Chapter One

Sylver arrived finally at what was so obviously a hunting ground. She
still was on the search for the valley leaders. She saw a white wolf
standing on the plain, but not hunting. She ran up to him.
    "What is your name, and where could I find the valley leaders?" The
white wolf studied her carefully. He was a bit bigger than she was, but his mucules rippled beneath his fur coat.
    "I am Chronus, leader of the corrupt in this valley," the white wolf
said finally. Sylver quickly bowed her head in respect.
    "I am new here, and did not realize you led this valley. May I ask who
else runs the valley with you?" Sylver replied hastily.
    "Talon is the leader of the holy, and Kajar leads the neutral. Ah,
look, here comes Talon now.." A black wolf was traveling down the side of
the valley. An expression of hate crossed Chronus' face for a split second, but Talon did not notice.
    "Ah, who may you be, m'lady? I have not seen your face here ever
before," Talon said respectfully to Sylver.
    "Sylver, former resident of Bluemoon Valley to the west," Sylver replied coldly. It didnšt seem right to be treated as an equal by an alpha.
    The howl of Chronus stopped any reply Talon might have had. Chronus
turned around quickly. "Calling for Kajar," he replied shortly. Talon
nodded as yet another wolf bounded down the side of the valley. This time it had gray fur.
    "A newcomer?" Kajar asked, turning to the other valley leaders. Talon
nodded. Kajar turned back to Sylver. "So, which one of us do you follow?"
    Sylver hardly needed time to think. No sooner was the question spoken when Sylver hastily replied, "I follow Kajar, leader of the neutral." Kajar looked genuinely pleased and Chronus shot Kajar a rather nasty look, but Kajar took Sylver away to see the sights of the valley.