The Calling

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A Strongbow/Moonshade story because I think they are cute. But lets face it Strongbow is mean when he want to be and Moonshade is what she is. So this story is about Strongbow being mean when Moonshade and him recognition. My spelling and grammar is bad so I'm telling you now so no one has to think they need to tell me.

Moonshade POV

I sat outside of the Holt as I worked on my leathers. The cool night making it easy to stay focused on what I have at hand.

"Joyleaf?" I ask as I look up from the top I have just finished. Joyleaf comes over to me with a smile on her face.

"Are you finished already? It seems as though you had just started working on it?" I smiled up at her with pride as I held up the top.

"No one in the history of the Holt as ever made as fine of leathers as you." She said as she put it against herself.

"It should fit nicely." I smiled at her as I started to work on another piece of leather.

"And who is this next one for?' I looked up at her and then at Clearbrook shirt she was wearing.

"Clearbrook has asked me to make her a new shirt, the one she was is ripped." I smiled at Joyleaf.

"I hope the high one's send you a mate, for your child will have many skills."

I gasped in shock, my eyes widening and warmth coming to me cheeks, showing a blush. I put my head down to hide my face. Bearclaw came over at that moment and smiled at Joyleaf.

**You will look wonderful in that lifemate.**

As they walk away I look into the river. Would I even like to be called lifemate?

Yes, I gave myself a small smile. I would enjoy being called that, to have someone know my soul name…for me to know theirs. But if I would I trailed off as I though further, I would want them to have skills which I do not have…but at least I wouldn't think of anyone in our pack who would care for me…or me of them. I started to rub at the leather of the deer skin.

I worked until Clearbrook came to me.

"Moonshade? It's almost dawn?" My eyes widened as I looked to the lighting sky.

"I lost track of time." I looked at her with a smile as I took my tools and went to my den. Sighing I put away the tool and undressed. I looked to the sky once more as I slowly felt sleep came over me.

Strongbow POV

I was dressed and ready for the hunt. Rain, Bearclaw, and I where already on our waiting wolf's back saying our farewells as we started off. The excitement sang through my blood, I was never as happy as I was when I was hunting. I looked to the river as we rode out and I saw Moonshade watching as we rode off. I looked at her face, her eyes. That's went I felt something I have never felt before…true happiness. Her eyebrows raised in a questioning way as she looked into my eyes. I turned away from her and dunked out of the way of a tree branch.

Eyrn? That name has never come to my mind before, but….no I shook my head as Eyrn came to my head once again. NO! Moonshade is not…I didn't…recognition… a curse. I will not look at Moonshade as anything other then a pack member. She is weak…the mother of my children will be strong. My blood started to sing a different song, one of anger.

"Strongbow!" Bearclaw shouted at me. I gasped as I came out of my thoughts. The hunt. It will keep my mind away from thoughts of…her. Yes I took my bow and make it at the ready. I've already made up my mind, Moonshade will not be my lifemate or anything to me. She wont. I'm strong I thought as the wind few past me as I caught up with the rest of the party, I can stop it from happening. Yes. I'll stop it.

Moonshade POV

Wyl….Wyl? I looked after Strongbow as he rode off into the woods. My eyebrows were raised and I stayed like that until Joyleaf and Clearbrook came over to me. They looked at the patch of wood that I was still staring at.

"Moonshade? What is it?"

I looked at them with fear in my eyes, "I….it can't be."

Recognition.

"What is recognition like?" I asked them tears coming to my eyes. I knew already….there words would not change what is told to ever cub at a young age. When you look into the eyes…the soulname of your match. That elf complete you, and you them.

"Why?" Clearwater asked me.

"I fear…" and at that the stream started to flow down my face. I let myself fall to the ground. I looked up at them my tears turning into sobs that shook my body.

"He's not what I wanted!" I shouted at them "He won't want me!"

Joyleaf come down and looked into my face "You are saying that you and Strongbow?" I looked into her eyes.

"Child? Why do you think he doesn't want you?" Clearbrook ask as she to sat down next to me.

"He would be better with a huntress and I am …I stay in the Holt. He would think me weak…"

"And what do you think him?"

But now as I though of him I though of the things that would be good….not the wrongs he has done in my eyes, the thoughts of before…how he is a hot tempered I thought of a bad.

"He is strong….skilled…and he cares for the pack…"

I stayed there looking at the Holt. What will it be like for us? Would we live in my den or his? Will we have many children or few? Will he be happy with me as his lifemate or….would he give me a child and then not look at me again except for a pack member?

Why am I thinking this! My anger at myself started to come forward. He won't be anything to me if he doesn't want me to be anything to him. But I must try; the need to know what he thought of me came in a flood of emotions that I never knew.

I heard the hunters coming back, Rain smiled as they showed the fat deer they have killed. I looked over my shoulder and saw Strongbow looking at me.

**Wyl?**I sent him.

But just as quickly he turned away.

**Do not dare call me that** was all he sent to me and he showed disapproval in his send and a hint of disgust.

I turned, a tear coming to my eye and I quickly wiped it away. But now I thought of it, he doesn't want me. I felt anther tear roll down and I let out a breath I had been holding. If he doesn't want me then I will prove I am just as hot headed as he is. But the feeling of a lost I never knew came into my heart. Anger…sadness…love. I frowned at the later of the feelings.

I stood up and saw both Joyleaf and Clearbrook look my way as I made my way to them to help clean the kill. Before I got there I could tell they had already sent the news of Strongbow and my…I won't say that word. If he doesn't say it or show it nether will I. I may not be a strong hunter and spend my time being the tailor for our pack but I am a wolfrider and I am strong.

But as the meal started I found myself unable to eat much. A sick feeling took me as I tried harder and harder not to look at him. I could tell from the few glances he was acting as if nothing had changed.

I made it to my den before I started to sob, I couldn't stop the feeling of a piece of me being taken away I never I was missing, but I do not know when I fell into a restless sleep.

Strongbow POV

I came out of my den, I hadn't slept but just sat there…I growled at myself. I was thinking of her all night. Of that woman that has no part in my life. But the thought of her were the worse. Was she ok? Was she sleeping soundly when I stayed up and though of her? Was she happy? Of course she was. Who wouldn't want me as a lifemate? I'm strong and powerful. Any elf would want me to give them a child.

I just got angrier at myself as I went through the meal. I wanted to look at her. I ate as if I wasn't hungry, and the whole time I thought of her. Her beautiful eyes, her long hair, her smile, and her laugh. But I wouldn't look. Last time I did she called me Wyl…Eyrn….Eyrn…Eyrn. It was like a song in my head that was both my heaven and hell. I must hunt…that it…hunt.

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Kristine