She was a wolf; he was a panther.
He was a king; she was a Luna.
Two forces united.
Two kingdoms mended.
Two hearts bonded.
Two souls intertwined.
She will be his savior, his salvation.
He will be her anchor, her alpha.
Nothing can stop the c...
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IN THE HALL OF KINGS, Zuri, wearing ceremonial face paint, mixes a Heart Shaped Herb concoction and pours it into T'Challa's mouth as he lies in a dirt plot in the middle of the room.
"Allow the Heart-Shaped Herb to restore the powers of the Black Panther and take you to the Ancestral Plane." He says, and T'Challa closes his eyes.
Zuri contuie to talk "T'Chaka, we call on you. Come here to your son."
Young T'Challa and t'Chaka are in the halls of kings, smiling at each other.
The flashback flusters to images of T'Challa and T'Chaka from CA: CW. Father puts a hand on his son's face lovingly.
T'Challa, eyes closed, struggles with the memories as he slips into the Ancestral Plane.
"Damaku," Zuri says, and the children begin burying T'Challa in the red sand.
The explosion from CA: CW k I l l s T'Chaka, and T'Challa crawling towards him, then cradling him in his arms.
T'Challa puts on his father's ring.
Zuri is the last thing T'Challa sees on his face.
T'Challa comes out of the dirt. There are stars above. He's in a vast grassland somewhere in Wakanda with wondrous acacia trees. It's surreal and beautiful.
A massive acacia tree stands I n front of him. T'Challa sees several yellow eyes looking at him and realizes panthers areresting on the tree branches. T'Challa approaches. A giant panther jumps down, then stands on two feet to reveal its T'Chaka.
T'Challa looks at his father and immediately pulls him into a hug.
"Baba!" He says, and his father smiles. "My son," he says in their native language.
T'Challa kneels before his father, overcome with grief. "I am sorry," he apologizes, but his father addresses him sternly, "Stand up! You are a King." The King rises, and they begin to walk.
"What I s wrong, my son?" T'Chaka asks, glancing at his son. "I am not ready, Baba." T'Challa tells him. The thought of the white, purple-eyed wolf crosses his mind, and he frowns. Let's address Baba with one problem at a time, T'Challa, says his mind, and the young King takes a breath as his father talks.
"Have you not prepared to be King your whole life? Have you not trained and studied been by my side?" His father asks, and T'Challa nods. "That is not what I am talking about. I am not ready to be without you." He admires.
The former king sighs and stops taking his son's hands in his own "A man who has not prepared his children for his death has failed as a father." He says and sighs again, looking deeply into T'Challa's eyes. "Have I ever failed you?"
The young King shakes his head. "Never."
He then sighs and asks his one last thing to his father " who is the White Wolf?" T'Chaka smiled and stepped away "she is your future, your guide, and your equal. But, my son, The White Wolf, is a woman of wolves, of power. Promise me you'll treat her like the woman she is."
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WHITE PAWS TRODS ON THE WAKANDAN SOIL, pressing its pawprints to the ground.
Strong legs carry a beautiful wolf whose eyes are of the biggest purple anyone will ever see. this is Claudia, the White Wolf whom T'Challa has met twice. She claims it is her destiny to protect the King of Wakanda. she is strong, stronger than most wolves, and bigger. Her fur is lined up with purple pastel-colored lines pulsing faintly intact with her heartbeat.
The city of Wakanda bustles about, unaware of those eyes watching them. But why should they? There is no time yet that they will be aware of her existence. she showed herself when it was challenge day and even challenged M'Baku. that Gloria will think twice before he spears her.
And why would he do so? So Claudia thought with a snort as she slowly but surely started to move to the sacred lines of trees, stopping at the city border. With her white coat, she was visible to everyone, but only those who wanted to see who she was could tell if she was real.
T'Challa was just a mortal like this. And Claudia had seen that the times she had met him. His eyes wide with surprise and hidden fear. He should fear her. She is a great beast, his protector.
Shaking her head, the White Wolf soon goes into the city of Wakanda, blending in as much as possible. The scent of T'Challa leads her to the River Border Tribe's territory. Claudia tilts her head as she sees a man, who she assumes is the leader of this tribe, feeding a big rhino with his hand. she hears T'Challa's voice, and her tail lowers slightly in relaxation. He is safe at last, she thinks.
"Is that him? Glory to Bast, man. Is he still growing?" T'Challa says, and his friend laughs. "Of course." the River Border leader says before sighing and looking at his king. "I see Nakia is back... you guys going to work it out?" the king shakes his head, and W'Kabi seems worried. "T'Challa, what's wrong?" T'Challa turns to the forest, his eyes searching. It is like he can feel me, you thought and shuddered to sink more into the shadows.
T'Challa turned back to W'kabi, though. "Nakia thinks we should be doing more." W'Kabi looks at his king. "More like what?" he asks. "Foreign aid... refugee programs," T'Challa answers, but W'Kabi shakes his head. "You let refugees in; they bring their problems with them. And then Wakanda is like everywhere else." T'Challa thinks about this. You are tired of hiding in the shadows and intgoring the pull that brought you to Wakanda at first.
You are to be T'Challa's guide and protector, but instead, you hide in the shadows like a scared welp. Are that what you are, Claudia? Your mind asks, and you sigh, I do not know what I am.
And it was true you didn't know what you were supposed to be only that you were to protect T'Challa when he needed it. But he had a lot of guards and Dora Milaje, so maybe he would be fine?
No, you thought, shaking your head, I am a Glow Wolf, and we do not run from our purpose. I will not fail him. If it should be my life for his, then I will gladly do so, you sighed and looked at the now King of Wakanda before smiling, yes, for we are One. And you vanished into the forest, into the shadows and out of the public eye.
But soon, you would come to light, and you would follow your calling and never step down.
For this is the Glow Wolf's life.
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I am sorry that I have not updated it as often as I said I would, but here is an apology chapter!
