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+ 3	The Expiriment; Prologue
+ 2	The Wolfcry (Part Four)
+ 1	The Wolfcry(Part Three)
+ 1	The Wolfcry(part two)
+ 2	The Wolfcry (Part 1)

It was Yurich, Yanga-O's grandson. Yurich realized this, but it was too late. Yurich struck Wolfcry's pre-injured shoulder from the descent. The blow through Wolfcry to the snow with blood staining the white snow and pain surging through his body. The two had known each other since pups and neither expected to meet, especially by an attak. As he lay there, paralyzed from the sudden attack, Yurich yelled to him, "Are you okay?!"

"Yeah I'm fine" ,Wolfcry replied. He tryed to stand, but couldn't find the energy. Yurich began his reasoning for the attack. " I thought you were Xin. Longflew ordered me to be your guardian from a distance, slaughter Xin, and bring back Yanga-O's fur from some 'Fred Gusternstof'. His death was enough, but ole Freddy took it too far by wearing him as a possesion."

"What of your family?"

"Guter is caring for them."

Just as they were about to converse some more, the lady Wolfcry had seen earlier stepped on him as Yurich bolted off. The pain was imense, and as a reflex he bit at her ankles. "Owwww" , she shreiked. "Oh, you poor thing. I didn't mean to step on you. Why don't you let me tend to that wound of yours. I bet that skimpish wolf I scared of did it."

Off they disappeared in the pounding snow with Wolfcry in Claudet's arms...

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