ferns. Dusty sat down and prepared to wait the night out. After a while, Dusty began to get drowsy. About halfway through the night, he dropped off to sleep.

Serenity climbed up the highest tree in the forest. She sat on the highest branch and gazed at the luminous crescent moon. Finally, her eyelids drooping, she gave in to sleep.

In Fireheart's dreams, he was in a clearing, surrounded by his ancestors. As he looked at their faces, he could see more than one that was familiar. "Mother!" he cried, leaping towards her. He nuzzled up against her and whispered, "I've missed you so much." She nosed him and said "I have too, young one, but I came here to warn you. Don't trust anyone. They may look nice, but never trust anyone. Do you understand?" He looked up at her and replied, "Yes mother." She pushed him away gently and said, "Now go, and remember what I said…" Firehearts dream faded and he awoke with a jolt. The others were still asleep. Making sure not to wake them, he stepped across the moonlit clearing towards the river. After cleaning himself thoroughly, he made his way back to camp and drifted back to sleep.

The next morning when Fireheart woke up, he saw that Serenity was sleeping next to him. As he watched, she woke up, stood, and yawned. "Good morning," he whimpered, startling her.

"Good morning..." she trailed off as Dusty stood. "You feeling better, Fireheart?" he asked gruffly.

"Yeah, a bit."

"Well, then," Dusty said, "Let's get going. We have a long way to go." He started off.

Serenity sighed. "Follow me." she barked before pushing in front of the white wolf and leading them through the brightening forest. They followed her through ferns, brambles, and streams. No matter what, they were going to make up for all the lost time from the past few days. When they got to a broad river, Serenity paused.

"Are we going to have to swim?" Fireheart commented, glancing at his mangled paws.

"I hope not." Dusty mumbled.

Serenity snarled. "Do I have to carry you too?" she growled as she heaved Fireheart onto her back. Dusty shrugged and waded in.

"Sorry," Fireheart apologized. "I'd swim myself, but..." he trailed off. Serenity jumped into the water with Fireheart on her back. Dusty paddled the water, grumbling, after Serenity. It was a bit of a struggle, but she pushed on. As Fireheart watched Serenity struggle, he felt bad.

She swam on until they reached the riverbank. Fireheart slid off her back and onto dry land. "Are you ok?" he asked, seeing her collapse from exhaustion.

"I'm fine." she grumbled, shaking her wet pelt. Fireheart sighed, cursing his injuries. He hated putting Serenity through all this for him. He wished there were some way he could help her.

A/N Again, please review!