A Wolf's Tale - Chapter 4: New LifeThe days became weeks inside the house, and the thought of my old family faded away. Bocoe was getting use to me, and would even huddle close to me like he would his father. It made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Snively chose to say with his Uncle for a month or two, but didn’t mention why.
I did, however, take notice at how Ivo was rarely anywhere to be seen. I looked inside his room, which was larger than the others and had the most comfy bed I have ever felt, but he was no were inside it. I also checked the larger shower room, the one with the shower and the large hot tube, but he wasn’t in there, either. I finally checked the basement, making sure the two boys and Snively were nowhere close by. Slowly, I slipped inside, seeing his shadow. “Ivo, you down there,” I said in a low tone, trying not to spoke him.
“Yes. Who is it?”
“It’s me; Sleet.” I walked down, closing the door behind me so the boys wouldn’t follow. “Wh
A Wolf's Tale - Chapter 3: Enter Snively“Decoe, Bocoe, I’m home!”
“Da, Cousin Snively!”
“Oh, he’s still sleeping. We didn’t want to wake him. You were right Da; he’s really nice.”
My ears twitched at the sound of voices, but I just curled tighter into my ball. It didn’t dawn on me that the two bodies were missing from my sides…or the fact that I was in a ball, for that matter. I remember a figure in my dream, a large, muscular creature with sharp, Emerald eyes that made me feel wonderful. But that was all I could remember.
I felt the bed shift, as if someone was sitting down on it. I twitched my legs a bit, to get back to a comfortable position, and let out a tired sigh. “Sleet, make up.” My ear twitched. I didn’t want to wake up. I wanted to sleep forever. I wanted to meet this figure. “Snively, why don’t you make some breakfast? I need to wake him up.”
Snively; why did this
A Wolf's Tale - Chapter 2: HomeI was asleep for longer then I remembered. I opened my eyes ever so slowly, and they adjusted to the darkened room. I let out a long, pleasing yawn, and let off a stretch that could have lasted a life time. Shaking for the first time in ages was when I felt baggy clothing around me. I looked around again, seeing I was in a large room, and sitting on a bed. This bed was so comfortable, unlike the horrible hole I had to sleep in before. I looked over my shoulder, seeing a desk and a wardrobe.
Then, I saw the man sitting at the desk, smiling as our eyes made contacted. I yelped, falling off my wonderful bed. “Oh my goodness, are you ok,” he asked me as I got up. I felt his hand gently place on mine, and I felt loved. “I didn’t mean to spook you.”
I found a lamp desk next to my bed now by heading it with my head. “Oh, I’m fine. I have never been better than this in a very long time.”
“Well…dinner is almost ready. I finished killi
A Wolf's Tale: Chapter 1-WelcomeI followed my brother’s spirit through the forest; the forest where Hail had died so many years ago. He kept telling me to look up for a pure white dove. I did so, but saw nothing but darkness. Hunger made me dizzy, and I got tired from walking so long, and even begged my brother for us to stop. “No, Sleet. Don’t worry, everything will be fine. We are almost there, I can hear her.”
“Her? Who,” I saw the white dove. She flapped her wings, and disappeared, along with my brother. “HAIL!” I ran, confused, in the direction the dove came from, smacking into a man.
He was in deep panic, panting and wheezing. “Ma, please…” he cried lightly, almost to a whimper. “Where are you?” He looked up at me, and I got a good look into his eyes. They were very dark blue, around a Navy blue, and held fear and sorrow inside them. He backed up, bowing his head. “I am so sorry! I was…I was following my mother, see.....
A Wolf's Tale - PrologPicture this: You are minding your own business, moving, twitching, eating from a tub, and having not a care in the world. Sleeping day in and day out in a water haven, not even knowing where you really were; you don’t really care where you were, to be honest. It was a much, relaxing life, living in a womb.
I can’t remember it, nor do I want to. My eyes were shut, along with my ears and noise, that much I know and I never really left my brother’s side, I was later told by my mum, surprisingly.
She would move a lot, and some weird object always hit our safe womb. Turns out she was mating with another wolf. How typical of my mother. She never did seem to stop having it.
When our time grew near for us to finally leave the womb, she had stopped eating. Why? I don’t know. She was a crazy bitch that was having her first litter of two! Two, grey puff balls. Not the normal of four to six…but two