MOON

READ SLOWLY, LET THE WORDS

SINK IN AND THE SOUNDS

Drip, drop, drip, drop

Where am I? Who am I?

Clink, clink, clink

"She still hasn't woken, sky?." said a teenage voice.

"Afraid not, she was in pretty bad shape when we found her at the creek, disgusting how some rouges are, lucky they did not...proceed any further than beating up the young pup" said a soothing female voice

I felt my waist length raven hair being pushed behind my ear. And then the shuffling of feet walking away. I couldn't move my body, it felt so heavy and my throat was hoarse.

'Everybody get out!...NOW!'

My eyes snapped open. That voice who was that?

"The girly is a-awake, sky-e" chirped a little boy voice. I heard little feet running up to where I was laying. And then a red-eyed, blond-haired 7 year old stood over me. Red eyes....

I gazed around the vast cave I was laying in. There was a pool of water at the far left of my eyesight and a rainbow reflection danced on the roof of the cavern. The sound of wooden wind chimes filled the air. And the heat of a fire warmed my face.

"Ahhh!" My eyes snapped back to the little boy "Stop please, i-it ti-ckles!"

A white-brown wolf cub was licking the poor by. Cute..wait it's just a wolf, not a werewolf?

Werewolf..... I'm a werewolf

"Delilah! Leave Jason alone"

The wolf pup whimpered and disappeared into one of the holes in the walls.

"What's your name, young pup?" Asked a brown-eyed, bald 19-year-old, she had tribal swirl tattoos covering her head and her voice held wisdom and authority.

"I'm Skyler, that's Jason" she said pointing to the little boy, "and he's River" she turned her head towards a blond-haired, blue-eyed teenager, he looked around 13, my age.... If that's my age...

'Your eyes look like the moon, holding so much wisdom, wonder and adventure. You'll see great things, my little moon'

"M-moon" I croaked

"Moon? What a pretty name, suits your eyes" Skyler smiled "You should be able to move in a couple of days, but for the mean time we will take care of you"

"Who-who are you?" I asked

"Where the midnight star pack, others might call us rouges, outcasts... But we still think of ourselves as a pack, even though it might be small"

"Rouges..Outcasts?"

"Yep, just like you!" Jason smirked

Just like - me?

AUTHORS NOTE:

Thanx for reading, this story has a great plot and it's gonna be good....I hope :)

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NEXT POV WILL BE RIVERS

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