I'm going to make a Scratch animated series called Forestland Wolves! Here's chapter 1, or the pilot episode of it-
Female wolves are known as Shines and male wolves are known as Timbers in this story.
A mid-sun is the middle of the day, a sunrise is the beginning of the day, Dusk is the ending of the day.
Across the thousands, nearly millions of deep pine trees, across the sunrise that bore over them, reflecting lighter, vibrant colors that the wolves couldn't see, was a home: The home of the wolves. And it all started with a gray, small Shine wolf named Breeze, the Shine that didn't know what was coming for her.
Breeze was a wolf that often discovered things on her own- she was an independent, introverted wolf at it's best. She didn't enjoy any kind of company, and lived in the woods on her own until her mate arrived. Her two pups enjoyed her company, but that was the closest Breeze could ever get to company in her life- ever. She often avoided other wolves, whenever she came to a clearing full of a group of the other wolves, she would run away, knowing that she might not be welcomed there at all.
She lived a good and almost normal life, which is something that she liked having for the most part. The only unusual thing was the story of her long-lost mate- it was a long and complicated one, one of the most mysterious things that had ever happened to her. She didn't even know how he disappeared herself. It was a story she felt like not thinking about, as it gave her headaches. She missed her mate.
She also missed her parents, wherever they were. Her parents were gone since she was a small, minuscule pup, but she didn't know why either. It was probably the reason why she was an introverted wolf though, she definitely suspected that.
And those two things would be the most unusual memories that had happened in her life until now-
One mid-sun, she woke up to the smell of burnt wood all around her- the smoke filling up her nostrils. Her pups were nuzzling her, trying to wake her up. "Thank you," Breeze woofed to them. "What are we going to do?" a pup howled to her. This wasn't the last time she had been in a forest-fire. She knew how to escape. But she didn't know what to do with her vulnerable pups. Her pups were in danger! The creeping flames were getting closer, and closer to her, the roaring, sparkling sound popping in her ears. There was only one thing they could do: "Run!" Breeze howled, and the pups obediently ran with her, scared but determined.
She was trying to find ways to run through the fire that was tearing the forest apart- dashing through trees, jumping across flames. Her pups couldn't keep up with her, as they were too weak to run their tiny little legs across the burning fire. But they were fast enough to not get those legs burnt. When she reached a rocky clearing away from the fire at last, she sighed in relief. They would be safe at last, Breeze thought as she put Brave down on the ground.
One of the pups, a Timber brown pup named Pine, fell down a hole behind her that she leaped over. "Pine!" Breeze woofed anxiously. What if Pine died? She couldn't afford to loose her valuable pups, they had so much of their lives in front of her. She would obviously rather watch them grow up instead of their lives ending so quickly.
Breeze held her other pup, a white Shine wolf named Brave, in her jaws, and hopped down the hole, into the deep, plunging darkness. She landed on all fours into a muddy dug out area, not knowing wherever she was. What was this place?
A massive, muscular tan wolf padded over to see them there. She scented that it was a Timber. Will he kill her? He looked like he had the capability to. "I suppose you've fallen here on your own? Welcome to our evacuation facility. This will be our home for now. We travel a lot," the wolf barked. Breeze didn't know who this stranger was. "Who are you? Are you going to hurt us?" Breeze barked. "Hello, pup. I'm Tree, the leader of this pack. We call ourselves the Birchwood pack. There are many other packs across this forest, some we don't even know about. But all of the wolves that live here in packs are known as the Forestland wolves," Tree woofed. "I will take you into the pack. But first, I must know your names. Who are you?" Tree barked. "I'm Breeze, and these are my two pups, Brave and Pine," Breeze woofed. "We will take you into our pack, follow me," Tree woofed.
Then Breeze and her pups followed into what will be something that would change her perception of the world of the wolves forever.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++This is the end of chapter 1. Please type what you think in the comments