How It All Changed (ON HOLD)

Chapter 9 - The Gods Must Be Crazy. Or Would That Be Spirit Animals?

Now this is knew to be a dream, the colors were brighter and more in focus. The only thing that made me think it wasn’t a dream was Wahya laying with his back to me in the same position he was in when I attacked him. With him here, I knew this dream had a purpose. Usually when I dream I am human, and people wouldn’t be in the position that mirrored them in real life.

Wahya was still breathing, so I got up and bent down to his nose so he could catch my scent better. I wanted him to know, even subconsciously that, though I was the one who did this to him I wasn’t going to leave his side. When he didn’t respond in anyway, I wanted to cry, I couldn’t bare it if I had put him in a coma; death would be kinder.

Do not worry yourself young one.

I jumped and spun to the speaker. The intruder was a huge, white male wolf, easily two times bigger than me. Even though I was out matched, he was on mine and Wahya’s territory, and Wahya was down for the count. I crouched into a threatening stance and snarled, the other wolf didn’t do anything but I could see laughter in his eyes.

I chose well I see. His statement confused me; I lost my bravo and just stood there like someone had goosed me. You protect those you deem worthy, you can fight and win against someone more experienced, but you have the ability to stop and listen when you consider a threat as not. Now I was really stumped; who was this wolf.

I am Wolf. He stated matter-of-factly, as if I should know who that was.

Wait. I stopped. Did you just read my mind? He gave me a big wolfy grin. Who are you?

I already told you. I am Wolf.

I know you are a wol- He snorted and growled nonthreateningly.

I am not a wolf. I am The Wolf. I could clearly hear the emphasis in the capital letters now. It didn’t matter if it had emphasis or not though, I still wasn’t following coherently, because I didn’t know who “The Wolf” was. Obviously he was still reading my mind because he gave an exaggerated huff in irritation. Do they not teach the young ones their heritage anymore?

Um, what heritage? I was getting more and more puzzled with statement he made. I sat on my haunches in front of Wahya with my tail resting on his chest so I would know if he was still breathing. “Wolf” looked at me strangely; he had this look in his eyes that said ‘I never thought this would happen.’ I didn’t know why he would have that expression.

I was just thinking that it is strange the way you took to Wahya, it is as if you treat him like your pup, except for the fighting that is. I never saw this developing, honestly I put you two together to be mates, but I guess I can’t control everything. He sighed in defeat, but I don’t know what he felt had defeated him. Fate. Fate had defeated me, back when the world was new me and my fellow spirit animals were able to manipulate those in our image, but the belief in us has diminished our power.

Will you stop doing that! I griped. I didn’t like having my mind read, especially by a stranger.

It is one of the few things that connects me to my images, I cannot control it nor would I if I could. He had the audacity to not even sound apologetic. He charged me, putting me flat on the ground in less than a second. He was growling in my ear, I had the very reasonable fear that he could kill me without even trying. He eventually moved his head, but only to get ahold of my snout and squeeze harshly.

I do not have to apologize, for I am not a human; I will not allow human emotions to interfere with my creations responsibilities either. You are no longer human so lose any misgivings that I care what you feel, and do what you are supposed to do. Are we clear? He squeezed tighter with each sentence to the point that his teeth broke skin and I was whining pitifully for mercy. Good. He said, then let go.