Pinetree had turned sides. He used to be a faithful and trustworthy warrior in Dream pack, but he was now loyal to the most feared pack. Death pack... Wishpup opened her eyes for the first time many moons after she was stolen. Death packs territory was smoky and hard to breath in. Wishpup coughed and blinked at her new surroundings. Pinetree padded over to her moments later, carrying a lifeless rabbit. "Eat," he ordered at Wishpup. She sniffed the dead rabbit in disgust. She then shook her head. "I said...EAT!!" Pinetree snarled at her. Wishpup whimpered and ate a bit of the rabbit. 'Why am I getting treated like this?' her mind said. Wishpup shook her head and continued eating the disgusting rabbit. Hours later, Wishpup was allowed time to explore the pack. Her paws sunk into the thick, gooey mud as she went further into the territory. She then noticed a black shadow pouncing around in the distance. She barked at it, making it stop and stare at her. Wishpup was in danger. The shadow moved closer and closer until the shadow wasn't a shadow anymore... It was a wolf.