There are four packs that wolves are separated into: Mistpack, Dawnpack, Shadowpack, and Starpack. I, Dusk, am in the Dawnpack. We consider our pack the 'Peaceful Pack.' Others, like the Shadowpack, call us the 'Prissy Pack.'

We don't fight. We don't like violence between packs and the last thing our leader, Brownstripe, would do is have our pack join a war.
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"Dusk? Are you awake?" my twin sister, Dawn, asked.
"Go away, sis, I wanna rest."
"Are you crazy? There's a bloodbath outside and we've gotta move!"
I open my eyes. "But, sis..."
"But, bro, Alpha declared war," Dawn interuppted.

I run outside, with Dawn on my heels, just to see Shadowpack and Dawnpack fighting epically. "Dawn! Run to Starpack and join them! I'm going to Mistpack!" She growled. "I'm not leaving you, bro. To Mistpack we go!" She dashes off, leaving me in the pack grounds. I follow her, cursing under my breath. I close my eyes for a second and the next thing I know, a paw hits my head, claws scratch at my eye, and I'm blacking out.