Fated Or Doomed

Guards Up

Liv

      My blood is just boiling at the extend of how careless Mery and Mable were. I mean like, how could they've not told me about the wolves approaching the coven's border all these months. What did they thought the God damn treaty was for. Just to look pretty in a desk somewhere. NO! It was to guarantee that I will always be there for them. Day or night. I will come running for them. Yet they let it go so far that a child. A fucking child. Had to be in immediate  danger for them to get it through their fucking heads. What would they have done if their attempt was to harm her? To send a fucking message or something! Fuck! I can't even image it. Whatever. I will fix this.

      Now Travis and I took the charge to go searching their trails. We took off into the north side where they've been seen the most at. We had just made it to the border. Three guards are posted there.

      "Whom has been here the longest to report what has happen in the last few months for us?" I ask them. They look at each other before one kneels down and comes off the wall to the ground.

      "This is my main post. I normally switch after a couple of hours. But once the wolves showed up more. I began to work longer shifts." He explains.

      He went on to tell us his report. He has been keeping track of how many wolves that has shown up. What time and how far they try to close in. He said at first it was just noises they heard from a distant. And when some members make a travel along the woods. They would notice some paw tracks. And strange animal noises at night. No one thought nothing at first. But then it was a pattern. After a while the tracks showed up more. The nosies rattle along the trees by our entrances. Soon guards will see glowing eyes from a far. They took protocol at action. This happen four times with no more than 4 wolves at sight.

      He said he believes we won't inform because they had stop soon after. There was no sign of them anymore. They figure it might of been some rouges whom was lost or something. But then the tracks started up again. Pile of litter and claw marks are seen near by. Nosies increase all around. Faint howling can be heard during postings. And once they are close enough. A clutter of glowing eyes are seen. They're scatter around. All the guard take defense.

      They thought they would leave after a time but it didn't work. He was the few who attended a meeting with Mery and Mable. They spoke about the wolves and new safety matters. Nothing big at first. He said the Elders was inform of the issues and was told for them to stay guarded. To not take approach unless they do. They suggested if needed to call for extra third degrees from other covens. That never happen of course. This was when hours were taken longer.

      Numbers increase again. Everyone began to get anxious. Mery repeatedly informs everyone to keep doing what they're doing. To not take action. The last thing they needed was a warfare between witches and werewolves right now. So Mable offer security and gated the outdoors. Some second degrees took to work and carved small stakes to pierce the ground. Spread out so if they try to come close. Their paws will get injured. And beginning last week after the girl was founded. They made sure to pour wolfsbane on the stakes before night time. Hoping the smell of it being boiled down will keep them away.

      I went to ask him about the girl. He said he was not working during the time. The sun was just taking its set. And from what he had heard. The girl was only 10 and heard growling near by. She took forth to the nosies, mistaking it as something else. Once she realize what it was. The wolf seem to frighten the girl and she ran into a sticky bush. She said her injuries did not come from any attack. Just her flight action. The girl was fine. But this led to a higher safety protocol now.

      "Why haven't you all put up more walls? Any form will keep them away. We can split the woods if needed too. Has no one thought of shielding up during any of this?" I ask.