Learning How to Be Me

Prologue

I know I have no right to say this, and that there a lot of people out there that are in way worse situations than me, but to hell with it. I'm going to say it anyway. My life sucks. Yes it could be worse, but like I said before to hell with it. I mean to the best of my knowledge I have no real name, no blood relatives, and technically no normalcy in my life what so ever. But then again when you are a girl who can turn into an extremely large, five foot four inch black and red wolf, what can you expect?

Anyway, I am currently living in a small wolf pack. I was taken in by a different wolf pack when I was around six or eight years old. A silver grey wolf who was the alpha female of that pack at the time, took me in to be exact. I remember her soft smooth fur beneath my cheek as I snuggled in close during the winters. Her fur always seemed to glow in the moonlight as she left for the hunt. It reminded me of the falling sky lights.

I do not remember anything from before my time with the wolves. The she wolf raised me and treated me like one of her own cubs. After spending a few days in the pack, I shifted into a brown, almost muddy, red color  with an ashe grey acent color along the inside of its ears, on my chest, down my nack and onto my belly.  My new form was a blessing. Looking back, I would not have survived if I stayed a human cub. I mean seriously? No human could handle the rigorous life of a wolf. The food alone would probably kill them. But my new wolf body allowed me to be fully accepted by the pack, and I thrived. As a nod to my odd coloration, the pack began to called me Blaze. It just kinda stuck after that, I guess. Ever since then I have stayed in my wolf form for the most part, rarely returning to my two legged form.

However one day while my brother and I were out hunting for the pack, our pack was slaughtered by the two legged animals, called "humans". We were devastated, but we knew we could not stay there any longer. If the humans came back then they would kill me and my brother as well. I think that was the day that everything began to change.
During my many moons alive, I was able to find more out about the world. For example, I have learned that I am not the only one with the ability to shift between species. There are other creatures known as werewolves who also have this ability. Plus, there are also theses humans with enhanced abilities. I believe they are called vampires. Vampires live on the blood of other living beings, mostly human blood to be exact.

Now before I go any farther, you should know that my current pack is not exactly normal. They can live almost as long as any human, are also larger than the average wolf, and much stronger and intelligent. We can also easily comprehend and understand humans and most other animals. My pack consists of six other wolves. There is my eldest brother Raven, who took after our sire and is pitch black from head to toe. You could say that he is very protective of the pack and its members, and I am no exception. Raven also acts as the beta of the pack for all extensive cares and purposes. Next up are the twins Flash and Dash. Flash and Dash are also siblings of Raven and I, but they were born a few litters after us. They were the last litter birthed before the death of our previous pack.

Flash is a rusty brown wolf, with deep brown eyes to match his fur. He works best as a scout and specializes in quick non-stop attacks during battles. Flash is the older wolf of the twins, though still young, and loves to play around. Dash is a tan colored she wolf with a white underbelly, and practically see through light blue eyes. She is very shy, unlike her brother and although young and naïve, gives great advise. Next up is Saphrina (Saf-re-na), the beauty of the pack. Im pretty sure she was born the same season as Raven and I, just to a different pack. She prides herself on her pure white fur and green eyes, but if angered can be extremely scary. Safrina gets this dark aura around her and rips almost everything to shreds. Thankfully though she's not a total bee with an itch if you know what I mean. Saphrina was a rouge that we first met her. We spotted her while stopping at a river for a drink. After establishing space and agreeing to a temporary truce, we started to talk and she ended up joining our pack. She also has a crush on Raven. Its annoying but not like we have many other available males in the pack.

Ghost is around the same age as us, but maybe a season older? Im not too sure to be exact.  Ghost is my Gamma or third in charge. He is generally quiet, sneaky, and is an excellent silent killer and scout. Ghost is also really good with battle strategy as well. Although he mostly sticks to himself, you can tell that he would do anything for the twins. I dont know much about where Ghost came from. Not that it really matters, wolves tend to focus more on the present than the past. He saved Dash from a hunter's trap the first spring after Saphrina joined. We ran into each other a few more times during hunts, or rainy nights when shelter was scarce. The twins wiggled their way into his heart, though he will never admit it. In short terms Ghost is well, a ghost, nit just in personality but also his coat. He also has a medium grey coat with a narrow white streak running down his chest, expanding to cover most of his underbelly.

Last but not least is the pup of the pack, Alfie. Alfie is the youngest of the pack and has an affinity for climbing trees. Weird right? He may be a canine like the rest of us, but he dose remind me of a feline at times. Although he can't do much in battle, he is a great prey spotter and, like any other pup, is the very definition of adorable. Alfie's mother was a dog that the humans call a husky. He looks very similar to a black and white husky pup with coal, black eyes. Raven and I and speculate that Alfie's sire was at least part wolf though. The pup definitely looks like a husky, but he also has some more wolfish tendencies and vibes. For example, Alfie's young but his muzzle has more of a wolf's structure with the teeth to match. His fur is extremely fluffy and soft, which only adds to his cuteness. But as he is beginning to grow it is growing morecourse like a wolf. Dash found Alfie a winter or two ago. He was found while Dash was scouting ahead for the pack, laying next to his dead mother and siblings. We don't know how they died, but it looked like they had been attacked by a third party. Ever since that day Alfie has stayed and traveled with us.

Thats the pack for you. We all came from different beginnings, but we are together now. Our strength grew with each member and night that passed. We were a perfect unit. Nothing prepared us for what was to come though. I wish something had.

Author's Note:

No one may ever read this, but I'll type it anyway. This is my first time doing anything other than reading stories on Wattpad, so I have no idea how to do practically anything and apologize ahead of time for that. This story is in need of a cover if you want to make one. I am also open to any comments negative or positive. Like I said, this is, my first time writting anything, and frankly I know I could use a lot of help with it. Anyways thanks for reading and enjoy!