A quiet yet fierce growl echoed from the cave. We looked at the dark cave, and saw a pair of yellow glowing eyes. Two more pairs of eyes appeared from the darkness, making both Claire and Kronz take a fearful step back.
Okay, so where the heck do those timberwolves come from, anyway?
A vicious growl echoed, and soon, the three timberwolves jumped out of the cave and quickly came rushing towards us. Claire hid herself behind me, shouting from fear as she held both my shoulders with her hands, while my brother took another step back and used his laptop to cover his face.
Me? Oh nothing, for I was just watching the three small timberwolves rushing towards us. They may still be timberwolves, but, they look more like timberpups now... I mean, those three are like the size of a regular two or three month old puppy. They reached me and bit my jeans, and pulled and pulled as they shook their heads, as if they were trying to rip my jeans off.
I arched them an eyebrow as Claire and Kronz recovered themselves, and stared confusedly at the three wood pups, still busy trying to pull my jeans off. They said something, but this powerful headache of mine became powerfully painful, as if my brain was a drum, and this stupid headache was a rock band drummer. Ugh, I rubbed my head as the two small timberwolves let go of my jeans and started scratching and biting Claire and Kronz's feet.
As Claire and Kronz tip-toed away from the small attackers, this timberwolf of mine started climbing up on my jeans, its small claws painfully sticking through my jeans and skin. I started kicking my foot around, to send this little devil off of me, while Claire was running around as she was chased by a pup, and my brother was trying to squish another with an iron bar he found lying around somewhere.
The pup was on my waist now, so I grabbed it with both my hands, evading its waving front paws in the process, and I started pulling it off of me. Claire slipped, and the pup bit her jacket, and started to try and rip it. Kronz was chasing the pup that managed to steal his shoe.
I pulled the little annoying pup at last. I was about to throw it away when I noticed that its claws were still attached on my waist. I looked down and saw the leftovers were turning into a smaller version of the pup. I blinked. I looked at the one in my grasp, and saw that it was also turning into a small pup.
I was about to smash the little critter on the ground, but a sudden realization struck me dead on my tracks. If I do that, then I'll just be making smaller versions of this pup... Darn it...
Claire managed to grab a large rock and smashed the pup with it, while Kronz was able to catch the one who stole his shoe, and he instantly smashes it on the ground.
Oh, great... Now there are six of them...
Claire was startled and was trying to stand up, but in her haste, she slipped and slipped, until a small pup jumped on her head and started messing with her hair while the other bit her jacket and started pulling her.
Kronz was having a pull-fight as he tried pulling his shoe from a pup, and while keeping his other shoe in place, as it was being pulled by another pup.
Claire managed to grab and throw the pup on her head and angrily pulled her jacket off of the pup's grip. She quickly stood back up and ran away.
I yelped as the one on my waist started climbing up again, and I accidentally freed the one on my hand for it gave me a nasty scratch. I clenched my teeth and tried pulling this one on my waist as I waved a foot in front of the eager-to-attack pup on the ground.
As soon as I pulled this pup off of my waist, the one on the ground bit my shoe and immediately pulled back, making me lose my balance. I fell on the ground flat on my back. My head hit the ground, and I am sure it was painful, but I was busy with the headache to even register how painful my head hitting the ground was. I opened my eyes and saw the video camera beside me. It was still playing, and the scene was showing me of the scientists being killed by the large timberwolf.
My vision was blocked by a small timberpup that stopped in front of my face. I immediately rose to a sitting position to evade it's attempt of biting me. I grabbed it and threw it on the other one who was still trying to pull my shoe off.
I quickly looked around, and to my left, I saw a fallen metallic box, probably the one that female scientist was carrying. I stood up and rushed to grab it, while the pups chased after me. The box was empty and unlocked, to my greatest relief. What is more, if my quick calculations are correct, this box would be large enough to put all these six wolves inside.
I bent down, immediately and carefully grabbed the two wolves, and quickly put them inside, and closed the metal lid. I lifted it as I stood up, and I made haste towards Claire, who was nearer to me. We put the pups inside, and then we rushed to my brother.
"Darn it!" my brother cried, "I loved these shoes!" I rolled my eyes as I sat on the metal box, ignoring the chaos going on in there.
While he was checking his shoes, Claire tried fixing her hair, but she stopped, fear was on her face as she slowly moved both her palms in front of her face. Oh, darn... She's wounded!
I was about to stand up when she quickly turned to me. "I-I'm fine. Er... I'll be fine..." She said as she tried to calm herself down.
Even with this headache of mine, I am still concerned of her well-being. "A-are you sure?"
She nodded, and started looking around. "I remember seeing a first-aid kit somewhere..."
As she started walking away, I focused my attention on my brother, who was now standing in front of a box-machine. He settled his laptop on top of it, and he was busy typing and doing stuff. He mumbled something, but the rain and wind were louder. I sighed as I rubbed my aching head. Oh yeah, I did received a text message earlier.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I did received a new message...from mom? I opened it as Claire stood beside me, leaning a bit to get a better look on my phone.
"You guys better not be having a threesome somewhere, or else!"
I blushed...furiously...as I immediately closed the message.
"I'll pretend I didn't read that..." Claire's trembling voice reached my ears as she quickly walked away as soon as I was about to look at her. She had a white towel on her head now.