History Lessons

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We made it back into the cave, first thing that hit me was the smell. Blood. My blood, Sam's blood, Coyote's, Oliver's, Roy's. The stench, thanks to the wolf senses, was having the unnerving effect of being both sickening and making my mouth water because of how hungry I was.

There was just so damn much of it, Mairyn's pack had gone to town on our human forms. I understood Fenris' comment about using our blood to link us together. My paws were sticky with it, the cave floor looked like a serial killer's modern art piece since we'd been fighting in it. Streaks, puddles and blotches covered the floor. If it wasn't for Fenris' gift, all of us would be dead. There was no way around that.

Roy whimpered and Oliver felt pretty shaky through the pack bond. I looked over at Roy, his ears were down and his tail low, not in the about to attack kind of way but in the scared shitless way. Sam padded over and leaned against him. For some reason Sam was a lot more comfortable with the physical part of this, wolves being more into physical displays of affection than most people. Oliver was standing pretty stiffly. He didn't seem to be leaking blood anymore, it was the reality of the situation that was causing the problem. The whole standing in pools of their own blood and by all rights should be dead part reality, it's never an easy one to deal with.

Lined up along the wall, laying down, with their heads resting on their paws, were the remaining living wolves from Mairyn's pack. There were four left, a grey one, a light brown one, a reddish brown one and one that was black and silver. I could see dried blood where they'd been injured but they didn't seem to be bleeding at all now. The black and silver one was positioned oddly. Then I remembered that was the one Sam had plowed through to clear my path so I could go after Mairyn. It, or rather he, was panting and seemed to be in a lot of pain. I could faintly hear bones shifting and healing under his skin. That sound made my skin crawl, it just wasn't normal.

None of them seemed all that keen on attacking or getting revenge for us going after Mariyn. There was a story here, had to be. I was about to start asking questions when Coyote stepped forward and I found myself giving in to her taking the lead. The four wolves offered their throats up to her and closed their eyes.

"What the hell?"

"She is Alpha," The black and silver one answered, I didn't think he could hear me. Guess I was wrong. "She is more dominant than Mairyn. She decides our fate."

It's a good thing I'm a pretty secure guy. Coyote didn't say anything, at least with words, her tail did wag a few times though. I decided to withhold remarks until after the question and answer session. Sam shot me a wolfy smile over Roy's back. Jerk. On the bright side, that comment seemed to help even Oliver's mood out and Roy felt a little less panicky. Tonight was going to be filled with interesting conversations, that I was sure of. I stepped back and let Coyote handle things, it was kind of nice actually. I just had to stand there and look mildly scary, that was easy enough.

"Now that we're all here," She started out, "How about you tell me your names and what exactly is going on here? How can you hear us? You're not part of this pack."

The black and silver one opened his eyes. They were golden yellow and he carried a lot of years on his shoulders. It was sort of the same feel I got when I'd chatted with Death or Cas, ageless, immortal. "Fenris' gift binds us all together. There's never been that many of us. I am Audun, the light brown wolf is Raelyn, the reddish one is Dabria and the grey one is Einar. Raelyn and Einar are brother and sister to Mairyn, myself and Dabria were reborn many years after they were."

"How old are you?" Sam asked.

"That is a rather complicated question." Audun said as he sat up on his haunches. "Do you wish to know how old we were when we died or when we were first created? Seeing as how we are alive again I am not sure if we should count the current time or not?"

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