(Sorry for the major fail, I promise I have an idea to make things interesting.)

(It's fine.)

Kiyiya halted and turned around to face the others.  "Yeah.  We can sleep now.  Aketa, you may get to scouting... Remember, be careful, and just try to find them and then come back before midday tomorrow to report to us on what you found.  Ok?  As for you two," he said to Coheed and Sierra, "Two out of the three of us will be sleeping over on the side of the valley... right in that little patch of grass there."  He pointed to a small patch of grass to the side of the valley with his muzzle.  "However, one of us has to stand guard and be able to stay awake easily.  Now if one of you two want to do it, speak up now.  We can also put two up on the job, if you both want to, and we can also switch off if necessary," Kiy finished.

Sierra spoke up.  "I will," she said softly.  "I'll stand guard and alert you guys if I hear or see anything."

Aketa nodded and ran off, away from the three of them. He had a plan to win the Trials alone. There'd be only one winner. And it would be him. There wasn't the slightest doubt in his mind. He wouldn't even have to fight, but he just find the Gangvar wolves and run. When they chased him, he'd lead them straight back to Sierra, Kiy, and Coheed, and the two groups of wolves would rip eachother to peices while Aketa escaped without a scratch. But first he had to figure out where the Gangvar wolves were. He kept running, for what seemed like hours. Then he actually heard something other than his own footsteps.

"We'll find them in the morning, and get this thing over with. I promise." It sounded like a female wolf's voice, and Aketa slowed down. It was the Gangvar wolves. For sure. He stood behind a bush, and looked at what was ahead of him, where the voice sounded like it had come from. There was only a raven sitting on a low branch of a tree, and it started making noises at him. He narrowed his eyes. The stupid bird's going to give away where I am... He started growling somewhat quietly at the bird.

"Well, sorry, but I found you, sir." It was the same female wolf's voice, but he couldn't see her. He looked around frantically, but saw nothing. Anywhere. It was almost as if she was invisible.

"Yes, I mean you." The voice was scaring him to death, and he realized there was a lot of grass around him. Tall grass. Nervously, he stepped into it, and started walking around. Hopefully away from the voice. He wasn't finding anything at all.

"Oh..."

He whipped his head around, the voice was right behind him.

"What a shame that you won't be going back."

Instead of freaking out, he just froze. He would've been afraid of a simple, normal she-wolf. This one, however, was not normal. She was a gigantic bluish-silver and white she-wolf with orange eyes. She seemed to have absolutely no emotion whatsoever. Her voice had been very, very misleading, and she'd sounded like a pretty normal wolf. She wasn't.

(She looks like this: http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2012/146/1/1/cain___commission_by_fede211295-d515am0.png Except with really bright orange eyes.)

--after Aketa's death--

Sierra stood guard while the others slept.

(Ok that was major fail.  Anyways.  Timeskip to midday tomorrow?)

EDIT: (Also since this was fail I can start that off.)

Sierra growled softly, playfully.  "I was just about to volunteer," she chirped, about matching Kiyiya's quick pace at this time.  Keeping watch all night did not tire her nor bring about the side effects, luckily, and it was quite evident.  However, the current thoughts that ran through her mind a while ago before she had opened her mouth to speak were not so bright.  Sierra had never really.. fit in anywhere.  When she was a pup, she was very much included and her life was a blast, but as she grew older, she became more distant and closed from everybody else, to the point where life was just hunting, the occassional patrol, and watching everybody else in the pack be perfectly fine.  Inside, the white wolf was turmoil; not that anybody knew or would ever notice with her cheerful and upbeat attitude on the outside shell.  Every day she puts on a smile.  Every day no wolf knows that she's just dragging on, waiting for something to happen to make things better, or waiting for age itself so death could come knock on her door and make the real world go away - so perhaps she could be in a better place then.

No one knew anything at all.
And no one would ever know anything.
Last of all, nobody would care when she died and even in wolf-heaven, nobody would know
anything
at
all.

Anyways, Sierra was also pretty good at sneaking around and being quiet, as she was quiet on a daily basis and often snuck about as a pup.  So doing that now would be no different.  She'd come back by midday, too.  Hopefully.  And, most to her liking, unscathed.  But even if she did die... That'd be fine too.
Kiyiya now seemed to contemplate this, and he couldn't really pick one because they basically both wanted to go and proclaimed so at the same time.  Instead of mulling it over, he straight out said, "I really don't know who to pick.  So both of you just tell me why I should pick you.  Coheed, you're up first."

"I will, I will," Sierra said.  She knew she had to be careful and she already was going to be.  She needn't be reminded by this guy, who sort of seemed pretty weird.  Kiyiya just kept going.

(Urgh, I tried pretty hard to think of something to post, but timeskip to nighttime?)

Night had fallen and the stars had begun to climb their way up into the sky, twinkling brightly.  "Sierra, it's about time that you got to scouting.  We've lost ground since waiting for Aketa, so they may be closer than you think - always be on your guard and be very careful.  Good luck.  Coheed and I will be over there," Kiyiya said, pointing to the side of the valley at a spot right next to a small, baby tree.  He laid down and told Coheed to stand guard and that they'd switch off if he needed it.  Then he fell asleep.

Sierra flicked her tail and nodded then ran off.

Sierra trotted back the way they came and noted the scent in the distance that clearly wasn't the group's own.  As she neared the source, a grossly disgusting stench hit her nostrils.  She reeled back in disgust and poked her head in some tall grass...  And there it was.  Aketa's dead, fly-covered body.  EW.  This must mean that the Grissom wolves were near.. And hadn't gone far, for that matter, because they hadn't walked up the way she came any further since scent tracks don't lie and they wouldn't have and hadn't backtracked.  Gargh.  Adjacent to this tall grass was an actual small forest with grass and trees, but it wasn't much.  A fire had actually spread all along this valley, or at least as much of it that wolves had explored.  It was rumored that some of it was still full of life and flourishing.. Somewhere out there...

Sniffing the air, Sierra delicately padded into the forest, being extra careful from now on.  They were close.

(Oh..  Well you know what I meant xD  But anyway, do you want to finish your post by editing or do want me to just go ahead and continue? o3o
-forgot about replying to this-)