Chapter 2- The Death of Morpheus

In the morning, the storm had ceased, and the rain had faded to a slight drizzle. Dewdrops sparkled on leaves through the fog. Morpheus sat and waited in silence for his little pup to awaken, he let out a shuddering sigh at the thought of the wet trek ahead of them. Just when he had closed his eyes, a raindrop had fallen on Ataxia's muzzle and she was startled awake. She got up and shook herself, bits of sopping leaf flinging to the ground. She looked to him and he stood, grasping her gently in his powerful jaws. The journey ahead was blended into many group of light and sounds, one paw after the other. Finally he found the familiar jutting rock, setting them back on track. He stepped quickly into the Den to find a grey she-wolf nursing a single pup.
"Velika" he addressed her.
"What are you doing in my Den?" she snapped. He rumbled out what seemed like a laugh.
"I need a favor..." he started, but was interrupted by Velika.
"A favor? Why should I? You're intruding on my Den and my poor pup is trying to feed!" she growled swiftly.
"Velika, I would not come to you, unless this is a favor I can only ask of you and no-one else" Morpheus added. She thought this over.
"Perhaps...but I still must refuse" she barked, nose in the air. Morpheus growled at this. A large wolf flung himself onto Morpheus from out of nowhere. Growling and barking, the two rolled around the Den, crashing into walls and ripping into one an other's fur. The surprised Velika swept her pup closer with her tail. Ataxia sat wailing in the corner next to her. You could hear pained yelps from both wolves. After what seemed like hours, it was over, blood was smeared on the floor of the cave and the victorious wolf's jaws were dripping with it.

"Snare...what have you done!" Velika cried out. When he heard this his smirk of victory disappeared and was replaced by confusion and worry.
"Wha...I thought he was attacking you!" Snare exclaimed. Velika shook her head.
"No! He was requesting a favor! He had a pup with him! Now we don't know of the mother, and the father is dead!" Velika wailed. Snare tilted his head to the bloody floor of the Den.
"Then we'll have to care for her" he whispered. "And we will tell her nothing of this day..." he added solemnly. She nodded and nudged the jet black pup close and she fed along with Pepper, Velika's own son. Velika closed her eyes, and heard the voice of Morpheus. Her name is Ataxia...and she must not fall to the hands of The Guild, no matter the cost...