Sky Pack's Epilogue

This is the epilogue of the book, I'm working on called Sky Pack, you can get a taste of my writing and what the book's about. =]


Long ago there were two packs that lived in the forest and mountains. They were known as Sky and Ice pack. One night a terrible storm rose and lightning struck a tree. The great crack echoed through the forest as the tree fell and caught fire. Luckily Sky Pack and Ice pack were able to make it out of the forest. A great rain began to pour down and put out the flames that had ripped through the forest, but much was lost.
The wolves realized it would take many moons for everything to grow back, and all the prey to return. So they made an agreement to retreat from their homeland for 12 moons. This way the land would replenish and be suitable for life when they returned.
12 moons passed while the packs were split up. Sky pack returned to find Ice pack had come back early. They had gained more wolves and now thought of the forest as “theirs.” A battle broke out when Sky pack refused to join. A threat was cast through the woods, “Those who do not join or flee from our forest shall be killed.” They were true to their word and Sky pack was no more… or so Ice pack thought. What they didn’t know was that Morningstar, Sky pack’s leader had gotten away with her daughter. They lived in the forest in secret. Just as other wolves from Sky pack that didn’t join had.
Each pack had a necklace that was passed on through the generations of leaders. Ice pack’s was a white crystal-like rock that had been tied to a strong grass woven string. Sky pack’s was a smooth silver stone that had a h*** through the middle, from erosion. Morningstar looked it over then slipped it off her neck. “Take this.” She said pulling it over her daughter, Starshimmer’s head. “Pass on this necklace, it’s an important symbol that Sky pack still exists secretly in the woods, waiting for the leader to come along through generations to restore us.” Starshimmer nodded with sincerity. One day, Sky pack will reign.
Time passed and finally on the mark day of a black pup turning six moons old came around. Her mother was pure white and named Cloud. Cloud was one in the generation of Sky pack’s ancestors. And somehow she knew. This was the pup that would bring Sky pack back. And so came the black pup’s name, Moon. The name Moon would normally be given to a white pup. But cloud named her pup, this black pup, Moon in honor of a black night, telling of a soon new bright moon. And the new bright coming, for Sky pack.