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his place to the Moon-Dog.”
    â€œBossy old Sun-Dog,” growled Lucky, a grin in his gruff voice. “But I expect the First Dogs liked being able to hunt all day.”
    â€œOh, no, they did not! The First Dogs were always tired, because they couldn’t sleep in the light of the Sun-Dog. And the Moon-Dog felt sorry for them. She has always looked after dogs, and given them peace to howl and love and rest and sleep, so that they needn’t always be hunting.
    â€œSo she set off to speak to the Wind-Dogs. She knew they too loved dogs. Ever since Earth-Dog was born and the world came to be, the Wind-Dogs have loved to play with dogs, chasingand racing them, and the dogs have loved the Wind-Dogs back. And the Wind-Dogs, of course, loved the swift-dogs best of all. Because only swift-dogs could really keep up with them.”
    â€œHmph,” grunted Lucky, but he gave a sigh of contentment.
    â€œSo the Moon-Dog asked the Wind-Dogs to chase away the Sun-Dog, and after a long struggle, they did. Now Moon-Dog could look over the world eternally, and the First Dogs could have peace and rest.”
    â€œWell, that was good, then.” Lucky was back in his mock pup-voice.
    â€œIt certainly wasn’t, young dog!” Alpha was really playing up the role of Mother-Dog, thought Storm sleepily. “The First Dogs could never hunt, you see, and they grew hungry! They slept all the time, but were never warm, because the sky was forever cold.
    â€œSo the Sun-Dog and the Moon-Dog and the Wind-Dogs at last came together to make a pact. The Wind-Dogs agreed to let Sun-Dog run for half the day, so long as he went to his rest and let the Moon-Dog take the other half. So from that day on, Sun-Dog and Moon-Dog shared the sky, and the true lives of dogs could begin—hunting in the daytime, and resting in the night.”
    As the two older dogs fell quiet again, Storm found she was drowsy after all. Listening to her Alpha, she had felt like a pupagain. But she would have had better questions than Lucky. . . .
    Why would the powerful Sun-Dog run from the Wind-Dogs, Alpha? The strongest dog is always the one who gives orders. That’s how it should be. . . .
    She had almost drifted back into a doze when violent barking shattered her peace and sent her jumping to her paws. She squeezed out of her den and shook off the fuzzy drowsiness. There was no point pretending to sleep anymore.
    Her eyes fell on Sunshine as the little Omega scrambled to her paws nearby. The small dog’s black button-eyes looked anxious and fearful. Poor Sunshine tried so hard to be a Wild Dog, but her fluffy little body was not as well suited to the wilderness as the other dogs’. Storm gave her a reassuring whine and licked her nose.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” whimpered the Omega. “Why is there more fighting?”
    â€œIt’s just the patrol dogs squabbling again,” Storm told Sunshine with a sigh. She felt more annoyed with them for upsetting Sunshine than for disturbing her own sleep.
    â€œDon’t you dare think you can take over,” came Thorn’s snarling voice. “You left this Pack, Twitch! You went off to find another one, a mad Pack. Just because you came back to fight the Fierce Dogs, it doesn’t mean you’re in charge now.”
    A dog brushed past Storm’s shoulder on his way toward the quarreling dogs, and her ears pricked when she saw it was Lucky. He’ll sort them out , she thought grimly, and followed him.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” their golden-furred Beta demanded.
    Thorn’s head snapped around, and her eyes widened. “Beta!” She licked her jaws, then clenched her fangs, and sat on her haunches. Her voice grew stronger and clearer. “I want to make a challenge. I’m challenging Twitch!”
    Storm took a breath with shock, looking from Twitch to Thorn. “That’s not fair!”
    Thorn stepped one aggressive pace toward her.