Hey, guys! This is my first story, and the millionth that I have come up with. Hope you like! R&R, please!

Neviah knew something was wrong.

Even before her pack-sister had warned her of the taillesses, she had the feeling something threatened her. The Forest now seemed to be hiding the eyes of the unwanted, mistrustful creatures.

She lifted her muzzle towards the Bright White Eye and her many cubs, and howled. How many?

Quickly, an answer lifted into the night. Two taillesses, three wolves, and two ravens.

That's strange, Neviah thought. It is rare to see taillesses with any other animal than their annoying, yapping dogs. Finally, she decided to try to ward them out of her territory by doing something she hadn't done in many Lights and Darks.

She was going to speak tailless. Slowly and carefully she rose on her hind legs. The wind brought the scent of the Bright Beast-that-Bites-Hot to her nose and blew through the fur that only grew on her head. Warily she began to walk towards the scent.

Neviah: *gasp* A cliff hanger!

Unknown wolf: Why isn't my name in here?

Neviah: The author didn't feel like naming you until later.

Unknown wolf: ...