The Begining

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*Note: This story is in first person and is in past tense, if some of this story does not make sense to you go watch "Minecraft Diaries" made by Aphmau on youtube. P.s I'm writing this at like 12 at night so if I don't grammar good don't blame me, blame fatigue.*
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My name is Dire. I am a female dire wolf. I am black with a white tipped tail. My father is the alpha of the pack and I am the head hunter and leader of attack regiment 2. I live in a pack that consists of over 500 wolves. I like to hunt alone and thats why I was the only one to survive the slaughter of the pack.
I was out hunting while it happened, chasing a deer that, by its smell, was a father, and was roughly 4 years old. I ran after it until it turned a corner too fast and tripped. I leaned over it, about to kill it, when I heard it, from about a mile away, the pained and scared howls of the wolves in my pack. I let the deer go and quickly rushed to the clearing we all called home. I had returned seconds after the last wolf died.
I stayed in the bushes hidden from sight from whatever killed my family. Then I saw it, or should I say him. It was a man, probably around his mid twenties, carrying a blood stained Demon Sword. He had a dark blue glow emitting from his eyes. He had on a lab coat, he had black hair with a single, thick, strand of dark blue.
I stalked him. For days, after days I followed him, watching, waiting, for the right time to pounce. The right time to end his life. I followed him for so long and so intently that I didn't eat. I remembered that I had spotted a cottage a few hundred feet back and decided I had nothing to loose in looking for someone to give me food.
So I went back to the little cottage, it had a little sign that said: MICHI'S HOME. I scratched at the door. After a few moments a young girl, probably in her late teens, opened the door. She had green eyes, dirty purple hair, purple cat ears and tail, and small little cat fangs hanging out if her mouth. She squealed in delight when she saw me.
"My my, aren't you just a little cutie! Oh my, you look famished! Come on inside I may have some left over steak for you ok puppy! Nya~!"
She went to her kitchen and looked on her meat rack, she gave me a big hefty chunk of meat and I ate it faster then you could flick your ear!
"Oh look at you! You were so hungry!" She giggled, "You know what? If your good I might just have a little surprise for you tomorrow, nya!~"
She brought me upstairs to her bed room. She put a blanket on the floor and put water in a plate for me.
"Now you have your own bed, and if you wake up in the night you have something to drink."
When I woke up the next morning the cat girl was already awake and downstairs. I went down and barked as if to say good morning. She was making breakfast and when she noticed I woke up she went over to me, pet me, then went to her cabinet and pulled out a bone shaped dog treat.
"Well, since you were such a good doggie you deserve to have this special treat, come on boy eat the treat, nya!~!"
I rushed over and took the treat and gulped it down in one go, and before I knew it my vision was going black and I fell on the floor.

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