Not So Elegant. (Sequel to The Elegant Howl)

Chapter 1. The Dream and 2 Boys.

note; I made some changes to TEH; Tori hears voices in her head, some chapters have more dialogue or are longer.

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I was in a room.

The walls were round, but bricked.

On one ray of light came through the roof.

And it shone on me.

I was in wolf form, I think, was it even me?

No...I'm looking at my wolf form, her light brown eyes staring back at me.

"Go home," she whispered, yet her jaw made no movement.

"Who are you?" I asked the figure, Of course, in the darkness, I still only see her eyes.

"What are you?" I asked a different question.

She stepped from the shadows and began circling me, and that's when I realised;

she has a thick body of snow white fur.

Her eyes never left mine, as she continued to circle.

Yet, I was not afraid.

She radiated a soft feeling of...sister-hood...

Her voice echoed in the small room again.

"My name is Elegant. And I am the wolf inside."

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"Nyah!" I sat up quickly, smacking both hands into the side tables and breaking them in unison. "Crap!" I exclaimed. "Tori? Are you alright?" I heard Becca yell.

"I'm fine Bec! Don't worry I just fell over!" I yelled back to her. She laughed and little and I glared at the door. I'll just keep this a secret until Bec goes shopping.

My brother in law, Soloman, would have already gone to the beach down the road. I got up, stretching a yawning. I'll have a shower after breakfast.

I walked to the weak oak door and pulled it open. The aroma of bacon and some other familiar scents met me, and I was down stairs in a flash.

I sat at the table patiently, hoping to eat now! Becca put three plates in front of me. Bacon, eggs sausages, fruit and veg, coffee, orange juice, toast, pancakes, fish-

Fish???

"Incase you're wondering, this isn't all for us two. It's for me, you, Soloman and Boaulo, and his 15 and 20 year old sons. So go and get dressed! Oh! And we're going shopping later!"

I thought there was a bit to much...I hate Boaulo...and if I hate Boaulo...I bet I'll hate his sons too...shopping? Ugh, too early for so many words.

I ran up the old creeky stairs and into my bedroom. I went through my bag to find some descent clothes.

I found black shorts with diamonties, a black singlet with a white shorter singlet on the top, and I found my white sunnies. ^^

I'll use the white hand bag Soloman and Becca had given me for my birthday, where my converse, and that should be fine...I hope...

(OUTFIT ON SIDE>>>)

I got into the shower, hoping to go for only two minutes, then my mind reverted back to the dream. Elegant...I had dreamed of her before...but she sounds so familiar.

Her voice was the one that had been in my head all that time, the one that told me what to do, the one that hid by secrets from the boys.

"T! Are you almost done!" Becca yelled out. I turned the water off and got out. I quickly got dressed and put in a bit of make-up.