Chapter 1: She-wolf

"That love is mean, and love hurts / But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby!"

- Blue Jeans, Lana Del Rey

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In the cold, crisp air, a wolf of a navy blue coat was on hot pursuit of a hopping creature. He was on the hunt for food early in the morning. The white rabbit hopped as fast as it can to survive from the hungry wolf, but it grew fatigued and slow. It wasn't going to make it home; it hesitated. And in that moment of hesitance, the small creature was ensnared in the jaws of its predator.

Ame, dripped in blood from the mouth below, began to devour his kill. He had been without food for two days. It was hard to kill the bigger animals alone. Day by day he grew older and clever, but he also grew a bit estranged. He was meaning to visit his mother once in a while to help her with anything since she was growing older each day as well. Sometimes if he had extra game, he'd bring it down for her. It was winter after all.

Then he smelled something unfamiliar.

Ame grew a bit territorial, and any human who dares to try and tear down his forest will be answering to him. But it wasn't a human he smelled. Well, at first he thought it was but... something was different. Carrying his half-eaten rabbit, he stalked the creature by smell and sound, not before covering the blood in snow for a temporary cover up. As quiet as he can be, he took careful steps and cautious 180 degrees scans around the area before stalking the scent again.

Something was wrong. The scent disappeared. Fixating his ears, he tried to search for whatever it was, but it was quiet. But he was on high alert. Whatever it was, it also used the snow to hid their tracks.

...

Snow. It finally snowed. The feeling of her bare skin tingling against the fresh, crisp air made memories flood her mind. The skies were clouded with soft cotton, and snowflakes fell from the sky to kiss her rosy nose. She was so caught up in her muse that Ms. Hana had to tap her shoulder.

Startled by her sudden appearance and touch, Ms. Hana giggled.

"I'm sorry Maya, did I scare you?"

Maya nodded with a slight blush spreading on her face. "Sorry, Ms. Hana... D-did you need any help?" She looked up at the woman. Maya was a live-in home support and part-time preschool teacher. She was young, but claimed she graduated early to help her family back in Canada.

"Oh, I was worried you might be a bit cold. Here." She handed her a yellow jacket and a white scarf.

Bowing her head and took the clothes graciously, she said, "Thank you Ms. Hana. You didn't have to..."

"Maya, just Hana is fine," the woman said with a sweet smile for the thousandth time. She turned away before Maya could say anything. "Feel free to explore around here - you're always coped up in the house! Familiarize yourself with the entire area. Just make sure you stay on the path or you'll get lost!"

"T-thank you Ms- Er, Hana!" Maya wore the jacket and scarf before looking around.

"I'm going to work! I'll be back soon!"

"Take care, Ms. Hana."

The woman stopped abruptly and turned around, looking back at her home. As if lightning struck the young worker, she quickly bowed, hiding her flushed face. "I-I mean, Hana! Please take care!"

She giggled, waving her hand at Maya, and continued to walk to the museum.

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Turning right, Maya headed towards the mountains with a skip in her feet and began to sprint uphill, feeling the burn in her thighs. The icy wind nipped her face and the snow began to dance like a twirling ballerinas behind her until they caress the blanket of snow. Beautiful, Maya thought looking at the mountains.

Running made her feel free and spontaneous. She spun with her arms open wide and head tilting up to the sky. Her eyelids shut and felt the wind blow and the snow touch her warm, sunkissed skin. It reminded her of home. Then a flood of loneliness overwhelmed her; it was a home she can never go back to. She could not go back to see her family and friends, or the people of her tribe. Home was so far away, and she would give anything to go back. But it was not possible, not when her Uncle is in power.

Shaking her head from negative thoughts, she took off all her human clothes and shoes. It smelled different for her—that is, if she could smell the difference. The right term would be felt. Maya relied mostly on touch and eyes, due to an unfortunate event in her life. It was just a terrible accident. Simply put, she was too reckless and she lost her sense of smell.

Maya, now in her true form, prance around in joy like a happy puppy. It had been too long and her body had ached for this form. It was easier to walk on fours than two because her wispy tail helped her balance. Oh how satisfying it was to be a wolf again. She leaped and found herself in a pile of snow.

A wolf head pops out of the pile with a tongue lolling about, and she jumped out of her pile and rolled around. Her scent was covered completely, the snow almost acted like a blanket for her double coated fur. Watching the serene atmosphere, she sighed, watching her hot breath take appearance in the air. Looking around, there was cranes huddling together with their wings flapping and a herd of deer in the back grazed around the bushes for meal before slumbering. As for Maya, she rolled onto her back and gazed up at the white sky.

Snowflakes hovered around her once more and touched her nose. She opened her mouth and breathed, watching the hot air leave her and melt the snowflakes.

C-R-A-A-A-C-K!

Startled, Maya jumped to her fours and turned to run away. But a cold and moist touch stopped her.

And all she saw was blue.

A/N

I need to take matters into my own hands and create an Ame love story! We need more fanfics on this anime! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story! It may take a little while to post chapters. I'm notorious for re-writing my work.