Chapter 2: Beginning of a Wolf Life

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I sighed heavily, I knew my only way to go was by letting my feet step onto the dirty and earthy soil. As I walked up the stairs I could feel myself changing again, my heart pounded faster, and my muscles tensed, as soon as my foot touched the earthy soil I collapsed to the floor, breathing and panting heavily. I tried to stand up on two feet, but I couldn't, my feet felt like paws now, I took it into thought and realized immediately what had happened, instead of looking like a werewolf, I was just a regular wolf. I thought to myself, at day time, I am wolf, at night time, I am a beast known as the werewolf. I nodded at this thought and took it into account. I quietly stepped around on the dirt around me, a few trees were around me and the grass was tall and rough.

I slowly prowled around the landscape, my paws pressing the tall and rough grass down as my lower body grazed the grass that would flick back up. I would freeze and tense as I would hear the crunching and rustling of what sounded like footsteps, I didn't know how to react, depending on what the creature or thing would be would depend on my actions. I would hear a slight mumbling and tensed more, it was obvious to me that it was a human, I was scared, although I knew I looked like a regular wolf, I was scared if he would hunt me. I would hear the footsteps move farther away from me, I poked my head up, above the tall grass, I was curious as to what the human looked like. All I could clearly see was his back. The grass blocked my eye sight from seeing the rest of his body, his shirt looked of a regular red and white flannel shirt. I would feel myself breathing way heavier, I felt my bones and muscles tingling, I felt thirsty, bloodthirsty.

The heavy pounding of wolf paws would be the last sound that the human would ever hear, I drove my claws into his lower back as I used my jaw and teeth to tear into his upper back, the human would be killed in a matter of seconds as I started tearing into his fresh flesh, the blood making everything so much more succulent. His red and white flannel shirt was now a torn red and blood-stained flannel shirt, I snarled lowly as I finished my meal and stepped back as I stared at the limp and slowly rotting corpse. I felt so much more alive, so much better, I felt powerful, a lot more powerful then what I once was. I would hear more crunching of boots stepping on leaves and sticks, I assumed they were friends of the human who I had just brutally slain. I quickly turned around and sprinted off into the tall grass, making my way towards a lush and dense forest.

I sprinted through the forest until I was tired and worn out, by then it had turned to night. The moon glistened brightly as I silently crept through the forest, something was confusing me though. I had assumed that at night I would turn into a werewolf. It was a full moon and I could see the moon clearly, yet I wasn't turning. Although I wasn't bothered by this, I was kind of scared, I hoped this wasn't a bad thing. I found an entrance to a cave, the entrance had a dark and ominous presence to it, I stared in carefully, unsure of what I would truly find in the cave. I set my front paws into the cave then I entered in completely, a small amount of grass and hay lay strayed around the cave, it looked like another animal had been living here, after all, it isn't normal to smell an unfamiliar odor in the air inside a cave. I shuffled the hay and grass together to make somewhat of a soft bed, although it would be a tad rough, it would still be softer than sleeping on the hard rocky ground. I would close my eyes slowly, yet what seemed like seconds later, I would hear a loud and ear-piercing howl, I instantly jumped to my feet and looked around. I was startled and alarmed, confused by what I had heard, I stared cautiously out of the cave entrance, scared for what could possibly enter. A white paw would step out of the darkness of the night and I would see the piercing blue eyes of a wolf, I tensed heavily. The wolf stepped forward, it looked somewhat like an arctic wolf, his fur was completely white, and he had light blue wolf eyes that stood out very clearly. 

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