I had seconds to react as all the wolves started to charge me. I have to some how kill them all. I run at the closest one and duck under it to slash its belly wide open. One by one they fell. Some from heart break and others due to me.
By the time I was done I was covered in blood. I didn't come out unscathed though. I'm cover in bite marks and cuts. My left front leg is badly injured. I can't put pressure on it or move it at all.
I slowly limp my way out of the pack house. I know there are a couple of survivors, but they won't cause me any harm. I had better plans for them. They were to spread the news of what happen to their pack, so others know I'll be taking more down soon.
This has been my 3rd pack to take down. I've taken The Silver Crest Pack, The Red Eclipse, and my recent one, The Violet Rise Pack.
I head toward my land. I chose my land based on its landscape. There is one entrance and escape for most. I have multiple entrances and exits that I use but all very well hidden. The animals there are well protected by me. I love watching them. They know I won't do any harm to them. I hunt outside my land to save my beautiful oasis.
When a predator enters my land I'll try to run it off, but if it stays to fight I will kill it. I hate having to kill in front of those animals, but I won't allow them to see dead body for long I have a special cave that I keep my meals in.
As I enter my land I see fawns playing and their mothers grazing. Birds singing, rabbits hopping, and squirrels chattering. When a buck sees me he comes up and ask me if I'm ok. I say I'm a little injured but will be fine.
Than I sense something wrong and I tell him take everyone and hide. I go towards the entrance standing tall and not hurt. I see a werewolf enter. He hasn't notice me yet but he's running in here away from something. Than I smell it rogues. Those awful smelling things are chasing that pup. I can't figure out how many rogue there are but the pup runs directly into me. He looks up at me so scared and slowly backs away.
Before he hears a growl from the rogues behind him. He is behind me in a second, covering scared of what may happen to him. I have a soft spot for the weak. This pup was all alone well if you count the rogues he isn't.
My cat stirs. She thinks he's very cute and thinks we will protect him. We will protect him though. Than send him on his way.
The rogues are standing still looking at me. Eyes wide in disbelief. My cat, Alice, says "guess they know who we are". They shake off the disbelief and the leader shifts. He is very lanky and nasty. He says"give us the pup, ghost cat we don't want trouble only the pup. My response is to get in a fighting stance and roar.
He shifts back and 2 pounce at me I take them down pretty easily but have let them know I was wounded.
I see the leader smile. He tells the rest to get me I have to move quick and watch the pup. I kill the first three with ease,but than my wounded leg is bite. I roar in pain and swipe my claw across the wolf's eyes. As I'm fighting I see the leader going towards the pup. I break free and jump on top of him digging every claw in him, while I sink my teeth on his spine. He goes limp as the others see this they run.
I have a blind on and the leader still there I kill the blind one quickly, but the leader I take my time. He will suffer and once he's dead I will burn the bodies.
The pup is shaking in fear as I walk to him. I pick him up in my jaws very carefully not to hurt him. I take him to were my food cave is. I drop him near the back with the food and turn around and head back out.
I slowly drag body by body. The stench is horrible. Once they are piled up I shift back to human. I start throwing dead leaves and twigs on them. I head to a tree where I hide lighter fluid and matches. Once the fire is started I stay to make sure it doesn't spread, but I stay in a tree so I'm not spotted by any passing peers. I watch as they burn to nothin but soot.
I head back to my land and go though a hidden entrance by the food cave. I enter and see the pup digging into a elk carcass. I walk towards him and he stops eating and puts his ears down. I head back out and shift by a tree and though some clothes on and head back with a shirt for him.
I tell him to shift and I turn around. I hear his bones move and crack. He grabs the shirt and puts it on.
He says "you are the ghost cat"
"Yes indeed I am"
"Are you going to kill me"
"No little one, Where is your family"
"I don't know my pack was attack by those rogues I escape, but I think I was the only one to"
"You can't stay here. You must leave this land."
"Thank you for saving me"
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Ghost Cat
WerewolfHi. I'm Jean. I'm 21 years old. I have long burnett hair, blue eyes, 5'6", and many secrets. I'm a werecat, a black jaguar to be specific, and I'm mate less. I don't need a mate to survive. I tease packs by leaving scent trails and paw prints. When...