The moon was shining brightly in the dark forest, the blinding beams of light swan down into the dusk forest, making its surroundings as if it was underwater. Almost a hundred years has passed since humans have touched down on this earthy ground. But that wouldn’t be like that for long, because not that far away, a teenage girl is running from a starving wolf that got abandoned by its pack of kin.

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(Girl’s Pov)

I couldn’t keep running any further; my legs finally gave up on me. Falling onto the ground, I tried unsuccessfully to catch my breath. Every intake of air I breathed in was like swallowing needles. The freezing air against my feverish and dry throat was unforgiving, unmerciful, and uncaring. Staggering as I got up, I leaned up against the frozen bark of the dead oak tree. Its bark chilled my skin; my skin was cemented onto the very edge, the tree trying to steal my life, to revive its own dead soul. Biting down onto my freezing lip, tearing the skin on my arm, I stifled a whimper as I felt the Luke-warm liquid fall down my arm, staining the pure ground red. Just as I was about to start walking, I heard the howl of my pursuer. A howl that was full of death and loneliness. I felt my heartbeat race, threatening to rip its way out of my chest.

“No, I can’t die here like this…” I groaned, pressing my hand up to my bleeding wound. I was about to take off running when the wolf had finally caught up to me. His dark blue eyes shined in the heavy moonlight, dangerous and threatening. I spun around and I tried to run off. I felt fangs dig into my leg, the fang dug into my skin, tearing into the muscles and skin, making me unable to run anymore. Digging my teeth into my bottom lip, I kicked the wolf off of me. I heard his pain filled whine, not bothering to check if he was okay or not, I got a fallen stick from beside me and prepared to defend myself if necessary.

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(Wolf’s Pov)

The girl seemed scared, almost frightened from the sight of me. I can’t help but notice that her hair reminds me of the full moon. I felt more than heard a snarl escape past my snout. I was ready to kill her, but the kick that I received from her stung worse than I thought it would have been. Watching her every movement she made, every exhale of breath, I was waiting till she gave up and let me take her life to save mine from starvation. I couldn’t run any farther, I reached my limit, but so did she. ‘Will she? Will she close her eyes and die? Like I thought I’ve done before?’ the thought crossed my mind, but like I’ve done many times before these long and never-ending nights, I snapped it out with a deep snarl.

Being too busy with my thoughts, I didn’t realize that she was walking away, not running but walking away from me. I wanted to rush her and make this nightmare over, but I couldn’t, not with that stick in her hand. I wasn’t that hungry, I didn’t want to get hurt, or that’s the end of my life and hers for no reason what so ever.

‘What’s this? Her pace is hurried now, is she nearing where she must go?’ I thought franticly, I mustn’t lose my meal, this may be the last time I could eat for a few days. ‘Now it’s the time to pounce. She can’t escape from death!’

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(Girl’s Pov)

I couldn’t walk any farther, but it was so close. The sunset waterfall, it can help me out but I must reach it. Alive. ‘I have to kill the wolf…’ the cruel thought ran through my mind, I have to face my fears, I have to kill a wolf. Closing my eyes and inhaling a deep breath, I spun around to only be tackled by the small but fairly heavy male pup. “Crap it!” I tried to pull him off of me but his weight combined with my over-used muscles that screamed with pain proved too much for me. My arms falling lifelessly to the side, I closed my eyes and waited for the kill. His powerful jaws careful were placed around my neck. ‘All he has to do is a sharp twist.’ I told myself as I waited for darkness to take over and let me have eternal slumber.

It wasn’t of my will, my limbs were unresponsive as I felt my fingers clench around the long forgotten stick. With a scream that I barely recognized as my own, I drove it into the hind leg of the wolf. Howls filled the night, taking my chance, I kicked the wolf off of my body and I was about to run off when the whining finally reached my ears. Turning around, I saw the wolf’s dark blue eyes full of pain, they turned a sky blue, almost as if he was crying.

“No, I have to be crazy.” Cursing my luck that my favorite animal happens to be a wolf, I walked up to it and pressed my knee onto his hind leg, close to the bloody wound and skin. “Now, no snapping or this is staying in there. Got it?” I could have sworn he nodded. Curling my fingers into my old weapon, I yanked as hard as I can at the given time. I heard him howl in pain as the stick finally got out of the mess of skin and clumps of bloody black fur.

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(Wolf’s Pov)

Who was she? Panting heavily, the stick may have been outside but it was now stinging more than ever but that’ll stop in a few hours. ‘Is she going to leave me to die?’ she did the unexpected, she fell down to the ground next to me, her pain twisted in pain, tears falling to the blood soaked ground. I smelt more than my own liquid life staining the air tonight, I realized the other must be her. As I limped towards her, I saw the wound that I have caused her, she shouldn’t have been able to walk, yet alone think about saving me. ‘I must return the favor, her life, for mine own.’ I kneeled down to her bleeding skin and I lapped up the blood. It was sweet but yet irony at the same time. ‘What is she?’. I heard her stifle a soft moan of pain as I cleaned out the wound. She looked tired, her dark red eyes were clouded with sleep and pain.

Red…

Red… why does look so familiar? I don’t have enough time to remember. The teenage girl fell asleep with her head on my stomach, I was planning to fall asleep on her lap, but this is good enough for now at least.

