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[``Constantine]

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[``Constantine]

^{"Living on land, wanting to fly in the sky"}

_{Fierce Joy in Flight, or Elation, as she prefers to be called, was born nigh over three years ago, to the lone she-wolf Silver that Shines, and the roving dog-wolf Blind Seer. Blind Seer -- named so for his blue eyes that had, instead of changing from puppy-blue to adult-brown, remained as a pups' -- being the rover that he was, had backed the silver-hued she-wolf and then left without a trace, leaving Silver that Shines alone and pregant with pups.
Elation was whelped in the early months of Spring, in a crude den dug by her mother. She was the last of five to arrivive, the runt of the litter.}

^{"Gray skies are just clouds passing over"}

_{The early days were spent in the den. The mother had consumed the one pup that had perished, suffocated by the thin membrane of the placenta that the young mother had failed to remove.
The other four, remaining pups had been little bundles of energy.
Silver that Shines did not experiance much of the trouble that many lone mothers go through; she had whelped her pups in the beginnings of the season of renewal, when life was abundant and begging to be caught.
It was often that she would bring down small game, and even a deer every once and a while. The pups would grow strong, and romp and play under the careful supervision of their mother. They were taught early on how to hide, when to vocalize, and where to go. Under the strict and loving tutelage of their mother, they were taught to survive right from the den.
It was not long that Mother gave the pups names. The eldest daughter was named Long Runs in Night, in honor of her love of the feel of the wind in her fur. The second eldest, a son, was named Sees Far, in commemoration of his keen eyes and of his father. The second daughter was named Silver Winds, after her mother. And the youngest, the runt was named Fierce Joy in Flight, both a prohecy and a mother's hope.
It was when the pups were just beginning to hunt small game that a pack moved into the area. They called themselves the Emerald pack. As it turned out, it was the very pack whence the mother had come from.
The loners were accepted into the folds of family hood.}

"There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road"

_{Life in the pack was different than life within the bubble of solitude that the family had provided. For one, the new additions were thought of as intruders by those somewhat lower on the totem pole. For another, the pups were forced to loose the names that their mother gave them, and assume the suffix 'paw' to the end of their name. Flightpaw, Elation came to be known. A name she had detested.
And when the pups were allowed to loose the suffix 'paw' they were given names such as 'Flightwind' or 'Longrunner'. Awful names to behold.}

"In the sky there is room for only one sun"

_{But it was all bearable. Until the alpha female of the pack, the Lupa, a she-wolf by the name of Gray Skys, became hostile to her sister Silver that Shines. ^{There can be only one breeding female in thise pack!} The two fought, and Gray Skys came out the victor. Silver that Shines was cast out from the folds of family to wander the path of a lone wolf one again.
The pups would have followed their mother, save that she forbid them to leave...}

“Behind every cloud is another cloud”

_{Over the seasons since their mother left, Elation was forced to submit and answer to the name Flightwind. And then, one day, a change was wrought over her, and she fought back.
The wolf she fought was -- next to the alphas, betas, and Healer -- the highest ranking wolf in the pack. How she won, she could not tell you exactly. But she does know how it started, and how it ended.}

"Move it, Flightwind," Jumps Far snarled, and Elation had to supress a snarl of her own. Oh, how she despised the name her aunt had awarded her! How she wished she could hear the sweet syllables of her own true name. Fierce Joy in Flight!
"Are you deaf? I said move it!" The ratty gray dog-wolf said angrily, his fangs bared. He was standing two tail-lengths away from Elation, and rightly so.
He was really quite an arrogant thug. It would have been less trouble to just move around Elation, but no-ooo, he just had to assert his dominance and watch her cringe in the face of his potence. It was insecure, and typical male. All balls and no brain.
"Hoolies and high Illius, Flightwind," Jumps Far raged, "You will suffer for this insubordianation!" And the dog jumped Elation, fully prepared to beat submission into her scrawny frame.
'NO!' Her inner self screamed. 'Not again! NO!'
In normal circumstances, she would have abased herself and begged for forgiveness. But not this time. THis time, she would not humiliate herself for the pleasure and whim of a power-hungry self-serving dog-wolf!
And she met his attack with a fierce and power-hungry rage of her own.

When the fight was over, the young she-wolf was the victor, and the older dog was dead. The smallest wolf in the pack was now the most powerful and dominant un-ranked member of the Family. And none will forget the sight of the bloodied muzzle, nor the hungry sheen of eye. The small, delicate, submissive wolf was proven to be a warrior in her own right.
And no one disputed her right to her true name...