The Quam Drome and runaway:

A beautiful white wolf walked through the trees of the Alaskan forest. She had royal blue eyes with some emerald green too. She had never seen the mythical creatures known as humans. They dared not travel so far north, she had been told. She had always wandered what they looked like, what they really were.

She came upon a large clearing where many wolves of many colours talked, played or just chilled. They glared at her as she approached a white and grey wolf much older than herself.

' Hope.' The white and grey wolf muttered.

' Mother.' Hope, the white wolf, muttered in reply. The wolves still glared at her, it was obvious that she was hated by her own pack.

' The war is coming and we need you.' Hope's mother said.

' What can I do?' Hope asked.

' You can help us win.'

' No. I'm not using my curse to help you.'

' Yes, you are. Whether you like it or not, you are gonna use your cursed abilities to win the war. The Amber River pack won't suspect a thing.'

' I can't attack Uchak's pack! I'd rather have our enemies win than us.'

' Look, you little brat! We are dying because of you and that thing!'

' Why should I care?! No one here, not even you, has ever treated me with respect! Ever since I found my curse! If you don't treat me with respect, why should I treat you with respect that you don't deserve?!'

' You're not even a wolf! You're a thing, a thing that I can't even call a daughter any more! I am your mother and alpha!'

' I'll just get Dad.'

' Can't you give it up? He's dead! You killed him!'

' I didn't! You did! You're the one that left him in the middle of the blazing fire!'

' I should just exile you, but I'm not that evil.'

' Or are you?'

' That does it! You've gone too far this time!'

' What are you gonna do, Accalia?'

' I challenge you to a Quam Drome!'

The surrounding wolves were now listening closely. A Quam Drome was a fight, to the death. Single battle using only what the two wolves had learnt.

' I accept. Right here, right now.'

They circled each other as the pack formed a circle around them. Suddenly, without warning, Accalia threw herself at Hope and bit into her throat, but Hope pushed her away and clawed her face. Quickly, Hope turned into a moose and charged into her own mother and pushed her into a tree. This was her 'curse'. She was the only wolf with these powers. She could transform into anything she wanted to, even creatures that didn't exist. Hope turned into a polar bear and let Accalia drop to the ground. For a few moments, she didn't move. No one did, but Accalia slowly got up and bared her teeth. Hope, using all of her strength, swiped her jaw and managed to break it. She then grabbed her by the scruff and threw her across the clearing and into a boulder. Hope turned back to normal and watched. Accalia lifted her head and opened an eye.

' Okay, you win. I can't continue like this.' She announced. No one in the pack was happy that their alpha was dying right in front of them.

' Your own mother. I guess you're the alpha now.' A brown and slightly blonde wolf said. Hope recognized him. He was the beta male of the pack.

' No. I'm not gonna be alpha because I'm not her daughter. Akela, you're alpha, not me.' Hope replied.

' What? You can't do that.' Akela, the beta male, said.

' As alpha, I say you're the new alpha.'

' As you wish.'

Hope walked away from the clearing, away from the pack, away from her dying mother. She started running fast until she fell over another wolf. She got up and saw a wolf as black as she was white.

' Uchak! What are you doing here?' Hope asked as Uchak, the black wolf, faced her. ' If Akela sees you, he'll claw you to nothing!'

' Since when is Akela your alpha?' Uchak asked.

' Since I defeated my mother in a Quam Drome.' Hope answered.

' You killed your own mother. I always knew you were a rebel.'

' She's alive, but I left her hanging onto dear life. She won't live.'

' Good on you.'

' Thanks.'

' Did you use your powers?'

' Yeah.'

Uchak was the only wolf that didn't hate her. He understood her and didn't care about her powers.

' We should go somewhere private. Akela might of sent spies.' Uchak whispered.

' No. I'm tired of cowering and living in fear. I need to go somewhere far away from here and find peace of mind.' Hope replied.

' Hope, running away isn't the answer.'

' I know, but Ineed to escape the pain. Follow my instincts.'

' I'm coming with you then.'

' No. This is something I need to do myself. Don't tell anyone that I'm leaving. I'll miss you.'

' Me too.' They nuzzled for a couple moments before Hope walked away to a cliff on the edge of her pack's territory. She turned into an eagle and flew away. Uchak watched her and was left in tears. He slowly walked back to his territory, trying to forget about what just happened.

Days later, Uchak watched his pack go out to war with Hope's pack, the Aurora pack. He decided to stay behind and watch the young pups. In the battleground the two packs faced each other, both sides snarling and growling at each other. One wolf from each side stepped out and faced each other. One was Akela and the other was Adolph, the Amber River pack alpha. They suddenly lashed out at each other and the war began.

It went on for hours. The war was terrifying and ugly to watch. The Aurora pack was losing because they were weak and Hope wasn't with them. The bodies of brave wolves covered the blood stained dirt. Hope was miles away, in a river, floating in a block of ice. Even though it was the middle of winter, nothing natural could do that. She floated as the war continued.