The Girl Who Cried Werewolf

It was a dark night in the woods, as a black werewolf raced through the trees; the alpha of the pack. A howl pierced the night air, as it howled to call its pack together. It stopped in the heart of the woods to await the arrival of his pack, as his pack howled back to answer his call.

A moment later, he could hear the sound of paws thudding on the forest floor, as his pack raced to meet him. His ears pricked, listening to the noise of both the heavy paws on the forest floor and the other noises of the forest; the crickets and the trees that swayed slightly in the night breeze.

Soon, his pack sat in a circle around him.

It is time, he thought to them. Jasmine, Leah, Darrell, and Paul; patrol the inside perimeter. The rest of us will patrol the outside of the perimeter; and Darrell. Think before you act.

The russet werewolf named Darrell dipped his head in respect to his alpha, though he thought to himself, You don't have to remind me, Jack. He knew though, why Jack had reminded him. Because he had a temper on him, he didn't always think before acting. He just went with the flow.

Jack stood, which was the signal for them to do what they had been told. Jack watched as Darrell, Jasmine, Leah, and Paul raced off, Paul flanked by Leah and Darrell flanked by Jasmine. Jasmine was a pure white she-wolf, Leah was a light brown she-wolf with some black mixed in, and Paul was a brown werewolf. Jasmine had blue eyes, while Leah had hazel and Paul and Darrell had brown eyes. Jasmine and Leah were carefree, loving every moment of being a werewolf, while the others didn't seem too thrilled. But the others had also been werewolves longer than they had. They were the first she-wolves to arrive in their pack. Every werewolf either had a gene that triggered the werewolf, or they were normal humans and got bitten by one. Even though they were the first she-wolves, Leah and Paul were already mates and Jasmine kind of liked Jack. But they weren't mates.

Once the four wolves had gotten a distance away, Jack raced in the opposite direction with the other werewolves. The werewolves that came with Jack were Dan, Mike, Haley, and Sinthia. Dan and Sinthia were mates and Mike and Haley were mates. Jack was just waiting for a mate to come along someday. Mike was brown with light brown eyes, Sinthia was white with green eyes, Dan was russet with blue eyes, Haley was russet with green eyes, and Jack had blue-green eyes.

As both groups of werewolves raced along their borders of their territory, they kept their senses alert for any danger or any sign of anything. But it was silent except for the sounds of the forest. The night was quiet, which was strange for this time of night. Usually, they could get a whiff of a lone vampire or at least a couple vampires; but not tonight. That got Jack thinking that something had come to town that had frightened the vampires off so bad, they didn't dare go into the woods. And it took a lot to frighten vampires away. After all, vampires usually didn't get frightened unless there was a werewolf or pack of werewolves or, even though it rarely happened in these parts, something older than them came to town. When something was older than a vampire, the vampire always hid. But it rarely happened here in Wild Horse, Louisiana. But it still worried him and got him wondering why his pack was pretty much the only thing out here except for the crickets that he could hear chirping.

It was a beautiful day, as a girl by the name of Katherine Price took a walk in the forest alone. She had long, black hair with hazel eyes. She wore a light blue t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, a pair of white tennis shoes, and a black leather jacket. It was late afternoon, but still a warm day. There was a slight breeze, as she walked through the forest, looking for the perfect tree to sit under for shade while she did what she always did. It was a routine for her. She loved to read or even write in the forest. She was never afraid of being in the forest, because she had grown up around wild things; mostly wild animals. During her childhood, she had helped at the zoo back in Jamestown, Louisiana where her mother had worked at. She had grown up taking care of and feeding the animals. She loved animals and she would do anything to help one in need. She would do the same thing for her own species, too. But she was alone in the world. Her parents had died three years ago and she wasn't close to any of the few relatives she had left. So she had moved here four years ago to cope by herself. And it was helping. She liked being alone most times, but other times not so much. There were times that she wished that she still had her parents to help her get through everything.