My Friend, The Werewolf.

Chapter Five

I had to see if the wolves I saw were real. I knew in my gut that they were, I mean, I do have have an over-active imagination, but really? I knew they were real and I have to admit, I wanted them to be. I don't really know why, but it was something about those wolves that made me feel... safe. No, I don't believe that's the right word. More along the lines of... belonging. These wolves were not natural, and I understood that perfectly. I knew something foreign was involved, and I so wanted it to be magic. Magic like spells, magical creatures, fairies with grouchy goblins, and talking trees! A whole other world, a different dimension! No more of this boring Earth! The whole thing made me want to leap for joy, but like any other human, I was also scared out of my wits.

Slamming the door behind me, I sprinted  to the edge of my forest to were the dogs were located. When I caught sight of them, I sprinted even faster. I didn't want to lose them. Their image grew closer and closer with every huff I took. I was barely five yards away when my heart dropped down to my stomach. The gray one turned away first, then the black.

"No!" I mustered with all the breath I had. Into the forest those beautiful creatures went. 'Come back!' I wanted to shout, but I literally had no breath left to talk. I continued to run as fast as I could go. My lungs, legs and heart were all screaming at me to stop, but I sprinted into the forest after the wolves. At first, I couldn't see them through the thickness of the trees, but the gray one stood out like a scream in the silence, and I ran towards it. Dang my clumsiness! I was nearly a yard away from the solemn looking wolf when I tripped over my own feet. I swore something not really lady-like and got back to my feet not bothering to brush the dirt off of my clothes. The wolves had stopped running,  I noticed. In fact they had stopped moving at all. As soon as I got to my feet, the first things I noticed were very deep, electric purple, sort of tear drop shaped eyes. I almost jumped back, but then that warm, safe feeling came back when I stared into the wolf's eyes.

Once again the gray one turned away, and began to walk slowly forward, the black one following. I wasn't sure what was happening, but then when they were a short distance away from me, the black wolf turned its head back towards me, and sort of jerked it forward. I though it was motioning for me to follow, so I did.

I can't really describe what I was feeling. Shock? Light-headed? Fuzzy? Happy? All of the above and more. My mind was racing a thousand miles per second, and it felt like my heart was no longer in my chest, but in my butt. These wolves were leading me somewhere, and anyone in the right state of mind would have run away thinking that they were leading them to a wolf diner or something. Not me! Ha, that idea didn't even cross my mind. I was thinking about a world of Hogwarts, Narnia, Neverland, Wonderland, El Dorado, Camelot, Atlantis, Middle Earth, and  Avalon, all mixed together.

My imagination certainly went places.