A quick snap of a thin twig, breaks the stony silence in the air. I'm on my feet in seconds, adrenaline pulsing through my veins like liquid lava. Slowly my gaze filters through the bark of the many tree's in hopes to find the maker of the sound. Everything grows quiet in seconds, but I know I'm not alone. I could feel someone's or something's presence close to mine. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, and scenting the air for the one responsible for the sound.
I can only smell the familiar aroma of pine and fresh air. It is normally a comforting scent, but not when my potential attacker is masked within its strong fragrance. My heartbeat escalated as I heard nothing but a gentle breeze blow past. I look down at my hands, instantly seeing my dark mystical blood crawl up my veins in a mesmerizing way. I needed to calm down, if whoever this was that was taunting me, was human, I couldn't wolf out.
Softly I take a step towards the area the twig had originally broken, it was to my left. A small cluster of trees hid the spot well. I took another step, while inhaling slowly. I could feel someone was close. For a moment I lay my hand on the scratchy bark, listening as closely as I can for any unusual sounds. At first I only hear a dull ringing as well as my heartbeat in my ears. I relax for a moment exhaling; perhaps it was all in my imagination.
That's when I hear a sharp intake of breath, followed by a gasp of shock and pain. I lunge forward not quite certain on how I was so prepared to move. It only takes a moment for me to be in the open, and in front of the trees. My eyes look down to a body lying limply on the ground. Shock fills me; I take a step, scenting the area.
The scent was vaguely familiar, but I couldn't seem to fully recognize it. I look closely at the limp body, to see its shoulder barely moving for each breath. My gaze lands on a spot of maroon, which sent chills down my spine. I gasp and my hand clamps over my mouth to stifle the shriek that I had felt coming.
I could tell that the wound was very deep, and possibly fatal. It was imperative that I told my parents. Quickly I turn to sprint back home, to get help, when I hear a nearly silent groan of pain. My body whirls around, as my eyes connect with the face I had seen so often.
"Rhydian…" My voice was low, almost a whisper. Tears spring in my eyes, with a sudden burst of many different emotions. I shake my head, this couldn't be real. He had left months ago, to go with his family and be a wild Wolfblood.
I hear him mumble something, though I couldn't decipher the words. His eyes were closed as he seemed to be unconscious. My heart beat was pulsing madly throughout my body. I could feel my eyes slowly shift to the beautiful gold of the inner beast inside me. All of me shook; I couldn't even begin to comprehend what I was experiencing.
He turns over slowly and screams out in pain. Tears were rolling down his dirt covered cheeks. His shaggy long blonde hair was matted and stuck to his face as his sweat poured down his face. He was running a fever, the wound was infected.
"Rhydian!" I yell this time, cringing with his blood chilling screams. His eyes flash open as he convulses. For a fraction of a second his gaze looks straight at me, he whimpers. My body burns, I feel close to transforming. Suddenly his gaze drops as his eyes close, he is unconscious yet again.
The wolf inside reacts before I can do anything. A loud howl pushes up smoothly from my throat. I could feel the sense of begging as I howled; my only hope was that parents would be able to arrive before it was too late.
I felt myself grow weak as I stare at Ryhdian's pained face. Deep inside shock was taking over my body, slowly shutting down my over reactive body. The trees around me began to spin. I felt my body sway in confusion. That's when my sight went black, as I collapsed onto the soft layer of dirt, everything fading into nothing.