Disclaimer: I do not own Kouga, or the other characters, but I do own Aya.

Note: This story is about Kouga and one of my characters named Aya. I just wanted to put in my own character because it was getting tiresome to keep reading about the ones that are given.

If you do not like the idea of having a different character than the ones given, please refrain from reading this story. I am writing it just for fun and I'm not trying to offend anyone. For those that do read it, enjoy!

Life's Long Journey

Chapter 1

Five years. Five long and lonely years. That's how long it has been for me. I can still remember the day it all started.

"It is a bad omen, milord, to have such a filthy abomination amongst our pack."

I remember the words clearly. Filthy abomination is what they used to refer to my father. Sure he was different, but so what. He was stronger than all of the others, even the hated leader. But, just because he looked different, he and his family were despised.

I hated my so called leader. He thought he knew everything. He was dumber than a pile of rocks. He couldn't lead the way out of an open field. He was the one that was supposed to be despised. Not my father.

"I know you have concerns, and I will see to it that this abomination is taken care of. Send our best soldiers and take care of him and his filthy family."

Too bad I wasn't there to hear that. I could have warned my mother and father. I was his only child; it was my duty to protect the family name. But I failed to do anything but run like a coward.

The soldiers took over out of nowhere. Neither my father nor my mother was prepared for the attack. I should have been with them. Then I could have died along side them and not have to spend the rest of my life roaming around this forest.

But, unfortunately I wasn't that lucky. The lord hated my father for his appearance. My father was rare. Most wolf demons came in two common colors: brown and white. My father was neither. He had been graced with the most beautiful shade of silver. I love my father's coat. It shined like a thousand stars in the sunlight. His beauty only enhanced when the moons rays hit him. They seemed to pull out the deepest colors in his coat. It looked like the finest silk with a shine that surprisingly calmed you.

Luck seemed to have it in for me, for when I was born, I was also graced with the luxury coat of silver. Back then I thought it was a gift. Now I only see it as a burden, a constant reminder of my past and of my pain.

But what can you do? Honestly someone out there wants me to relive the horror of that night for the rest of my life. But, I guess I deserve it. For someone of my stature to run and hide, I deserve every bit of shame they can throw at me.

See, what I mean by 'my stature' is that I am extremely powerful for a wolf demon. My speed surpasses any demon I have ever come across. Not only that but I have abnormal strength. Plus I'm a tad bit bigger than the average sized wolf. I guess my father's hidden power emerged when I was born. That's probably the main reason why the lord and his soldiers have spent five years hunting me down. I think our little lord is afraid of me coming back and taking over. Ha! Ya right, even if I wanted to I would never return there. It's bad enough the pain I suffer here, 300 miles away from the pack. If I went back I could only imagine that the pain I feel will intensify.

The only thing that strikes me as odd is the fact that I was born with three tails. Ya, three long and slender tails. I'm guessing it's some kind of birth defect or something. I have never seen anything like what I have. But I'm not complaining they come in handy when I'm running.

I would assume that that's the other reason the lord hunts me. He probably thinks that my three tails are a sign of evil. For his sake I hope it's true. Maybe if I am evil I can rid the world of his scum-filled self.

Look at me, I'm hundreds of miles away from the piece of crap, and I am getting all worked up. Need to calm down a bit. Don't want another incident like last time. I still don't think that tree had fully grown back yet.

I think I should stop thinking about this. I just started getting use to the pain; I don't need to start all over again.

Course out here it doesn't help. This forest, from what I have seen, is pretty deserted. Ya some wildlife live here. A few squirrels, and some rabbits, but mainly its birds and me. I have explored this entire forest, down to the very last blade of grass. Nowhere in this forest have I seen an animal bigger than me. Occasionally though, a demon that's bigger than me will pass through here. But normally, the demon never makes it all the way through.

