Shut Eye (boyxboy)

|8| Mad High Lows

"Sad hellos"

The wolf was unlike any other. It was the first werewolf in Alaska that went feral and turned into one of those wolves that looked like they had black marker scribbled over their eyes. The wolf's fur was black as night, making him look as scary as his demeanor. He walked through the snowy forest of the isolated place of Nome, Alaska, searching for something to kill. At the moment, his awakening was the cause of his mate mating with a raven haired she-wolf. He was mad. Angry and sad. It wasn't a good mix as it only equaled to destruction. He wanted to attack the pack, but then he was hungry. He lost his appetite for the dead and rotting hare in front of him. He wanted something bigger.

"and mad high lows."

          The wolf caught the scent of a nearby bear. He smirked and pointed his nose to the sky, letting out a mad and predatory howl. The howl was loud and could make any wolf cower in fear. Even an alpha. It was said that these kinds of wolves were as strong as the Wolfen King. Maybe even stronger. It was said that every time they howled, it was a sign of bad omen. It also could be a sign that they have been deemed victorious or have founded prey. They couldn't tell which was which. But whatever kind of howl they gave, they knew to steer clear of the bad brew. They didn't want to be caught in a crossfire.

"Now I know not nobody knows."

          Every wolf knew not to attack a black bear alone. You had to have at least a dozen and a half wolves with you to bring down the mighty beast. But this wolf was alone. He attacked the bear with his teeth as the bear attacked him with his long claws. The wolf growled with predatory, the bear smirked knowingly. The bear thought he would of won the battle. It was hours until they stopped fighting. The bear acquired many wounds from the wolf. The wolf had none. Well, he did, but he was now quick at regenerating. He had much faster speed like a bullet, stronger paws that shook the earth, and long sharp teeth that plunged into the bear's neck, bringing him down and killing him.

"Where do we go?"

          The wold ripped out the bear's throat, blood spilling over on the white snow, and then started to eat it like it was a noodle. He ate every other organ inside the bear. Well, except the big intestine because it was filled with shit. Then he ate the meat from the bear to keep him full for days. After he ate, he broke the bones inside the bear. He broke every bone inside the bear literally. The bear's ribcage was shattered, scattered in the bear's now hollow body. The bones in its limbs shattered as well, making the limbs fall limp. The wolf dislodged the bear's head from his body with much vigour, then smashed its skull from the inside.

"Oh where do we go?"

          There was blood. A sea of blood. Once the wolf was satisfied with his work, he began to set paw back to the direction of the Judas Tribe Pack. They needed to die, the wolf thought. The entire pack itself being like the traitor, Judas Iscariot from the bible. But he stopped at the border of the forest. He then remembered that the son of the alpha, Corey, mated with a she-wolf. The wolf smirked, deciding that he'd wait for a while. He went back into the forest and made it know that the area was now his territory to the animals  that resided there. He could wait for nine more months.