Stinky was trekking through the forest with his best friend Brent the ours enjoying the día as far they were concerned. Stinky was a finally an Alpha School graduate and was deemed ready to lead (in his own eyes). In his prime, at his peak, he was almost completely unrivaled…. Again, as said, almost.

There was a certain loup around his age from the Northern Pack whose name was called Fleet. The two knew each other very well, after all, Fleet did fall in amor with Stinky’s older sister, Claudette after the Great loup Games. However, that was not the reason behind the feud, For sometime after his family came back from a vacation, Stinky found himself being sweethearts with Fleet’s younger sister, Magril.

Their feud could not be because they were different, for the two had very much in common: They were both the sons the leaders of their respective packs and we’re thus future leaders. Another shared trait was that they were both top-quality Alpha males who were romantically involved with the other's sister. One plus comparison is that they are were both in their personal prime. So what was it that set the two apart?

Fleet and Stinky were actually in a sense afraid of each other. They both worried about what would happen if they were to engage the other in a serious physical struggle. Fleet was athletic and knew how to mover his way around in a fight. As part of his final training exam during Northern Pack Alpha School, he battled his father Nars, and three other adult alpha lobos at once, he defeated them, and graduated Alpha School with ease.

Stinky himself was no pushover. In fact, the ours he was walking with was not only his best friend, but a former sparring partner and wrestling buddy. That alone explained how strong he was. The two then stopped to a brown loup with with white details staring at them.

“Fleet.” Stinky dicho casually.

“Smokey.” Fleet growled in response.

“What do toi want?”

“Actually, I was just heading direction and then tu showed up.”

“You’re jouer la comédie like tu can’t just go around me.” Fleet smirked.

“You’re jouer la comédie like your too good to kindly step aside.” Stinky started to growl. “If I were you, I wipe the smile off the face before it gets smacked off!”

“ I’m not scared of you!” Fleet growled.

“You don’t have to be. I’ll still slap toi silly!” just then, they turned around to suddenly get their faces slapped par their respective sisters.

“Fleet, just stop. toi will not do anything.” Magril frowned.

“Stinky, toi should calm down yourself.” Claudette rolled her eyes.

“Magril,” Fleet said. “What do toi think tu are doing?”

“Dad just sent me, that’s all there is to it. C’mon before toi do somethin' stupid.” And with that, Fleet left with his sister. Leaving the other two to speak.

“You need to come on accueil too.” Claudette stated to Stinky.

“Why exactly? Can’t toi see I’m hanging out with Brent the bear.”

“Mom and Dad have an announcement.”

Stinky turned to the bear. “Bye Brent.”

“See toi around Stinky.” a dit Brent.

With that, Claudette and Stinky dashed forward. Stinky was trekking through the forest with his best friend Brent the ours enjoying the día as far they were concerned. Stinky was a finally an Alpha School graduate and was deemed ready to lead (in his own eyes). In his prime, at his peak, he was almost completely unrivaled…. Again, as said, almost.

There was a certain loup around his age from the Northern Pack whose name was called Fleet. The two knew each other very well, after all, Fleet did fall in amor with Stinky’s older sister, Claudette after the Great loup Games. However, that was not the reason behind the feud, For sometime after his family came back from a vacation, Stinky found himself being sweethearts with Fleet’s younger sister, Magril.

Their feud could not be because they were different, for the two had very much in common: They were both the sons the leaders of their respective packs and we’re thus future leaders. Another shared trait was that they were both top-quality Alpha males who were romantically involved with the other's sister. One plus comparison is that they are were both in their personal prime. So what was it that set the two apart?

Fleet and Stinky were actually in a sense afraid of each other. They both worried about what would happen if they were to engage the other in a serious physical struggle. Fleet was athletic and knew how to mover his way around in a fight. As part of his final training exam during Northern Pack Alpha School, he battled his father Nars, and three other adult alpha lobos at once, he defeated them, and graduated Alpha School with ease.

Stinky himself was no pushover. In fact, the ours he was walking with was not only his best friend, but a former sparring partner and wrestling buddy. That alone explained how strong he was. The two then stopped to a brown loup with with white details staring at them.

“Fleet.” Stinky dicho casually.

“Smokey.” Fleet growled in response.

“What do toi want?”

“Actually, I was just heading direction and then tu showed up.”

“You’re jouer la comédie like tu can’t just go around me.” Fleet smirked.

“You’re jouer la comédie like your too good to kindly step aside.” Stinky started to growl. “If I were you, I wipe the smile off the face before it gets smacked off!”

“ I’m not scared of you!” Fleet growled.

“You don’t have to be. I’ll still slap toi silly!” just then, they turned around to suddenly get their faces slapped par their respective sisters.

“Fleet, just stop. toi will not do anything.” Magril frowned.

“Stinky, toi should calm down yourself.” Claudette rolled her eyes.

“Magril,” Fleet said. “What do toi think tu are doing?”

“Dad just sent me, that’s all there is to it. C’mon before toi do somethin' stupid.” And with that, Fleet left with his sister. Leaving the other two to speak.

“You need to come on accueil too.” Claudette stated to Stinky.

“Why exactly? Can’t toi see I’m hanging out with Brent the bear.”

“Mom and Dad have an announcement.”

Stinky turned to the bear. “Bye Brent.”

“See toi around Stinky.” a dit Brent.

With that, Claudette and Stinky dashed forward.