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We're currently preparing our armour and the things that we need for the training. Yet, here I am standing while two young cubs climbing into mine.
" Keith and warren! Stop it!" I demand in a very usual tune.
" Bring us bird please! A huge one." They plead, that made them both look cute. Who could ever resist at this two?
" Do you like eating bird?" I ask them smiling. After all, birds does taste like chicken.
"No, but we'd wanna play with it. Hehehehe " said warren who's terribly desperate to get one.
" Okay, I'll bring birds with me when I returned, now down" I ordered and they followed. Good that they were not stubborn.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The mumbled out while marching into the house. I let out a smile. Somehow, I remembered my self to them, maybe because of longings. I sigh. I must move on. I felt a single drop of tears at my cheeks.
" Let's go?" Said uncle johann from outside. I immediately take off those tears and walk out.
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We are in the Eastern side of this village for our training. This place was quite large just for training. The ground was filled with thick green grass, at the left side was the village small cottage for armours, weapons and sword wielding while in the right side was the- I don't know much of that side, its just that it was covered with dark wall. What's that? I just strugged my head.
The training area was a sunken ground, not too sunk just not plain from the ground. It was surrounded with thick forest making the wind blows cool. This place was just a meter a way from the village, that's why I saw a lot of werewolves up here.
" Let's go down there!" Said uncle johann. I'm a little bit anxious about meeting my mate down there. For now, I didn't see him. Where did he go? I just scratch the idea and nod in response.
" Okay uncle"
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" Don't take your guard down in front of your foe or you'll be stumble and lose. " lectured the man who trained us. Dunno what's his name. He's in the middle of his 40's but his body figure was admirable than any other. He isn't look in that age but base on the way he moves, he is probably had too many experience in fighting.
He taught us all about hand to hand combat. It is to ensure our strength to fight not just to shift. I pout when uncle johann moved to the warriors side.
All male werewolf are in the age of 30 up is require to join the pack warriors for the village security and force during battle. It sadden me knowing here I am alone like usual, nobody befriend me. I notice that there are several werewolf who take their gaze on me, some looked confuse and others look like they're going to kill me, hand in hand. I just look forward to where the mentor is to avert my attention.
" What's your name, young man?" Ask the mentor the moment I take my gaze on him? He slowly walk to where I am.
" U-uhm, I'm Al- Alexander Night!" I said stuttering. Damm, this guys presence were too strong that made me overwhelmed. He look at me, suspiciously.
" Alright, I'm William." then he handed his right hand of me. I just look at it for a while. What is he doing? Now, my face look miserable and take my guard on. Maybe this is one kind of attacks. I moved my body to fight stance just when I heard him chuckle. What's wrong with this guy?
" Pffft, uhm you look disoriented about this thing young man. Its what we called shake hands. Where your right hands and mine are being twined for a while as a matter of covenant or accepting others to your life. Silly!" I just nod my head. Never experience that before. Whom will I'm going to shake hands with when I was living alone? I'on did never do this before. I then move my right hand to him. We both shake our hands when he mutters,
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AM I A LUNA? (Unedited)
Werewolf" AM I A LUNA?" is a boy x boy werewolf story featuring a young werewolf who was being exiled in his own pack because of an unknown incident. ____________________________________ Alexander spent most of his life living at the Western woods, the mos...
