Whispers Of the Night

Chapter 1

The sun was setting in. Its beautiful colors filled the sky.
I laid on the ground listening to the spirits voices. They floated in the air with so much beauty like little fireflies. I envied them so much. They were happy and seemed like they didn't have a care in the world. While in contrast I was depressed and alone. It's been this way ever since I lost my family. Things aren't the same anymore. I've trained myself, I'm stronger now; not like that pathetic little girl I used to be. I get off of the ground and begin walking back to my cabin. I live in the forest, this way I have more freedom. I don't have to hide who I truly am. I can be myself.
I open the door and walk into my comfy living room. I sit on the couch and turn the T.V on. After an hour of watching The Walking Dead I began to feel hungry. I got off of the couch and began walking towards the kitchen. I made myself some spaghetti with meatballs, and for dessert I made chocolate chip cookies. The fragrance of the cookies hit my nostrils the instant I took them out of the oven. My stomach began to growl. I quickly sat down and began to eat. Once I finished my spaghetti, I grabbed a cookie, and stuffed it in my mouth. The chocolate began to melt on my tongue.
After finishing my delicious dinner. I went to my room. I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I haven't been able to sleep as much as I used to because when I do my nightmares come to haunt me. Slowly the sound of the crickets little melody made me drift off to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning panting and sweating. I had once again lived through my packs death. My hands were shaking. I got out of my bed and was hit by the cold air. I grabbed my sweater and put it on. Its warmth welcomed me. I slowly walked to the kitchen and made eggs with bacon. I slowly ate my food.
I couldn't stop thinking about my pack. I just needed to clear off my mind so I decided to go out for a run.
I got out of my cabin and shifted into my wolf. After the pain subsided I stretches out my back. My fur is a mixture of orange, brown, white, and a reddish color.
I felt like testing my skills so I ran towards hunting grounds. I sniffed the air and looked around. My eyes landed on the perfect target, a white tailed deer. I crouched down and began to stalk my prey. I was about to launch my attack when a twig snapped. This alarmed my prey and it began to runaway. I growled out in frustration. I swear I was going to kill whoever interrupted me.
I looked around, but I came to no avail. I began to go back when I saw a figure behind a bush.

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First chapter is finished. I hope you liked it. This is my first 🐾werewolf story so don't judge.

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