Thank you for checking out this story! I'm kind of making this whole thing up as I go along, and I hope it goes well! I know my story won't be for everyone, however I hope that all of you will like it! There will most likely be misspelled words, so I'm apologizing in advance! The first few chapters will be quite short, so you can figure out if you will like this story or not! Thanks again!
And without further ado...
My Feral Eyes
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Chapter 1:I hear a growl. I look around the forest, but cannot seem to find the source. My heart wants to jump out of my chest. My feet hit the ground, hard. I hear an animalistic scream. One down. Two more to go. I trip over a rock and land flat on my face. I get up, just to be jumped on and brought to the ground again. I whimper.
That's gonna leave a mark.
I roll my eyes. I get up. I hear yet another agonizing scream. Three more to go.
I turn around. Never mind.
I run over to the small wolf and snap it's neck instantly.
Shadow! I need help!
I run over to where Ash is laying and look at him. He's not bleeding badly, though his rusty -golden colored wolf seems exhausted. His tongue lulls out of his mouth, and his chest is heaving. Seeing as how this is only his second time shifting, he's doing well. Then again, this is my first time shifting so...
Why do you need help?
Ummm...well...just look behind you...
I turn to see two massive male rouges facing me. Crap. They're in fighting stance. Heads low, teeth bared. I look at them, trying to find a weak spot. They look solid, not good. But then, I notice the second one has a limp. Yes! I meet the first ones eyes, they're red, just like all other rouges. They're also very ugly. Misshapen. Wrong. I shake my head, but that was my first mistake. The first wolf lunges, grabbing my scruff, and bites down. Hard. I feel my skin split open, as if I was nothing.
But to him, I guess I am literally nothing, compared to what he normally fights. I'm at 10 year old pup. He fight wolves much better and bigger than me all the time.
He bites down harder, distracting my thoughts. I have to focus on living. I feel my hot, sticky blood trailing down my back and dripping onto the floor. I look to find Ash, and when I do I instantly look away. He's on the ground, with Limpy standing over him, ready to rip out his throat.
Ash, fight! Please, Ash! Come on! You...you can't leave me!
You're strong, little sis. Tell mom and dad I love them, and that I'm sorry for being such a hard head, ok?
NO ASH, STOP HIM!
Limpy snaps down in my brother's neck. I watch as the light leaves my brother's eyes. I watch as the life actually leaves my only brother. I feel my vision go blurry, but deep down inside me, something snaps. I feel my wolf take over, and I let her have full control. This is very dangerous, but I don't care. I can't care. These two have to pay. In blood....
Wow, um so we learned a lot in just 500 words.
Poor Shadow...
And Ash. My favorite character already died.Again, I'm so sorry this is so short, but I'm hoping after the next 2 chapters to have the chapter to be 800-1000 words at least...
Thanks for reading!
( Also what do you guys think about Shadow and Ash? Just curious ;) )
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My Feral Eyes
FantasyA young werewolf girl gets herself into trouble when she leaves her packs territory to escape from a horrible fate. While on her quest to survive, she learns a few new things about herself. Will she survive? ••••• ATTENTION THIS BOOK HAS SOME TALK...