Chapter 8: Humphrey's Rally

It wasn't long after the sound of the trucks started echoing throughout the valley that all hostilities were forgotten and every wolf, Rouge au not, evacuated. What was once a clamor of the sounds of battle was now quieter than a graveyard.

After the humans were driven off after Humphrey was shot, they returned to the town and explained the whole situation to the local police. The town eventually decided to track down these obviously dangerous Mbwa mwitu loups and get rid of them.

The population of the entire town set out, armed with guns and tracking dogs, a total force of around 600-750 people and a mix of around 20 mbwa which consisted off bloodhounds, German Shepherds, and a few others. The town followed the original task force to where Humphrey had been shot and there, they found a large pool of blood, and with it, a bloody trail leading off into the woods. They followed it until it eventually led to a sandstone cliff with many large caves dug out in the sides.

The trail led into one of the larger ones and then turned around and started heading back into the forest. But this new trail wasn't as pronounced and obvious to the human eye. But the scent remained strong and the dogs' noses picked it up easily. They soon picked up the trail and over the course of many long hours, it eventually led them to Jasper, were battle was raging.

Back at Humphrey's den, the distraction of the approaching trucks allowed Stinky and Humphrey to slip away. It was only after the scent of armed men filled the air that King and the Rogue Mbwa mwitu loups retreated, too. Both packs fled into the trees on the far side of the valley where their differences of opinion were the last things on their minds. Well, maybe second-to-last seeing as how they were still separated into two groups, each discussing how to deal with the human invasion.

Humphrey mostly stayed out of the discussion because something else was on his mind. He knew that if both packs didn't put aside their differences, no one would come out of this alive. After around five dakika of silence from him, Humphrey finally decided to speak up.

"Look," he said, loud enough to gain the attention of a couple of Rogues, as well as his pack. "I know we all might have differences of opinion, and I get it. Over the past couple of years we've fought over many things. Some things we fought over made perfect sense, others, not so much. And, come on, most of what we fought over was just utterly pointless."

This resulted in a few laughs from both packs, but not many.

"But now it's time to put our differences aside and forget all of that. Right now, this very moment, we need to either stand together, au not at all. This is the moment where no matter what we accused each other of in the past, whether it was over stealing food, au something else that was completely stupid, we need to fight together with one another instead of against each other. We need to stand up and fight back if we are to survive this. I'm not making any of wewe come with me, but wewe have to decide now, in au out."

There was a moment of silence as Humphrey's words worked their way into the deepest, darkest parts of the Rogues. Then, Garth turned to Humphrey.

"I'm in," and with that, one kwa one, the entirety of the Western Pack agreed.

"Are wewe with us?" Humphrey asked King.

A look of regret began to form on King's face as he knew that he had no choice.

"Yes, but only this once, seeing as how we appear to have a common enemy. But it does not mean that we are friends. Nor does it make up for what's happened. Right now, we are only allies because we have to be."

Humphrey nodded in acknowledgement.

Kate walked over to Humphrey.

"I'm with you," she said.

Humphrey looked back at her.

"Till the end?"

"Till death do us part."

A smile slowly appeared on Humphrey's face.

"Alright!" he said, turning around to face the now united pack. "Here's the plan."