Sometimes, when I am patrolling the edges of the forest I can sometimes pick up on the conversations of the villagers that reside on the west side of the forest. From what I've heard I have become a local legend. Many believe that a spirit of some kind watches over the forest. Some say they are grateful, because they don't have to worry about the demons destroying the village. Every time I hear that, my pride gets boosted a little more, and in the moment I feel happy, even if it only lasts for a short while.

Anyway, back to the forest. On two sides of the forest there are bodies of water. The north side has a river that courses its way down into the valley from a waterfall hidden in the mountains. Along the eastern side is a small lake. Not big enough to be a natural lake, so I suppose it was made by the villagers. I can see why, during the summer its excruciating. Sometimes at night, I go off and take a swim to cool down. Plus the village children seem to love it. Listening to them laugh and play brings happiness to my troubled soul.

So, back the forest again. Let's see, I covered the west, north, and east sides. Oh yes, that leaves the south. The south was always a bit of a mystery to me. This forest shields the mountains that lie on the south side. I have heard rumors that there is a pack of wolves that live beyond the mountain walls. I know for a fact that it isn't my idiotic pack. Those babies are afraid of the mountains. They feared the half-demon named Naraku that was supposedly rumored to be hiding there. Such babies I swear, they are afraid of their own shadows. I would love for them to spend one day out on their own.

Oh boy, look at me. Here I am rambling on about the environment and a lousy excuse for a wolf pack and I haven't told you a thing about me. Well, where to being. As you already know I am a silver wolf demon, a female wolf demon. But don't let that trick you. I am very fierce. You could ask the demons that have come across me if they were still alive. I have the standard yellow wolf eyes. They have that piercing quality to them. I should know, every time I look into the river I give myself the chills. I am about four feet off the ground and about four and a half feet long from nose to tip of tail. That little fact is what scares others the most. It seems that others are afraid of size more than anything else. So back to my features. Ah yes, I have completely forgotten about that detail. This is what makes me very unique among my pack. I have the ability to transform into a human form as well as my wolf form. I love that feature the most. Because of this I am able to walk among the villagers. Though they can tell that I am still a demon by my tails, pointed ears, and my markings on my arms, they don't fear me, and for that I am grateful.

In my human form, I still have the piercing yellow eyes. I also have my three tails that sway gently behind me. My outfit it probably what calms them. I don't wear the forceful look of a warrior with the fighting vest and hakamas, nor do I wear the standard kimono. My style is all my own. I wear a long flowing dress that has no straps but hugs to my figure pretty tightly. It is a simple white color with a gold sash that hangs loosely on my hips. This outfit shows off my markings on my arms. On each arm, about two inches below the shoulder are four white slash marks. In each mark, a smaller gold slash mark lies inside. I know appearances are everything to humans, so I try to calm mine down so I don't frighten them.

I love the little village that lies next to my forest. It's calm and peaceful. I even think that some villagers have figured out that I am the 'spirit' of the forest but none have said so.

Even though I love the village and the people in it, it does get dull. I can't relate to the villagers as a demon, because I might scare them. That's the last thing I want to do, it took me forever to build up their trust. But at times, I have caught a scent of another demon. From what I could tell it is another wolf demon. He's not from my pack, their scents would kill you. No, his scent smells like fresh flowing water and crisp air. Just like the mountains. I have a feeling he is apart of the pack that resides over the walls of the southern mountains. His smell is so inviting, though I have never seen or met him, I have fallen for his scent alone.

A scent can tell you anything. His scent tells me he is strong, in both the mind and physically. He is high spirited and seems to be just as stubborn. The one thing a scent can't tell you is what the person looks like. I wish I could meet him. But for me to journey over the wall would take me leaving this safe haven I spent years trying to build.

Note: If people like this story I will continue it on this site. I am sorry this story is not about Kouga and Kagome of Kouga and Ayame. I like those characters, but this time I wanted to add my own. Hopefully you will like it. I also have another story out call A Rival, a Friend, or Someone to Love.