A/N: Just something I decided to do when I got bored. The werewolf will look like the one from Elder Scrolls Online(because why not?) I don't own anything.
Dark grey clouds covered the forest in pelting hard rain. The cold wind shook the trees and threatened to topple them. Nobody would be able to hear "timber" under its loud screech.
A pure blooded werewolf, never born elf, human, or beastmen, curled under a cave. Despite his black fur, the cold air tackled his body and made him shake violently. Normally, this werewolf would be with a pack of other creatures such as him, but he was a rogue, a solo predator who hunts down his prey with ferocious speed and strength and never works with anyone. He just kills them and eats them instead.
Suddenly, a scent caught his nose. It smelled sweet, young, and near death. It was coming towards his cave.
The wolf opened his feral red eyes and saw his trespasser. It was a nord child, female in appearance with her dampened red hair and shivering more madly than the werewolf itself. She desperately hung onto her clothes before the wind can pry them off her and leave herself more susceptible to the freezing air. Each step of hers took every last of her willpower before she foolishly chose to come inside of his cave and collapse on the other side of his resting spot.
Animal instincts told him to simply kill the child. Such a fortuitous chance to find prey so weak and an inch from death, but another instinct kicked in. He couldn't fathom why but the werewolf felt the need to curl his body around the child to keep death away from her, making her warm in the process. And he decided to do just that..
He walked over to her slowly on all fours and picked her up by the scruff of her dress with his maw, bringing her nearer to end of the cave so the pounding of water and earth didn't sound so menacing. When they reached the destination, he dropped her carefully and she changed into a ball, whimpering with her eyes shut tight. Good thing the werewolf bathed this morning because he wrapped his muscular furred body around her small frail one, and the warmth he gave off brought some color back into her. He felt warmer than ever before as sleep drove them into blissful slumber.
The werewolf felt something stir. The child was waking up.
He lifted himself off the ground and smacked his lips, then yawning and stretching his body. He looked outside the cave and found that the storm has passed, leaving behind the sun's golden rays and leftover droplets of water falling from the tree's leaves. He first heard the birds tweeting their song, but then a small gasp behind him.
He looked backed and found the girl on her knees, trying to hold in her scream and her emerald eyes open in shock. Crap, how was he suppose to tell her he means no harm when he can't even speak english? Then a thought crossed his mind. He stepped closer to her, and before she can react, nuzzled her face affectionately like a puppy.
That got him what he wanted: a cute little giggle only a kid could do and a hug on his neck. He smiled but later frowned when she cried into his neck. Time flew as the wolf waited patiently for her tears to dry out.
When she finished, she drew back and stared at him with salty water dripping on her cheeks. He licked them away. "Thank you," she said.
The werewolf responded by licking and nuzzling her face again.
She looked down at her fists with eyes reflecting sadness and disbelief. "I was on a carriage ride with my mommy and daddy yesterday," she started explaining. Her voice cracked occasionally. "There was a scary storm coming but Daddy kept everyone calm with funny jokes. It worked, but then…" More tears sprouted . "A bunch of mean men came out behind the trees and attacked us! They did something to our carriage driver with their sharp things and he stopped moving. Then they got me and Mommy off the carriage. I didn't know why but then they gave Daddy a sharp thing to cut Mommy's head off!" Now her tears were uncontrollable. "I asked Daddy why and he said all he wanted was Mommy's money. Then he said I was just a mistake and told me to run away or else he would do the same thing to me. I wanted to ask him what he meant that I was a mistake but I still ran. I slipped and fell a lot because of the rain and the wind made it harder to move."
Carefully, the wolf cradled the crying girl into his chest. He understood every word she said. Even creatures who people had believed to be heartless have feelings, especially when it comes to family issues.
"I don't think I have family anymore," she croaked. "I think Daddy doesn't want me anymore and Mommy is where she told me all nords go so will you…" she hesitated, "be my family? W-Will you… be my Daddy?"
Protectiveness became another instinct to him. He wiped away the last of her tears with his clawed thumb and she gazed up at him. He nodded. He will raise this child as his own and make sure danger keep itself away from his little cub. No matter what the costs.
A/N: Was this good? I may turn this into a series if I get enough reviews.