"Now, we need to figure out why I turned into a wolf in the first place." I said while looking around for anything that might give me a clue. But since everything was taken, I don't have anything. I growled in frustration. Upon seeing this Lizz spoke up. "There's a an ancient legend. Of a wolf spirit, who was kind and wise......" She began to tell me the story of how the drawing came to be.
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"There was a wolf who's coat shined silver,and was kind and wise." A town of wolves went about there average day, eating, playing, and grooming. But one stood out from the rest. A wolf who was larger than the rest and shined like the purest of sliver. "She looked after my ancestors, keeping peace between canine and human alike. She wore a ying yang symbol necklace around her neck to symbol her job. But then a traveler came....." A human figue approached the wolf. Wearing the strangest of clothing, and speaking in soft voice in some foreign language. "He put her in a drawing, tearing the village apart and lives of wolves and dog alike. He then ripped the drawing and told that only a person who can perfectly redraw his painting will free her from the drawing." The person then ripped the drawing piece by piece till only scraps of the paper are left. Canines around began to howl in sorrow about there kind leader gone forever.
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"But since no one can draw like a human can, they couldn't bring there leader back." Lizz told me. "But anyone can draw it right?" I asked. She shrugged. "I guess, but I don't think anyone can get the drawing exactly the way he drew it." She said. "Hello? Anyone there?" A familiar voice said. "Awww sh-" I covered her mouth. "I try to keep it PG here if you don't mind." I told her quietly. I went and looked around. Around the corner I saw somthing I though I wouldn't see for awhile, and not with these eyes, my mother. "Is there a stray here? Come here doggy!" My mom called out using a flashlight to see.
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The Drawing
WerewolfHello! I'm Luna Hunter. Luna or Hunter for short. I'm a wolf. Well.....I wasn't at first. As a human, my friend, Melody, gave me a drawing of a wolf she drew. We both didn't know she drew a ancient magical drawing that took affect on the next perso...
