The Beast's Desire

First Murder

The trees howled as she ran past. Huffing and puffing she navigated her way past the bushes, time to time looking back to see if it was following her.

She drew in her breath as she heard a howl ring through the forest.

Oh no! He gaining in on me.

She ran as fast as she could ever possibly do. Suddenly she tripped and fell, the grasses kissing her face. Scurrying to her feet she moved again.

She heard another howl and tears came down her face like springs.

Oh moon goddess please help me! Don't let them do what they did to the rest to me.

At her tender age of 8 it was obvious that her purser didn't just want to play petty games.

Finally she reached the heart of the forest and took deep breaths. As she calmed down she felt great uneasiness run down her spine.

As she looked around she realized with shock that it was quiet. Too quiet.

Summoning all the courage she could muster, she removed her blade from its sheath around her waist. Looking carefully to ward off any attack.

If I die, then I'll die fighting. Crying doesn't help anything.

She looked at the bushes not really seeing until her eyes met a pair of red ones.

Stealthily, an auburn coloured wolf came into view. She tried as much as possible to calm down. The wolf looked at her almost mocking.

Out of the blue, it launched at her aiming at her throat. She side stepped it breathing heavily. She tried to dive the blade to its chest but it turned at the last moment and bit her arm.

She cried out in pain. It bit her leg rendering her helpless. Sweat hung on her brow as she looked at the blood thirsty eyes of the wolf.

Moon goddess is this how I shall die?

It readied to pounce on her as she righted her hand around the blade. It dived as she braced herself. On her it froze blood pooling from the wound in it's chest.

Then it thumped heavily on the forest floor. She stood shaking as she pulled the knife from its chest.

Looking at the blood stained blade, she wiped her face angrily as she stood acknowledging that this was her first murder. Face set like stone, she made a solemn vow.

No more fear.