ZION’s GREAT DIRE

Please Note:

Great Dire Pack

Beta Aaron= Beta Maxwell

Gamma Hasfa = Gamma Dashiell

Heights Pack

Alpha Michael =Alpha Micah

Beta Josiah = Beta Jere

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Epilogue

The Heights Pack

(Southern Region)

Back in the southern region of the Heights Pack. Gamma Dashiell , Alpha Micah and Gamma Jere fought with great courage. The direwolves yield when they felt their bond to their Alpha Ethan was shattered. Alpha Ethan was dead which meant that Alpha Zeus had successfully claimed the throne. Hasfa demanded them to shift and they immediately done so. The Heights pack were relieved to know that the dire wolves did to take any casualties along their defeat. It was a busy day for the pack nurses and doctors but a grateful day to not have to call in the time of deaths.

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Alpha Michael and Beta Josiah went back to the office to officially thank Hasfa for his helped in winning the battle.

“Alpha Zion will not come back.” This wasn’t a question but a statement that Alpha Michael said to Hasfa.

“No. He told me to give you these documents.”

“So he knew.” Michael thought.

Michael look through the documents and jokingly said “Bastard.” With a halfhearted smile and watery eyes he sat on the office chair. Looked around the desk and saw to his right a picture of Zion and Azah smiling and to his left a picture of young Zion, Josiah, Yeshua, Saul and him altogether in a group smiling. Remincing about the youthful years that passed them so swiftly.

“He didn’t say goodbye. I guess we will see him later.”

The Great Dire Pack

(Northern Region)

After many years in hiding the pale crescent full moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky. They looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity. It’s said that the rivers are the arteries and the moon is the heart. The waters unfreeze and they begin to hear the loud gurgling of the rivers streams. The rays of the full moon penetrating through their bodies giving back life to their deadening powers. The Great Dire Pack souls swooned slowly as they see the silver snowflakes faintly falling through the universe, like descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

The Great Dire Pack Alpha Zeus raises his muzzle to the bright full moon and howls a lonely song mourning the dead. Where the moon removes their sadness he howls again, to remind the living of the greatest joy of being a dire. Born of all that is untamed, wild, and free. The howl send another reminder.

The wild beauty will not die but will resume to be alive in their world. Beta Maxwell, and Gamma Dashiell, howled along with their Alpha Zeus. After some time one by one until the entire pack followed Alpha Zeus howling song thanking the Moon Goddess for breaking the curse and leaving them with her tears that is moon-bathe mixed with spiritual boozed.

The End!

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