Wolf Child

Wolf Child Wolf Child

Status: In Progress

Genre: Fantasy

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

when a young girl stumbles onto mythical creatures, what will become of her? will she stay with them, and help them in their time of need, or will she go home, to resume her normal life? ether way shes bound to have hardships.

Summary

when a young girl stumbles onto mythical creatures, what will become of her? will she stay with them, and help them in their time of need, or will she go home, to resume her normal life? ether way shes bound to have hardships.

Chapter1 (v.1) - This Is How I Die?

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 09, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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The snow crunched underneath my black winter boots. My small nose, red from Father Winters breath, my plump lips, chapped from the howling of the wind. I wrapped my heavy white coat around me, as I hurried throw the forest. The scent of the night so crisp, and in some way innocent. The new moon providing no light, the bare trees giving an ominous feeling in the light of my lantern, the dark weathered wood twisted in the most unnatural ways, curling towards the diamond speckled heavens. As if taunting such holiness with its own wickedness. Off in the distance wolves howl, as if asking why I would be out on such a night. The answer was simple. My grandmother was sick, pneumonia, I think my mother called it.

My mother wanted me to bring her some medication from the local doctor. That whack job probably put brandy in the bottle, and sold it to my naive mother. Why she trusted him I will never know. Then again, she always had a thing for doctors, especially tall, dark haired, blue eyed ones, with a voice like velvet. She must have gone to see him by now. I've always know about her affair with that man. Maybe that was the true reason she bought his crap medication.

I groan out loud as, I think about her and the doctor, it left a bad taste in my mouth. I wonder if I should ever tell her how he has been trying to make advances on me. She would be horrified that he would want me more than her. Even at the age of nineteen, I should be married by now. But no men in the village has sparked even a mild bit of my interest, let alone my eye. I am getting up there in age, but how can I settle down if I am not yet in love? I guess I'll just be a spinster, it works for my aunt, why should I be any different.

Pulling myself from my thoughts I notice that I wondered off the path, and that a heavy sheet of white is falling from the sky. Frantically looking around for my trail of foot prints, but they have already been covered, by the thick layer of innocents. The howling of the wolves have grown closer, and more hungry. How could I have been so stupid? In dismay I turn around and head back the way I came from. Maybe if I walk in a straight line, I'll find my way back. That's my only hope.

The temperature is dropping at a steady rate, the cloud of breath existing my dry mouth causing my vision to fog ever so slightly. Sniffling with a stuffed and numb nose. I cover it in my chilled, black wool gloves, trying to bring some warmth to it. Everything looks the same, I have no idea if I am progressing, or getting further and further from my target. My guess is, the distance is growing, seeing as how, I am now surrounded by ever greens. There are no ever greens around my small mountain village. The foliage is so thick, the night so dark, I have no clue what is in front of me. But if I stop, I'll freeze to death...but that is already happening. With heavy legs I trudge on, only to slip on a patch of frozen snow. My body falls forward, desperately I hurl my arms in front of me, dropping my lantern, the small hinged door pops open, the fire going out. I let out a cry of agony as the light goes out, my skin too numb to feel the scratches all up and down my arms from the sharp thin needles of the trees. The snow crunching under my heavy body, and hands as I push myself up.

“Shit, that really hurt, and now I can't see. What am I going to do? I can't give up...but I also can't keep moving around like this.” I murmurer to myself letting out a sigh, my eyes slide shut. “What will I do?” I sink down to the ground In a small heap, hugging my knees to my chest, letting out a long shaky warm gust. As I grow silent I can hear something, approaching. It sounds like multiple foot falls. No with that speed and sound it's more like paws. The loader the pounding becomes, the closet these things get. I can now hear the pants of the animals, heavy and fast. A musky scent rolling off of them, as well as a coppery hint, almost like...blood. My numb body stiffens as my pulse pounds in my ears, I can feel the blood coursing through my veins, pumping throw my frantic heart beats. The sound of their approach is defining, the ground trembling, or maybe that's just me. But just as soon as it started, it all stopped, but that panting is still there. Oh please god no. That was right in my ear, my hair ruffling with it's warm, horrid breath.

Slowly I lift my head up to peer around me, the darkness giving no sign of what is in front of me, but it's breath sucker punches me in the face, with its wicked scent. That is definitely some sort of dog, the wolves must have fond me. But why haven't their teeth ripped into my pail flesh, their claws tarring away at my skin, separating it from my bones. all to have my flesh slide down their throats to satisfy their hunger, their blood lust. It just doesn't make sense. The Breathing suddenly changes, from a panting dogs breath, to that of an out of breath human, It sounds female, and a young one at that, but that can't be. A small hand grabs hold of my wrist, as a voice like a wind chime rings out.

“You can't just lay there lady. You'll be buried by snow, come with us. We'll keep you safe till the blizzard passes.” With out a word I allow her to pull me to my feet, and drag behind her, throw the pitch blackness, and to where I hope would be safety.

I must be going crazy. My mother always told me not to talk to strangers. But now I am letting a girl take me to God knows where, where God knows who will be waiting. Also...where the hell are the wolfs?! I heard them, smelt them, was sure I would die by their hand...err...paws. What have I gotten myself into? 


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