When I opened my eyes the trouble began. In my tribe each pup received our names when our lids were pulled back. I was the last of my litter to open mine, and my mother named me Eclipse. I could not tell what she thought of my eyes, but I could with the rest of the pack. They stared at me with wide eyes, whispering under their breaths and pulling their pups away from me. I could not tell what they were staring at, as I was just a pup, but I knew there was something wrong with me. Something that my mother could not hide from me forever. ---- On one summer day, when my siblings and I were a year old, we went on our first hunting trip. Our father took us several miles from our den to a safe hunting ground. There was a small river there with bountiful amounts of fish and a small brush full of rodents. Our father showed us techniques on how to sneak up on prey and how to kill it quickly. I didn't listen very much, there was a feeling gnawing in the back of my mind telling me that I somehow already knew what to do. I later found I was right. Our father assigned us each with a task. Rethier, the oldest, was to catch a hare. Tencener, the middle child was to catch a plump pigeon. I was assigned to catch a fish, a simpler task for the youngest. I grunted at my father and whined, but he would not give in. I ran off in a pout to the small river where my task lied and so did my future. ---- The pond was clear and the bottom was no more than three feet deep. Our home was not yet discovered by humans, so none of the pack members had to worry about human interaction. I laid on the side of the grassy bank with a paw dangling into the cool water. My mind wandered to the many things of my puppy days. I thought of the odd stares and the feeling of emptiness inside myself. I felt a soft current against my fur and turned my red eyes towards the water. At first I thought it was a fish, then I thought it was my reflection, but it was neither of theses things were floating in the water. It then looked to me like a red shadow, but when were shadows red? Its body was wolfish and planted on it's lips was a permanent smile. "He-he-llo?" I barked at it, still shy as a pup. The thing laughed at me sheepishly then vanished. I was terrified and ran back to my father yelping the whole way. My father looked at me like I had seen a ghost, and maybe I did! He just shook off my story as a red fish and took my brothers and I home. ---- After that day I was afraid to go back to that place. I had nightmares about red shadows following me in darkness. My mother worried about me as she said I barked and cried in my sleep. She took me to the pack shaman and he only brought bad news. He told my mother that something was haunting me, something that wouldn't leave my side. I had no idea what he meant at the time, but I would soon know. ----