Achak had fallen dead asleep before the Zage had even bandaged him or even removed the fragments. A slight low snore could be heard from the wolf, with a few tiny yelps spread about between the snores. His feet began moving as if he were running in a dream. His tail pointed straight out, as if in attack mode. Achak was surely having a very bad dream.<br/><br/>~The grass was tall and green the trees blooming with cherry blossoms, and apple blossoms, the berries were just starting to show on bushes,  birds chirping in the air while flying from tree to tree looking for there love. Animals scurrying about gathering supplies to build their homes. The wolf packs hunting for food that they could not get in the winter time, the wolf pack had surrounded a herd of deer, just as the pack was about to commence attack, a massive volley of arrows came from what seemed out of no where. Hitting the dear, the wolf pack and any unfortunate creature that could not find cover quick enough. Achak watched from the top of a cliff, where his mother had told him to stay and hide until the pack returned with dinner. Just as the last arrow hit the ground a massive group of 100 or more hunters came crawling out of their hiding spots, laughing, cutting up, stabbing any creature that was hit by an arrow but was not killed on impact. Coming in behind them was a tall young man wearing a black cloak, a green tunic, green trousers and brown leather boots. Achak thought "This must be their leader." Just as Achak had said that to himself, the tall man looked up directly at Achak, as if he know the young pup was watching the whole time, and smiled as if he was satisfied that the pup seen his whole family be slaughtered and out witted. Achak then turned and ran from the cliff and vowed that until the group responsible for his pack's death were all dead as well he would hunt them down and kill each one as slowly, painfully, and horrifically as he possibly could.~