Far from the Galaxy of War, a female wolf-like beast had just had her pup, no litter, just one little daughter. She had pure white fur and deep brown eyes. The young Wolvian looked up at her mother in joy. Her mother smiled back, cleaning her fur with her rough, cat-like tongue.

SnowFall had escaped a deadly battle between the Tigons, she had nearly been burned alive by one of them but managed to fly off to here. She was on earth. Her pup made her first bark and wagged her little tail, she panted from the heat of the sun. "Poor thing, we need to find a better shelter... I could make one if this place is cold enough..." She said to her daughter. She gently set her pup down out of her lap and flew up into the skies. She used no wings, no air, no obvious physics. It was simply her mind doing the work. She took a deep breath, looking up, the female Wolvian breathed a large amount of ice of which stayed afloat in the air because of her unique teleconesis.

The ice was soon shaped into a large dome with a small entrance only her and her pup could fit through, she lowered it gently over her pup and landed, padding into the entrance. IceWolf looked around in awe, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and wonder.

SnowFall walked up to her pup and layer down next to her. She cleaned her fur for hours until falling asleep, curled around her precious puppy.

After a long rest, IceWolf had woken up. She looked around, seeing no sign of her mother. She tilted her head, getting up to take her first ever steps. She heard talking outside of her dome-shaped home and went outside to see her mother talking with Blizzard, her father who had just returned from a harsh battle, he had scars a horrible chunk taken from his left ear. She made a little 'yip' and SnowFall turned and grabbed her by the scruff. She put her back inside and continued talking. She whimpered impatiently, //Why can't I see daddy?...// she thought. IceWolf paced around waiting, they had walked further away, she couldn't hear them at all...

After many hours, the pup had just sat there, waiting. Her stomach growled, she looked at it in confusion and Yipped hoping for her to be heard. No answer. She Yipped again, this time louder. Nothing. A few minutes and a loud yelp came from afar, it was Blizzard. SnowFall came running into the dome and blocked the only opening. "Phew...."

Blizzard was dead. Hunted by the humans, native hunters who used burning hot bullets to easily kill any animal for sport. IceWolf and SnowFall whimpered a lot that night, softly crying together of their loss. The next morning it got worse. Snow had took IceWolf out to start learning what to eat and how to fight but it was cut short when the dome was starting to melt. Wolvian ice could only melt from one type of heat. The heat from a LavaDragon's molten spit, the natural enemy to their species. The dragon roared at them and charged its golden horns straight into SnowFall's chest and thrashed her into the air, she yelped and IceWolf ran back in fear, she hid behind a tree and watched in terror. She could only hope it would leave her mother be soon.

The battle progressed, SnowFall trapping the beast in an icy prison.

She ran over to her pup to escape but it burst out and spewed its fowl lava at them, to protect her put, Snow jumped in front of her daughter and got drenched in the hot rock. She collapsed, whimpering at the pain. She now had an exposed wound on her belly, her vital origins could be easily damaged once the frozen blood was melted, of which it slowly was turning to water. IceWolf growled at the dragon as it approached slowly, it didn't care. It ignored her.

The dragon stabbed her golden horns into the icy covering and shattered it, impaling her intestines and one of her five hearts, this heart was the one needed to stay alive...

She yelped and winced at the pain and then dropped dead, no movement, her eyes wide open without any expression. IceWolf wasn't going to just cry this time, she had to at least scar the horrible killer. She pounced and bit it's horn, her bite was oddly strong for a newborn. The dragon screeched and threw her off, making her hit a tree. Her iceblood shattered but reformed as she weakly got up. But the time she opened her eyes, the dragon had flown off with her mother. She tried to give chase but only jumped and tripped over her own paws in attempt to fly...

She sat in the snow, whimpering.

(To be continued! Hope you guys enjoyed so far!!!)

Thats so sad poor babeh!!!! I loved the story though!!!

awww poor bab :(

Wow! Its awesome!

How sad!

Re: I reacted in the chat ^^

Re: AHH I CANT WAIT TO SEE IT!!!

Re: DAY YOU LIGIT SCARED ME!!! But they have a bag not that exact bag. They have a bag to put the mail in. They are messagers!! EVERY assesoire is allowed apart from books BUT THEY HAVE TO BE ABLE TO RUN 75 Miles an hour!!!!

Aww, poor IceWolf >.<