The boy's scent fills my nostrils and I am hard pushed not to leave the pack and tear into him. Ahead of me, I can see Alpha's sweeping tail and I watch him from the corner of my eye so I can mimic his movements almost instantly.
A growl rips from my throat. The boy is ahead of us. I stretch my body slightly, lengthening my stride so I draw level with Alpha. He can sense the longing in my body, the longing to hunt fresh meat, but I can not believe it when he alters his position so I am the first to leap for the unsupecting prey.
I spring, my body coiled to send this prey from its feet so we can easily tear into it.
Its scent hits me fully as I surge towards it. The scent spirals straight to the other part of my brain and has me crashing into the boy's back, mouth closed and tail between my legs.
The rest of the pack appears and before I can gain control, I whip round, hackles rasied and mouth snarling. My message is clear.
This boy will not be killed.
Alpha snarls back and the sound would usually have me cringing and whimpering to hide behind Betamale but this time I stand strong and lash my tail warningly. Betamale creeps towards me and his scent returns a module of reality to my mind. I frantically signal to him.
I know this boy. You must help me.
Betamale creeps closer, mouth open drawing the scent towards him. His tawny eyes widen in shock. He knows the boy too! In a heartbeat, he is by my side growling back at Alpha and the pack.
WHY THE HELL IS SAM WALKING AROUND IN THE FOREST IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!!!!!! TALA JUST FACED OFF WITH ALPHA OVER THIS KID!!!!! I'M FACING OFF WITH ALPHA OVER BOTH OF THEM!!!!
This was the jist of what was going through my mind. As I growl almost absently, I catch sight of a camera laying forgotten in the mud. Sam must have been using it when Tala knocked him over. Hang on, is he alright? I lean into his face.
His eyes are wide open and stare up at me in terror. Oh wait, it isn't terror. IT'S BLOODY FASCINATION!!!!! THIS BOY HAS NO IDEA HOW MUCH DANGER HE IS IN, SURROUNDED BY SMARTER THEN AVERAGE WOLVES AND HE'S NOT PISSING HIMSELF IN FEAR, HE'S TOO INTERESTED TO BE SCARED!!!!
She picked a good one there. Behind me, I can hear Alpha barking softly and to my relief the pack is withdrawing. Not through any sort of compassion though, the dawn is moving closer and we have to get back to our homes.
Tala whines in my ear. I give Sam a quick swipe around the ear with my tongue before going to pick up the camera and running after the pack.