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If
ever
a
creature
was
the
enemy
of
its
kind
,
White
Fang
was
that
creature
.
He
asked
no
quarter
,
gave
none
.
He
was
continually
marred
and
scarred
by
the
teeth
of
the
pack
,
and
as
continually
he
left
his
own
marks
upon
the
pack
.
Unlike
most
leaders
,
who
,
when
camp
was
made
and
the
dogs
were
unhitched
,
huddled
near
to
the
gods
for
protection
,
White
Fang
disdained
such
protection
.
He
walked
boldly
about
the
camp
,
inflicting
punishment
in
the
night
for
what
he
had
suffered
in
the
day
.
In
the
time
before
he
was
made
leader
of
the
team
,
the
pack
had
learned
to
get
out
of
his
way
.
But
now
it
was
different
.
Excited
by
the
day-long
pursuit
of
him
,
swayed
subconsciously
by
the
insistent
iteration
on
their
brains
of
the
sight
of
him
fleeing
away
,
mastered
by
the
feeling
of
mastery
enjoyed
all
day
,
the
dogs
could
not
bring
themselves
to
give
way
to
him
.
When
he
appeared
amongst
them
,
there
was
always
a
squabble
.
His
progress
was
marked
by
snarl
and
snap
and
growl
.
The
very
atmosphere
he
breathed
was
surcharged
with
hatred
and
malice
,
and
this
but
served
to
increase
the
hatred
and
malice
within
him
.
When
Mit-sah
cried
out
his
command
for
the
team
to
stop
,
White
Fang
obeyed
.
At
first
this
caused
trouble
for
the
other
dogs
.
All
of
them
would
spring
upon
the
hated
leader
only
to
find
the
tables
turned
.
Behind
him
would
be
Mit-sah
,
the
great
whip
singing
in
his
hand
.
So
the
dogs
came
to
understand
that
when
the
team
stopped
by
order
,
White
Fang
was
to
be
let
alone
.
But
when
White
Fang
stopped
without
orders
,
then
it
was
allowed
them
to
spring
upon
him
and
destroy
him
if
they
could
.
After
several
experiences
,
White
Fang
never
stopped
without
orders
.
He
learned
quickly
.
It
was
in
the
nature
of
things
,
that
he
must
learn
quickly
if
he
were
to
survive
the
unusually
severe
conditions
under
which
life
was
vouchsafed
him
.
But
the
dogs
could
never
learn
the
lesson
to
leave
him
alone
in
camp
.
Each
day
,
pursuing
him
and
crying
defiance
at
him
,
the
lesson
of
the
previous
night
was
erased
,
and
that
night
would
have
to
be
learned
over
again
,
to
be
as
immediately
forgotten
.
Besides
,
there
was
a
greater
consistence
in
their
dislike
of
him
.
They
sensed
between
themselves
and
him
a
difference
of
kind
--
cause
sufficient
in
itself
for
hostility
.
Like
him
,
they
were
domesticated
wolves
.
But
they
had
been
domesticated
for
generations
.
Much
of
the
Wild
had
been
lost
,
so
that
to
them
the
Wild
was
the
unknown
,
the
terrible
,
the
ever-menacing
and
ever
warring
.
But
to
him
,
in
appearance
and
action
and
impulse
,
still
clung
the
Wild
.
He
symbolised
it
,
was
its
personification
:
so
that
when
they
showed
their
teeth
to
him
they
were
defending
themselves
against
the
powers
of
destruction
that
lurked
in
the
shadows
of
the
forest
and
in
the
dark
beyond
the
camp-fire
.
But
there
was
one
lesson
the
dogs
did
learn
,
and
that
was
to
keep
together
.
White
Fang
was
too
terrible
for
any
of
them
to
face
single-handed
.
They
met
him
with
the
mass-formation
,
otherwise
he
would
have
killed
them
,
one
by
one
,
in
a
night
.
As
it
was
,
he
never
had
a
chance
to
kill
them
.
He
might
roll
a
dog
off
its
feet
,
but
the
pack
would
be
upon
him
before
he
could
follow
up
and
deliver
the
deadly
throat-stroke
.
At
the
first
hint
of
conflict
,
the
whole
team
drew
together
and
faced
him
.
