Fall awoke from her peacful sleep to the annoying howls of a pack. She didn't bother to open her eyes and put her paws over her ears. She tried hard to ignore the howls, but failed. But somthing caught her attention, the sound of a challenging howl. It sounded feirce and unafraid, almost evil, like pure darkness. Fall stood abruptly. She didn't mind being on the outskirts of a packs territory, but she didn't want to be in the middle of a territory war. Fall was about to run when she desided that if she did leave there was going to be nothing for her to do. So she turned toward the howls and silently galloped toward it.<br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Violet woke to the howling of her pack. She quickly ran outside her shelter of bramble. She went and sat next to the adults to join in the howl. She raised her head and let out an airy high pitched howl. It almost sounded like a whine but she tried her best to hid it. She stopped when she heard the howl of an unknown wolf. It sounded frightening. She whined and backed up into the croud of wolves.