Nameless

Chapter 6

It's amazing how much your life can change in just a week. It's crazy to think about how lost I had been. Every hour that had past since my transformation left me with a sense of accomplishment. I seemed to sink into myself the longer I spent as a tiger. I was not longer helpless, or ordinary. I had something, something that was special. Something that no one else could ever take away from me.

I laughed out loud at nothing in particular. I was deep in the forest, not to be spotted. I proceeded to strip down to my underwear. I giggled once more, I was so lucky. In one moment I jumped, superman style, into the air, only to land with four paws, and a slim tail. Wow, this was heaven.

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HARRISON'S POV

Leaves rustled in the distance. I'm not alone, I realized. It's not an animal, I inquired; it was to quiet. No this was something else, a wolf, I guessed. He was certainly very good at hiding his presence. Oh he was quiet alright, but not too quiet for me, I thought, a sly smile creeping across my face. Unfortunately for him, I was just in the mood for a hunt.

Silently I crept closer to this rouge. As an afterthought, I alerted the pack that there was a possible breach on our lines. The sun was about mid high, alerting me that it was almost noon. This was a disadvantage considering my color of my fur. I was coated from nose to tail in black, making me a night runner. Unlike other night runners, my coat had the uncanny ability to reflect the sun. The elders had told me it was a gift from god, personally I thought it was a hassle.

I was sure to stick to the shadows, as to not be noticed. He was close now, time to make my move. I caught a whiff of his sent in the breeze. Wow, this was different. I paused, it didn't make sense.

You see each pack has a particular scent. Out of the five packs its very easy to determine of which one a wolf is descended from. The night runners, my pack, have an almost coal like musk. The other packs scents are hard to describe. Even so, every wolf is familiar with each packs' essence, as it was ingrained into our minds as pups. The five packs include: the night runners, the moon shiners, the fire blazers, the earth walkers, and the ice stringers.

Rouges have their own scent. The aura of their pack stays with them, but it is morphed. It's a constant reminder of where they came from, and that they can never go back. Its also a nice warning system for other wolves; we know who to stay clear of. Lets just say rouges have a very strong odor.

What had caught me off guard, was the fact that this aroma was unknown. So who was this rouge? More importantly what?

Abruptly I changed tactics, changing back to my human form. I then scaled a tree hoping to get a better look at this foreign invader.

There he was. Tension rang through me, and I couldn't have moved if I wanted to. Not he... She, a human. WOW. Curiosity got the best of me, and as I watched, I decided to not alert the alpha right away.

She stood tall, braving the brutal winter winds. She wore a T-shirt, skinny jeans, and a smile. Her fiery red hair blowing out behind her. She was beautiful, and I wondered how I haven't noticed her before. Excitement rose in me when she started taking her clothes off. Why would she be stripping? She's a wolf, there's no other way. What pack was she from?

As much as I hated doing it, I averted my eyes to save her decency. When she laughed, I was a goner; I had to look. The sound filled me with longing. I wanted to be the one to initiate that laugh. I was entranced. She lept forward......

There's no other way to say it... When she turned into a tiger, it shocked me to such a degree, that I found myself Falling to my ass.

She's a tiger. A fucking TIGER!!

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SOPHIE

What was that? I turned around to investigate the noise. I approached the source of the sound, there wouldn't be anyone this deep in right? I rounded a tree only to find a man lying at the base. A very naked man. I couldn't help it as my eyes roamed over him. He was tall, lean, and muscular. Hair as dark as pitch framed his face. He was just staring a me, not at all ashamed. I looked away. Well that was embarrassing, I thought. He had surly seen me checking him, and his perfectly sculpted six pack out. I looked away.

'Change' he ordered.

Shit.. He knew. When I looked back there was no longer a man. In his place stood a very large, black wolf.

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