Treasure

Treasure padded up the worn path uncertainly. Was he making the right decision? He didn't know. But when it came down to it, he was more than ready to aid a pack, hopefully being able to survive the harsh treatment of Coldmoon itself, while waiting for the season to be over. Treasure was an expert stalker, or so he was told. Reaching the end of the path, he stared down at the large grouping of wolves in the clearing below him. Leaping down, he took bounding strides until he was met with the sky-blue eyes of lead of The Fallen Stars, Sky Fall. She smiled kindly down at him, before asking if he had made a decision. Treasure replied affirmatively, stilling the shaking of one of his paws with the other. This was a big choice. But he was ready.

Sky Fall stood, throwing her head back to howl to the moon. All around her, the rest of her packmates joined in. Treasure felt a warm sensation spread through his body, starting from his heart. There was a flash of gold, and his eyes burned in agony. He cried out in pain, and the howling wolves stopped at once. Sky Fall moved forward, a question in her eyes before she spoke it.

"Are you alright?"

Treasure whimpered in pain, closing his eyes. Like that he stood, for white a long time. Once he did open his eyes, He could see Sky Fall clearly looking at him in surprise. He walked towards a pool of water near him, and stared down into it. A slightly-unfamiliar wolf stared back. His once-yellow eyes had turned the exact shade of Sky Fall's, and two golden slashes ran through them. Feeling eyes on him, Treasure turned once more toward the other wolves. Making up his mind. he started howling. Uncertainly at first, the rest joined in. Treasure smiled into the wolves' song, letting his emotions pour out.

Once they had all calmed, Treasure felt different. He knew why. He was immortal now.