The
dogs
had
quarrels
among
themselves
,
but
these
were
forgotten
when
trouble
was
brewing
with
White
Fang
.
On
the
other
hand
,
try
as
they
would
,
they
could
not
kill
White
Fang
.
He
was
too
quick
for
them
,
too
formidable
,
too
wise
.
He
avoided
tight
places
and
always
backed
out
of
it
when
they
bade
fair
to
surround
him
.
While
,
as
for
getting
him
off
his
feet
,
there
was
no
dog
among
them
capable
of
doing
the
trick
.
His
feet
clung
to
the
earth
with
the
same
tenacity
that
he
clung
to
life
.
For
that
matter
,
life
and
footing
were
synonymous
in
this
unending
warfare
with
the
pack
,
and
none
knew
it
better
than
White
Fang
.
So
he
became
the
enemy
of
his
kind
,
domesticated
wolves
that
they
were
,
softened
by
the
fires
of
man
,
weakened
in
the
sheltering
shadow
of
man
's
strength
.
White
Fang
was
bitter
and
implacable
.
The
clay
of
him
was
so
moulded
.
He
declared
a
vendetta
against
all
dogs
.
And
so
terribly
did
he
live
this
vendetta
that
Grey
Beaver
,
fierce
savage
himself
,
could
not
but
marvel
at
White
Fang
's
ferocity
.
Never
,
he
swore
,
had
there
been
the
like
of
this
animal
;
and
the
Indians
in
strange
villages
swore
likewise
when
they
considered
the
tale
of
his
killings
amongst
their
dogs
.
When
White
Fang
was
nearly
five
years
old
,
Grey
Beaver
took
him
on
another
great
journey
,
and
long
remembered
was
the
havoc
he
worked
amongst
the
dogs
of
the
many
villages
along
the
Mackenzie
,
across
the
Rockies
,
and
down
the
Porcupine
to
the
Yukon
.
He
revelled
in
the
vengeance
he
wreaked
upon
his
kind
.
They
were
ordinary
,
unsuspecting
dogs
.
They
were
not
prepared
for
his
swiftness
and
directness
,
for
his
attack
without
warning
.
They
did
not
know
him
for
what
he
was
,
a
lightning-flash
of
slaughter
.
They
bristled
up
to
him
,
stiff-legged
and
challenging
,
while
he
,
wasting
no
time
on
elaborate
preliminaries
,
snapping
into
action
like
a
steel
spring
,
was
at
their
throats
and
destroying
them
before
they
knew
what
was
happening
and
while
they
were
yet
in
the
throes
of
surprise
.
He
became
an
adept
at
fighting
.
He
economised
.
He
never
wasted
his
strength
,
never
tussled
.
He
was
in
too
quickly
for
that
,
and
,
if
he
missed
,
was
out
again
too
quickly
.
The
dislike
of
the
wolf
for
close
quarters
was
his
to
an
unusual
degree
.
He
could
not
endure
a
prolonged
contact
with
another
body
.
It
smacked
of
danger
.
It
made
him
frantic
.
He
must
be
away
,
free
,
on
his
own
legs
,
touching
no
living
thing
.
It
was
the
Wild
still
clinging
to
him
,
asserting
itself
through
him
.
This
feeling
had
been
accentuated
by
the
Ishmaelite
life
he
had
led
from
his
puppyhood
.
Danger
lurked
in
contacts
.
It
was
the
trap
,
ever
the
trap
,
the
fear
of
it
lurking
deep
in
the
life
of
him
,
woven
into
the
fibre
of
him
.
In
consequence
,
the
strange
dogs
he
encountered
had
no
chance
against
him
.
He
eluded
their
fangs
.
He
got
them
,
or
got
away
,
himself
untouched
in
either
event
.
In
the
natural
course
of
things
there
were
exceptions
to
this
.
There
were
times
when
several
dogs
,
pitching
on
to
him
,
punished
him
before
he
could
get
away
;
and
there
were
times
when
a
single
dog
scored
deeply
on
him
.
But
these
were
accidents
.
In
the
main
,
so
efficient
a
fighter
had
he
become
,
he
went
his
way
unscathed
.