“goodnight… goodnight…” I heard my normal voice, but all others have heard a soft whimper meant only for the moon. A call from a child of the moon… “May you sleep well tonight, girl with hair like the moon on a dark winter night.” I yawned, actually that doesn’t sound so bad at the moment. Closing my eyes, I started to doze off when the sounds of a lonely owl fell into my ears.

While the night was still young, soft whimpers can be heard though out the forest from a crying pup. Searching around, if the whimpers are followed, you’ll find a young wolf, more than likely in his mid teen years. His kind of wolf carries a gene with them, when they reach a certain age, their fur turn silver or white. But at last, he didn’t, his fur turned pitch black just like the night he was born on, along with the rest of his silver brothers, and one older sister. Turning back the clock, to see what has happed to the young wolf, that made him frightened of his own kind…

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(Wolf’s Pov)

Today was going to be the day when we shed our brown coats for something lighter, a sterling silver or an eggshell white, I couldn’t hold my excitement in. following my older sister, I tried to keep with her, but the wind was blowing me backwards two steps every time I lifted up one of my paws. “Angelic! Wait for me! Angelic! Wait for your brother!” I howled at her but my howls shattered in the booming wind. Giving up, I laid down, I wrapped my tail around myself and I started to whine.

“My dear nephew, time to get up.” a deep and startling voice growled in my ear, “don’t you recognize your uncle, Stevenfold?” Stevenfold? He never comes around here unless he has bad news. Lifting my head up from my paws, I looked into the dark black eyes of my uncle’s. yelping as he grabbed me by the back of my neck, my scruff, I whined the whole way there as he dragged me back to the family’s cave.


“Where is that boy!” boomed an older male, his dark blue almost black eyes, darted around looking for me. I was hiding behind my evil uncle, but it was better than dealing with the alpha male when you’re late for anything. “Get your sorry tail over here!” I felt my uncle bow and move, revealing me with my tail between my legs. “Get over here. Now!” his voice was low, but it was almost in a snarl.

“I-I’m coming father” I whined, looking down at the floor, I sauntered over to the harsh male. I was going too slow, so he bit onto my neck and yanked me over to my brothers and sister, they all scolded me for not calling him ‘sir’ or ‘alpha male’.

“Since we are all here, and almost 2 minutes late, thanks to my runt of a son, we have to skip to the change” I felt the daggers in my back as they glared at me… “Who would like to become the first of this generation to become a true, bloody, and fierce hunter of the pack?” no one yipped, no one even whimpered. “Really now?”

Some one lifted onto their hind legs jumping over us, her ears up high and proud to become the first one to complete the change this year. “I’ll like to volunteer Alpha male.” her voice was like honey mixed with the berries the birds eat, sweet to the taste but once you had too much, it kills you.

Father, I mean sir, looked like he could almost smile at her, but wolves cannot smile, so why should he try? “My dear and sweet Angelic, I welcome you into my heart.” she howled happily, I couldn’t understand their howls for some odd reason when they speak happily or angry. “No, no Angelic, don’t call me that anymore. Call me Father once you get your coat of soul silver.” she closed her eyes and waited for the transformation to start. “Prepare yourself Angelic!” he howled as he chomped down on her neck.

A pain filled howl filled the small cave, her light honey brown coat stained bloody red as her life spilled down her neck onto the ground. I wanted to run to her and protect her, but I couldn’t, no one was aloud, but no one cared… she laid down in the pool of the bloody mud, struggling to get up, but with no success, she whined in pain as she looked up into her father’s eyes. “F-father…” the word bubbled in her mouth as blood foamed in her mouth. “What…” she coughed, her breathing is labored but short. She howled in pain as her fur coat started to change color into one of the shiniest silvers I’ve seen in my year of living. She tried to get up but landed back onto her stomach, her silver fur turning red with blood on the pit of her belly.

“My daughter, you’ve completed the change, now time to get up and claim your rightful place in the pack for as long as you live” his voice has gone soft, almost caring as he leaned her shaking body against his. “Shhh my faithful pup, rest now with Stevenfold, he’ll watch over you.” he laid her down to rest as he grabbed my brother next to, tearing into his skin he licked his snout as he watched his son scream in pain.


All of my brothers and cousins went through the process, everyone but me, the mutt of the group… when it was my turn, I ran towards him, eager to get rid of this dirty brown coat, but I ended slipping in blood that has been spilled. Once I had gotten up, their has been gasps and snarls running though the cave. “Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t worry!” I felt my tail start to wag, “I got it, no worries. I can make… it…” every one is glaring at me, one even snapped at me. “Alpha male?” I asked my father. He snarled at me, his bloody snout and teeth looking dangerous.

“Do not talk to me” he snapped at my feet, yelping, I jumped backwards, bumping into Stevenfold, his face was grave, “Stevenfold is this the reason why you came?”

I felt my uncle nod as I heard soft rumbling growls emitting from my only uncle. “Yes, I tried to warn you countless times about this one. His black fur only means death for the family, death for him.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, before I turned around, I felt a strong grip around my neck. Screaming in pain and horror, he snapped my neck and my world went dark…