APOLLO'S POV.
In the morning, I turn into my human form.
I try turning into a raven to get their faster, but it doesn't work. Oh no!
I try for the first form I've ever taken, the tiger.
It works, and I can change into the wolf from before, but nothin else besides human. Huh. Well I guess I get two options. Better than nothing.
Pandora is a tattoo on my chest, becuase she stayed out too late chatting with the dragon from before.
I stare at the sky, and sigh.
I decide a wolf, even a huge wolf, was less conspicuous than my other two forms.
I canter through the woods, leaping over stumps and fallen logs.
A scream stops me dead.
It's Echo, and she's staring straight at me in horror and fear.
The boy from last night charges over, drawing a dagger.
I snarl, "Is this necessary?"
He nods, and lunges for my heart.
He misses, and slices my ear.
I grab his knife hand, and bare down.
Echo starts hitting me with a stick, so I release the boy.
I know that his knife hand will never work properly for fight again. I know that I ruined any chances for him to go to war. But I don't care.
He grabs a rope, and ties me to a post like I'm an abandoned mutt.
He puts his non-bloodied arm around Echo, which drives me mad.
I snarl and fight the rope around my neck, and my mouth froths with the effort.
Students avoided me, and nobody offered me any help.
3 HOURS LATER.
I feel so f★★★★★★ stupid! I'm a wolf shifter, and I'm tied to an enchanted tree. I can't even shift. Not even a single hair.
I hear footsteps, and turn so I can see who it is.
I sigh with relief.
I call, "Mrs. Pan! Help!"
She looks down at me, and stops. Her hand flys to her mouth.
Her expression is kinda like this...
I notice her running away now, leaving me stranded. Pandora is still passed out on a dragon hangover, so she's useless right now.
I get an idea, and lift my head so I'm looking straight up.
I howl a distress call. I expected a half strangled sound, not a beautiful melody.
A howl responds.
They ask me, "Where are you, brother of the shifters?"
I send a telepathic image of my location.
They ask, "Why are you tied to a tree?"
I retell the events of the day, and how I'm stuck.
They say that they're coming, and not to panic.
I sit down, and a jogger from a human village approaches me.
I growl.
I notice the badge over their chest, and panic.
No! Get away!
The Wildlife Conservatives and SPCA/pound. I normally like them, but not when I'm tied to a tree looking like a wolf dog.
The man must've had a partner, because a hypodermic found my hind end.
I begin to fall, staggering.
The dusk is on us, meaning I'll be a wolf for 7-12 more hours. Depends when the sun becomes visible. If it's stormy all da....
APOLLOS' DREAM....
I'm in a shifter pack, running through the feild. We're playing capture the flag!
It's midnight, so I'm on peak wolf mode. I disappear into the brush. My paws make no sound as I lope towrds the flag.
I grab it in my jaws, and cross the line.... when another wolf grasps my throat.
I I fight free, without any wounds.... wait... then why do I feel so weak?
END OF DREAM.........
I wake up in the dog pound, with a mussle binding my jaws.
Echo is here. I whine, and grunt.
She walks over to me, and the boy points at me.
I'm harshly tooken down to a set of kennels, full of sick dogs. An annoying cavishon collar and leash has me following this cruel man's command.
I growl, but that just ends up with me getting a sore neck.
I cry out, and another jerk trips me. I stand up, and run up to the man.
Soon, we're outside. A white van full of dog kennels pulls up.
The local animal rehabs' logo is stamped on the side.
I lower my head, and let the tears fall.
A gentle pull makes me go into the van. The moon is starting to come out, and the night is just beginning. Great.
A shove on my hind end forces me gently into a plastic crate.
The door of the crate clicks shut, and the slidding door shuts.
I hear the engine roar as we drive away...
A/n What has Apollo gotten himself into? Also, Pandora must be really tired... or maybe sometthing else is holding her back? Who knows...
P.s the collar put on Apollo is the one in the media pic.
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Unexpected Heroes
Fantasy"What are you doing climbing up to the heirs room?" Apollo is the crown prince of a kingdom named Arsalon. Arsalon has it's upsides , but mostly down sides. Raids are all anyone thinks about. Arsalon is the laughing stock of kingdoms on the penin...
