The Breeders

Chapter 7 The Pixie

Opening my eyes I could make out a bright light coming from the opening of the den. I moved to stretch and felt his teeth tighten around my neck and his front leg wrap around my small body pulling me close to him. It reminded me of when a dog would hug his bone in its sleep. He was a very possessive wolf which made me wonder would he ever let me out of his sight?

I tried again to move and he shifted to a sitting position. I didn't mean to wake him up, I just wanted to get up and stretch my muscles after the day I had before.

'What is it?'

His voice coming in clear in the mind link we shared now. It still surprised me that he finally accepted me that I still had to get used to his voice.

'Nothing I was just moving to stretch.'

I had this overwhelming feeling that I wanted to nuzzle him so I did, but only for a short time before he would shake me off. I stood on all fours and then stretched my back and legs, it felt good to move those aching muscles. After I was done I sat on my hind legs looking at him as he stood up and shook his fur out. He was such a beautiful wolf his fur was incredible along with his massive size.

To be in the presence of a royal wolf was the greatest honor in our world. They were rare and carried a presence that almost resembled that of the moon goddess. It was a power that they contained that was given them by the goddess herself. Wolves would always feel near to the moon goddess by being in the presence of a royal wolf. Which is probably why I felt so content being with him, all the more still having the proper fear of him.

My thoughts were going a mile a minute no one could comprehend the full power royal wolves had. It was a mystery that not even they themselves could understand. The stories that were told about them the remarkable things they could do. They brought peace and security or grief and despair and no one knew which they would be. The moon goddess gave them their power and told them to do whatever they liked. Well so I was told throughout the years. Wolf mother would tell me all those stories all the time, which I planned on asking her about.

With all that power royals possess causes me to wonder how he got caught in the first place? How did he end up here contained behind these walls?

I was brought out of my thoughts as he walked out the den into the snow covered woods. This time he didn't give me the order to stay so I followed him staying close to his side.

We walked through the woods knee deep in snow, the cold only bothered me a little bit. With his warmth acting as a furnace I felt content. If you looked closely you could see the snow around him slightly melting and steam forming around us.

'What is your name?'

His voice clearly spoke, the mind link getting stronger the more we used it. Sometimes it was fuzzy or words would go in and out but right now it was clear.

His question stunned me and I stopped walking causing him to pause looking over his shoulder. My mind searched for an answer. Surely I had a name, I just couldn't remember it. Nothing came to me and it frustrated me to not be able to give him a name. Wolf mother had always called us dear or little one never wanting to get too close. Being the fact we were placed elsewhere when we were older.

He turned around facing me waiting for an answer that I knew I had none.

'What's wrong?'

The thought of forgetting made it that much more hopeless. I couldn't remember what I looked like or my parents even the sound of their voices.

'I don't know my name, I've forgotten everything.' I stated, my ears beginning to face down out of sadness and mostly frustration.

The cause was being in this form it didn't require us to know names or words really just feelings and scent. The worst part is even if we escaped could we ever turn back human?