Legends Never Die/Season One/Ep.2

# **Season One | Wolves**

## **Episode 02 | Medic Problems**

***//(Sorry, this episode is short. I procrastinate...) THIS EPISODE (along with the ones to come) ARE IN FIRST PERSON VIEW (Petal, of course)//***

I yawned, stretching. Today, I was to become a Trainee. SwiftRaven, my mother, suggested that I become a Medic Trainee since I wasn’t as fast as all the other pups. That had been a whole sunrise ago. Since then, I had thought about it, turning it over in my head. It was because I wasn’t as fast that I was actually still in the Daycare. All the other pups, including Shy, had left at 8 sunrises old. So I was the only one left in Daycare. No new pups had come to join me. I was the only pup in camp. Well, not after today. SwiftRaven, my mother, poked her head into the Daycare.

“Are you ready? I’m starting the ceremony soon!” Mom told me. She smiled softly at me, and I could tell it was sincere. Ever since I had gotten second place in the Great Pup Race 6 sunrises ago, Mom had been less mean and more nice to me.

“Already? I just woke up!” I groaned. Mom’s smile lifted further. Even though she was back to being an Alpha, she wouldn’t mind a joke or two. Even if it was at her own expense.

“Want me to help you groom?” I get it, Mom’s kinda protective of me. Ripple and Shy too. She treated us all like we were still her pups. But we weren’t. And I definitely didn’t need Mom grooming my fur, tail, and ears for me. I could do that myself.

“No thank you. I think I can walk to Wontayun myself.”

***//MORE CONTEXT! Wontayun translates in the Ancient Wolf language to: “Wish Meeting.” Wontayun is the biggest stream in the forest and is where all the Wolf Packs meet to discuss. Usually only the Alpha, Alpha’s mate, a trainer, a trainee, and a medic come along from each Pack.//***

Mom rolled her eyes but didn’t say anymore. She left, leaving me alone again. I walked over to the corner of the Daycare and grabbed a groom in my teeth. I started off to Wontayun. When I passed CrowFoot, my father, I gave him a curt nod. Unlike Mom, ever since the Great Pup Race, Dad had hated me more. If that was even possible. Passing the Trainee Den, I spotted Shy, Hay, Dart, Ripple playing a game of Tag Teeth. Shade was sitting out. Shy spotted me and ran out of the Den to catch up with me.

“Where are we going?” Shy asked, keeping in pace with me. I loved Shy and all, but I split-second decided that all I wanted to do was groom in peace. No distractions.

“*I* am going to Wontayun. *You* are staying with the Trainees so you can keep playing Tag Teeth. I need to be quick.” Shy sighed, but headed back to the Trainee Den anyways. Ripple sneered at me as Shy re-entered the Trainee Den. I ignored him, and continued on my way to Wontayun.

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“Wolves of the Swifterns! Assemble beneath the Meeting Stone!” SwiftRaven howled. I looked outside. Was it already moon-up? I trotted over to the Meeting Stone, unable to wait to finally be a Trainee. Shy siddled up next to me, her excitement visible in her eyes.

“Petal, come forward!” SwiftRaven howled again. I came up in front of the Meeting Rock and touched my tail tip to Mom’s tail tip. “Petal, you have reached the age of 8- erm, 10 sunrises. You are of age to be a Trainee and have a decision to make.” I found my friend, Fly, in the crowd, and gave her a wink. The both of us had planned this. We would be Medic Trainees under the same mentor!

“Petal, would you rather become a Trainee in order to become a Sprinter, or a Trainee in order to become a Medic?” This was an obvious question. Mom knew the answer, the rest of the Pack knew the answer, everyone knew the answer.

“A Medic.” I replied firmly. I was sure of this decision and wasn’t about to give it up. Becoming a Medic was the only way the rest of the Clan wouldn’t tease me.

“Petal of the Swiftern wolves. Daughter of CrowFoot and I. Smartest of the pups. I, using the powers of SwiftAlpha, grant you the title of Trainee. Your Trainer will be DoveSpeckle.” Mom delivered the speech perfectly, like she had been doing for the past 5 sunrises, since her old mate, SwiftBull, had died. DoveSpeckle stepped forward and looked SwiftRaven directly in the eyes.

“I deny your request.” Gasps came from the crowd. No one had ever denied to take up a pup as their Trainee! I gaped, my mouth hanging wide open. DoveSpeckle had been supposed to say ‘I accept your request’ then touch tails with me!

“*Excuse* me?” Mom asked. DoveSpeckle repeated herself. There was no shame in her eyes as Mom glared at her. I was no crybaby, but I could feel the tears rising in my eyes. Why did everyone hate me so much? I couldn’t be that slow, could I? I caught both Shy and Fly’s gazes. They both looked very worried. I didn’t blame them. That’s how I felt. And then, for good measure, DoveSpeckle repeated herself.

“I *deny* your request. I will *not* take that... that *snail* up as a Trainee!”

@Arangagangagang: I know, right! I was laughing so hard as I wrote it even though I knew I should probably feel bad for Petal! XD