You would visit your grandparent's house every weekend when you were younger and always enjoyed the milk and cookies your grandma made. Sometimes, she'd make you so many that you needed to bring a basket along with you to take home the leftovers.
You were older now, though, and only visited when you had free time and weren't living up to your responsibilities around the castle. You're grandpa passed away just a few years after you turned 11, and your kingdom held a massive funural in celebration of his life. After he passed, your father ruled over the lands.
Now, being 13 years old and adventerous beyond belief, you would sneek out of the castle and go running through the woods to your grandma's house.
"Be careful, __________", your mother always worried when she caught you.
You rolled your (e/c) eyes and let out a small groan of irritation.
"Yeah, okay, mother", you answered.
You grabbed your basket and hurried to grandma's, taking the usual way through the woods.
For some reason, youalways loved being surrounded by nature, especially in the morning. The aroma of damp tree bark and lightly misted grass sent tingles down your back.
But, sometimes, you felt as though you were being watched. You felt as though cold, lifeless eyes were observing your every move.
You heard the snap of a branch from behind you, quickly turning around to see if anyone was following you.
"He-...Hello...?" you breathed out nervously.
Snap
You heard it again, turning the other way to check each side of yourself. Once you only heard silence, you continued walking.
But before you could reach the light at th end of the wooden maze, you were pushed aside by something that looked your size, tumbling some and then being pinned down with your arms to the side of your head.
"AHHH!" You screamed.
When you looked to see what had attacked you, you didn't what to believe. You were attacked by a...boy?
"You're in our territory, girl", he spat out.
Now, this wasn't any ordinary boy. He looked to be part...wolf. He had furry ears and a puffy tail like a wolf, but his face, body, feet, and hands all resembled a human boy. The color of his fur was pitch black, and his eyes glowed a bright red. The only thing that threw you off was his snow white hair. When he snarled at you, you noticed his sharp fangs. His hands that had you pinned had clawed nails, and gripped tighter as you stared longer.
"Did you hear me, girl? I said you are in our territory", he repeated, hearing the thick, Russian accent.
You snapped back, being the sassy child you are.
"Yeah, I heard you. You're telling me to get out, but how can I get up when you're pinning me down?" You answered vaguly.
He made a 'tch' noise before getting off of you.
"Go on, get", he swatted you away like a fly.
You rolled your eyes before continuing to walk. You didn't look back at the boy, but for some reason, he followed you.
"Name", he said.
"Yes, I have one", you answered sarcastically.
He growled at you again.
"Your attitude is quite irritating. Get rid of it", he demanded.
You simply chuckled at his wish.
