Chapter One - Empty Words
Koda
Haze is lying on top of me, licking my muzzle. "Forever" She says. Lightning flashes and she disappears, leaving me standing on a ledge. It's pitch black except for the occasional sparks of electricity in the sky. The rain's coming down hard but I hardly notice. Behind me few paces stands a black silhouette. The only thing of him I can see are his red eyes.
"What are you going to do now?" He asks calmly.
I grind my teeth together. My composure cracks for a second as I think of the past events. "What's it matter to you?" I growl.
"You have suffered great pain. My advice: use it. Turn it to hatred" The figure replies.
"Already at that point" I reply.
"You have a great future ahead of you. I can help you achieve it" Another flash of lightning and he's gone as well.
I'm left completely alone now. I let his words sink in. The sorrow turns to anger, and the anger into resentment. "I'll kill them" I growl. And I won't let these words be as empty as her's.
Tasha
Something kept me up, staring out of the den through the rain.
"Come to bed" Creer says behind me.
"In a minute" I say dismissively. There's something out there, I can feel it.
A figure walks in front of our den. I wouldn't have seen him if it weren't for the white fur on his under belly and insides of his legs. "Koda" I call out for my brother. The figure stops and slowly moves this way. He stops just before the entrance of the den. "Come in" I urge him. He steps inside, water pouring off of him.
"Thank you" I barely hear him. He stares blankly past me.
"What were you doing out there?" I ask concerned. I've been worried about him ever since the incident.
"Clearing my head" He replies.
I can't think of anything to respond to that with. He's been "Clearing his head" ever since that night. In fact, I hardly see head or tail of him anymore. Nobody does. Mom says he just needs time.
"Why don't you stay for the night?" I ask him.
"I'm not tired" He replies.
"I didn't say you had to sleep" I use some of my mother's sass. He looks, conflicted, over his shoulder towards the exit. "Please" I plead.
"I guess I can stay" He agrees.
Yes! I always get what I want. I drag him by the ear further into the den. He doesn't resist but he doesn't seem happy about it either. I return to my mate while Koda lies down a few feet from us. "Goodnight, Koda."
"Goodnight, Sis" He lays his head down.
Mom says he needs time to get over it. Dad says he needs space to think about it. But I think he needs love so he can forget about it.
Here's my new story. What do you think happened to Koda? Leave your thoughts and ideas in the reviews.