Darkness Falls (Turtleback School & Library Binding Edition) (Survivors (HarperCollins))
FOR USE IN SCHOOLS AND LIBRARIES ONLY. Struggling to unite the Wild and Leashed Packs for mutual safety after a violent attack, Lucky is cast out by a ruthless Alpha and encounters treacherous elements in the forest and ruined city, which is rapidly enveloped by a poisonous black cloud.
Grunt pointed out. “Most of the trees have gone. Doesn’t it take more than one or two trees to make a forest?” The memory of a stormy night came back to Lucky. He, too, had asked his Mother-Dog questions about the Spirit Dogs, desperate to understand the great and mysterious world around him, and she had answered, telling him all about the Sky-Dogs and Lightning. “That’s true,” Wiggle put in. “Forests have lots of trees.” The smallest pup panted happily, as though he had made an incredible
and he tried to imagine how she would respond. His chest tightened with sadness as he remembered that angry glimmer in her eyes. Would she ever forgive him? “Lead the way,” he told Daisy, forcing lightness into his yelp. The little dog turned on her short legs and began retracing her steps through the long grass, looping around the water. Lucky stood aside so that the pups could go ahead of him with Mickey. Wiggle scampered past, his wagging tail a perfect target for Lick, who nipped at her
couldn’t sit here and listen to this anymore. “They’re pups!” “It was wrong to trick them,” said Martha, an edge to her voice. “It was unforgivable!” A furious howl cut through the arguing Pack and the dogs froze, shocked into silence. Standing several long-strides away were Grunt, Lick, and Wiggle. Dart was behind them, trembling. “They heard barking . . . they wanted to know what was going on. I couldn’t stop them.” Grunt unleashed a volley of angry barks: “You let the giantfur get close
so many Fierce Dogs, he could not afford to challenge them. Blade ignored Martha, turning to Lucky. “You are fortunate that our only interest is in the pups. I might have taken the opportunity to chew out your tongue, mongrel dog, for tricking me in my own camp! I still might if you get in my way.” Her lip twitched, a flicker of white fang flashing threateningly. “Where are the other two? I want my pups back.” Lucky’s ears pricked up. Was Blade claiming to be their Mother-Dog? Alpha narrowed
Wiggle to his littermates. He leaned against Lick, his ears flat. “Do we really have to go?” he whimpered. Grunt scowled at him. “We belong with dogs like these—fierce, brave warriors—not that ragged bunch of scroungers who cower at the sight of a silly giantfur!” Blade’s ears pricked up and she cast a curious look at Lucky. The other Fierce Dogs growled, as if the giantfur was in earshot. That they were not terrified of such a beast made Lucky’s tail droop in unease. At last Blade released