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Suri – by Hope
Many years ago, after the Great Wolf created the world, the King of the wolves, Xivanor, had two sons. The eldest was named Shadah, and the youngest was named Virax. Shadah was to become the next king, and Virax would become a prophet. Virax, however, grew jealous of Shadah, because he wanted the throne for himself.
One day, while Virax was working on his Prophet duties, he came up with an idea. He would trick Shadah into giving him his birthright, then he would use dark magic to turn himself into a dragon so he could get rid of his father, who was ten times stronger than he. Shadah, he knew, was coming back from a long trip that evening and would probably be wanting a good meal. Virax was the best hunter in the pack, so he could prepare a feast for Shadah, but it would come with the price of his birthright.
Later that evening, his plan was set in motion. He had obtained a spell from an evil snake which lived in the dark forests and had caught the finest stags and rabbits and moose that he could find. Shadah couldn’t help but not turn down the trade, and naively gave away his birthright. After the first part of his treacherous plan was done, Virax conjured up the spell and cast it upon himself. His size doubled tenfold, and plates grew all over his body. He was a dragon, a fire-breathing dragon. An epic battle occurred between Virax, his brother, and his father. Virax succeeded in killing Xivanor, but before he could kill Shadah, the Great Wolf intervened and sentenced him to a thousand-year slumber. Once he awoke, he would have to choose either to repent, or to be banished to the lake of fire forever. Shadah lived with the pack as their king for ten years, until he mysteriously disappeared.
…..And was never seen again. Now we wait for the wretched day when Virax will awake, and hope that he has changed.” Honeydew finished, his gaze sweeping over the wide-eyed pups before him.
They exchanged scared glances, and one of them, a pure white pup named Suri, stepped forward and yipped, “Is… Is Virax going to wake up soon?”
Honeydew smiled down at the worried pup. “We do not know when he will wake, only that we must be ready for him.”
Suri gulped and fell to the floor. She covered her head with her paws and shivered. A gray pup jumped over to her. “Don’t worry, Suri! If he does come, I’m sure Hiraz can beat him!”
Honeydew sighed and looked up at the king of the wolves, Hiraz, who was sunning himself on a rock. He knew with certainty that if Virax were to come now, then the frail, old king couldn’t stand a chance.
“What do you think, Honeydew?” The gray pup said.
“About what?” Honeydew said, snapping his gaze back to the pups.
“Don’t you think I could defeat Virax?”
Honeydew chuckled. “I’m sure you could, Clay.”
A huge grin seeped onto the pup’s face, and he excitedly turned to the other pups. “I’m gonna defeat Virax!!”
A chuckle escaped Suri’s lips. “Yeah, right.”
Suri loved the feeling of the wind in her fur. She would often come to sit on the edge of Gizzard Cliff to feel it. She knew that she didn’t have time for dilly-dallying today, but she could spare five minutes. The thought of the old, cranky Prophet Honeydew’s angry face crossed her mind for a split second, but she shrugged it off. She stepped up to the edge and closed her eyes. The breeze was so refreshing, especially after a long hunt.
After some time, she picked up her rabbit again and headed back. On the way, a peculiar thing happened. She heard a whooshing sound from above, and all the trees around her started waving and swaying, but it lasted only a few seconds. The sound disappeared into the distance. Suri was very curious, but she knew she should get back to the camp. She sped up to a trot and was soon approaching the unmistakable apple tree which was at the edge of their camp.
Once inside, she froze. The camp was completely empty. Not only that, but it was torn apart. The dens were destroyed, and there were claw marks and foot prints which had destroyed the floor. Suri was starting to feel woozy from shock. She dropped her rabbit and shook her head to clear the fog. She took a deep breath and sat down. Suddenly, she felt warmth next to her. She turned her head to see what it was, and her jaw dropped in shock. There stood a blue wolf. He was staring at the destroyed camp with a sad expression. Suri twisted her head to see the forest which he came from, not believing that he had just appeared out of nowhere. When she turned back, he was staring straight at her. His soft brown eyes pierced her soul and made her heart flutter.
“Who- who are you?” Suri breathed.
The wolf blinked at her. “I am of no importance to you, but you may know that I am a friend.” His rich British voice sounded regal, kingly almost.
Suri gulped and turned to look at her camp once more. “What happened?”
The blue wolf sighed. “The thousand year sleep has ended, Virax is free once more.”
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