Huyana was running through the thick willow filled forests of the country of Yanagi. She was panting as a group of scary, deadly fast men chased her. "You're trespassing!" The three people yelled. They had black cloaks on that covered their faces in the moonlight. She had gone for a Jog... Or a walk... Or something! Somehow she had gotten onto someones property and was now being chased!
"I'm sorry! I didn't know! Please!" She said, they started to corner her into a tree. All she could see as they neared her were black cloaks, hoods concealing faces and skin so white the snow would be jealous. She then suddenly transformed into a chocolatey brown wolf and dashed up the tree as fast as she could. Little did she know the people after her had the same ability to run and jump as fast.
They leapt after her and grabbed her.. Dragging her down and pinning her. "Change back..." A deep hoarse voice ordered her. "Change back or we will make you... A wolf is not to trespass on Yanagi Manor.. Every werewolf knows that." The woman said seriously... Her eyes glowing red.
She transformed back. Then stood up. "Please... I am sorry. I didn't mean to- I- I'm not so familiar with these grounds." She said, bowing in remorse. "Accept my apology. You will never find me upon your lands and the forbidden territories again." She said. "Please spare me." She pleaded
"That is not for us to decide, that is for my master to... Come" she said yanking her up and dragging her back to the dirt road and towards a huge mansion... It was creepy and made of stone. They took her inside and to a large master bedroom... She knocked on the door before bringing the she wolf inside to meet the master of this.. Household.. On the floor in blankets was a man of about twenty-one. His hair in his face with his head on his pillow... He sighed opening his beautiful Violet Lavender eyes... "Master.." The three went down on their knees and pressed their faces to the floor to show respect.. "Stand... Who is this?" He said in a sickly voice.
Huyuna wanted to nearly collapse, but knew she better not show an twinge of fear in her eyes. Clenching her fists to keep from trembling, she answered. "My name is Huyuna Lee of the Omaha tribe. I come by mistake, as I was accidentally trespassing grounds that I wasn't familiar with... Please accept my sincerest apologies and let your people let me go. I will go in peace." She said. He stayed quiet for a little. "Oh please! My parents are gonna kill me...." She muttered to herself.
He sighed pressing his forehead with the palm of his hand. His delicate white hands.. With slender, long fingers. A girl walking in loudly. "Yuki! I-- who is this?" She said sitting down behind him. "A trespasser.." The one called Yuki sighed. "Put her in a room and lock it.. I will deal with her tomorrow.." He flicked his hands at the three cloaked people as the woman that entered noisily clung onto him from behind. She was a beautiful woman with a rose gold ring on her left ring finger. She had blond shiny hair, and green eyes that sparkled. She kissed the Master of the house's cheek as the three escorted the she wolf away.
"Ugh! Let go!" She wrestled and groaned but it was useless. They threw her in a dark room that had only one window. She ran up to the window, putting her palm on it, saw the full moon and heard some howling. She assumed it was probably a band of wolves from her tribe leading a search party for her. "I'm in such trouble." She said, lying back and covering her face with her hands.
The night passed and the wolves from her tribe finally went home exhausted. Yuki still sleeping in his room the three from the night before came in, dressed normally the only woman among them came in. "You're allowed to roam the mansion until master awakens. Don't bother trying to leave, the barrier won't let any werewolves leave, or enter. You are stuck here until one of us lets you go." She said plainly.
She sighed and nodded her head in agreement. She then decided to explore the mansion a little bit. It had long, hallow halls with foreign, rare paintings hung on the walls. The foyer had a huge crystal chandelier that was about 6 feet tall. The grand stair case was covered in delicate wood and winded up to the top. The floor was marble that glistened it was so fine. As she took in the ambience, she heard some footsteps behind her.. A very cold, presence, like the forest on a winter's eve.
