Prologue

“Cloud, why did you and your pack steal our prey?” Nightkiller shouted over the roaring wind and thunder.

“Because all of our territory's prey is gone! It’s winter, and all the prey has gone to the river!” Cloud shouted back.

“We know,” Nightkiller retorted. “We could have shared some of ours!”

“You’ve said that almost every winter, Nightkiller. But you never do! Why should we trust you now, after all these years?” Cloud spoke bravely into the rain.

Suddenly, a huge clap of thunder sounded around both packs. It was raining even harder now, and they couldn’t see even a deer-length ahead. The wolves heard a yelp from Cloud's side of the pack, and with that, they heard a faint sound of sizzling in the pounding rain that followed.

Nightkiller dared to move forward, to see what happened. As he got closer he saw the faint shape of Cloud lying on the slush covered ground.

“Look what happened!” barked Moon fiercely, the Luna, or Alpha Female, of the Sky Pack. “This is your fault!” As he looked closer, he saw that Cloud’s leg was staining the white snow red. There was a big wound torn into Cloud’s flesh, right to the bone that was bleeding heavily. Moon slashed Nightkiller across the face. The rest of Cloud’s pack howled, and Moon led them into war, not knowing what lies ahead…