A Sad Howl

This has been one of the pplz favorites... so I'm gonna post it herez ^^
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He looked up to his young oponent, blood from his body in her mouth... bleeding from the uncountable wounds the young fighter has made with her teeth, pating hard....

The Alpha of a pack in the Red Woods, gray wolves filled with pride, always in the front his white fur was waving as the wind wistled between the trees... he became Alpha the day he fighted and won... he was young and strong... with time, no one challenged him, his fighting skills were different from the other wolves', making him unbeatable...well... until now...

Shining black fur with red spots over her eyes and a line that came from under her chin bassing trougth her belly to the top of her tail, big and strong... a calm always drawn in her face... accepted by him in the pack when she was a cub... she became Omega with time... but that only made her a raging monster behind a mask of calm...

Tired and beaten, he sat, the blood ovenr his white fur... tainting it... each minute his life was sliping from his mouth with each breath... his oponent still in front of him... looking at him with her deep eyes, one yellow, one gary, almost white... the face of the Omega he subestimated...

One day while a hunting, she aproached to the carcass the other wolves ate from... eating always after the others did... but when she got her teeth stabbed in a piece of meat, a clash os white fangs made her stop, it was him, the Alpha... growling at her as he ae the last spit of food, she growled... a deaf growl came out from her troath... freezing him, making him to turn back and face her, snarling at the black wolf behind him...

She was in her right... he had already eaten before... and she was hungry... the caged rage was finally released whn in a jump she charged quickly agains her leader, clearly bigger than him and more muscled, her shapr fangs were finally being seen...

He snarled onece more and tried to get on his four legs, but he was weak... her breath was visible in the cold weather as he pated... his look changed...his eyes looked like if he was trying to ask her to forgive him... she remained there... looking at him... ready for everything... for his surrender and ask of death... or the fight...

The firs strike hit his neck... making a deep wound on it... she jumped back... he charged against her... ready to bite her leg and brake it, but as the Omega she learned different fighting moves, she knew his fighting style was to brake the front legs... she quickly jumped, landing behind him, biting his back legs... leaving wounds and holes of fangs on them, making the old wolf to cry, he turned and tried the same strategy, this time she dodged as his side, attacking the neck again... filling her mouth with blood and his body with wounds...

The other wolves gathered around them... looking the poor state of tehir Alpha, and the caml of the Omega... some of them sat and started to snarl... to rush the old wolf to deside... others remained silent and spectative... waiting for the next move

Charging always with the same strategy the old wolf kept trying to hit his oponent, always getting evaded and striked again... her strikes changed and became more lethal now... she was after the yugular now, the font of life of her leader... she finally striked in the right point...and teared from it... making the old wolf to stop his attacks... she remained there looking at him to his yellow eyes...

The blood lept running from the perforated vein...pating har he closed his eyes, rised his face to the moon... looking at the stars he began to howl... a sad song from his heart that filled the entire forest with his defeat...bleeding from his mouth didn't stoped him... the sad requiem made the the silence of the other wolves to trun into howls... the new Alpha in front of him has rised... when he stopped howling she walked towars him... looking in his eyes again filled with mercy she finally gave him a last bite to his neck... holding it...pressing harder... some of the other wolves cryed softly as they saw their Alpha to fell from his throne, his life finally came to an end... she realeased her fallen leader, looking at her pack... as she won a new place... she howled with victory... the other wolves howled as well... her requiem was a beautiful song never heard before...

Running in the red woods a large pack of wolves... leaded by a black female with red spots over her eyes and a red line that comes from under her chin, passing trougth her belly ending in the tail... runing behind of the whole pack... a young white wolf, the same looking of his father... the fallen Alpha... a new Omega was born... accepted in the pack becoming the new Omega...

Would the story repeat?... will the Circle of Life will be always the same?... I am afraid that thinking like that is wrong... since the Black wolf with red spots over her eyes, one eye yellow, the other one gray, almost white, was walking alone to the edge of the mountain... reaching her twenty-one years... she lied looking at the bluesky... filled with stars and the full moon shining in the middle of the sky... she closed her eyes and died...