Deserted

== Prologue ==
"Ajax is hereby banished from the Druid pack. His actions have caused utter destruction to the pack as a whole, and drove me to execute him. Ajax is a burden to our pack, and is sentenced to live a life as an outcast, neglected by the packs of Willow Creek. His departure will not be easy, for I give complete permission to the Druids to maul him. Farewell, Ajax, may your life be full of anguish." A well-muscled Gray wolf spoke, his voice thunderous as it boomed towards his pack, the Druids.
A flurry of snarls sounded as a rather brawny black wolf traipsed out of a shroud of trees, its tail settled between its legs with its head descended, bowing with shame. It only glanced twice out to its termination.
"Goodbye, Ajax." The Gray wolf, supposedly the Alpha, said his final words to the disgrace, these words authorization to the Druids, as the daunting wolves lunged towards the black wolf, their lips hooked upwards, revealing tiers of flesh-tearing teeth.
It was a riot. Blood was spilled, saturating and staining the terrain. The commotion continued, until the Alpha barked, a signal for the Druids to cease.
All went silent as the inky-black wolf, now significantly colored with vermilion, limped out of view, panting, and struggling.
As the wolf vacated, the Druids mightily howled, causing Ajax to quicken his pace.
== Chapter 1 - Converge ==
Ajax stumbled onward, his location somewhat far from his previous home. He was still hyperventilating from the events that occurred before, still leaving a sparse trail of blood, though, the bleeding has marginally ceased.
As winter approached, the air became crisp, along with the winds becoming frigid. Ajax lolled his tongue from his mouth, the desire for a meal gnawing at his empty stomach. He halted, lifting his muzzle into the blustery air, urgently sniffing for the slightest scent of a kill. 
Ajax's gaze lit up as the aroma of an elk carcass wafted his way, limping hastily towards the direction of the kill. He was not cautious, however.
He blatantly traipsed up to the carcass, his tongue swiping over his maw as he leaned down to feast.
Momentarily, Ajax whipped his head around as a growl sounded just behind him. A Doberman Pinscher.
He gingerly crept backwards, Ajax's gaze still locked on the Doberman as a human emerged from behind the dog, in its hand a leash, attached to yet another Doberman.
"Easy boy," The human spoke, taking a grasp onto the now snarling Doberman and tugging him back. The other Doberman sat idly, calm. Abnormal.
"Diesel, sit!" The human commanded, and the Doberman obeyed, perching next to his owner. The man took out a walkie-talkie.
"We have a wolf here in Willow Creek, he's wounded," He spoke into the device.
A voice replied.
"Alright." The human placed his walkie-talkie back into his pocket, pulling out a dart gun. 
Ajax's pupils dilated and he quickly stood, squirming to get away, which was difficult, especially in his state.
The man shot a dart at Ajax, successfully hitting him.
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Ajax awoke, squinting his eyes as a radiant beam of light overtook his vision, blinding him temporarily. As he adjusted to the lighting, he gazed around, noticing his wounds were patched and a cast around his mauled hind-leg.
Ajax desperately tried to stand, but he was strapped onto a table. He started to pant as worry erupted within him.
=== WIP ===
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