Alright so first, thank you for reading my story here. Second, I am new to the site so, yeah. But this isn't my first time writing, truly I also write on another site but decided to also come here and do a string of other stories also. So, if you guys would kinda help me out through the site and everything that would be much appreciated! But other than that stuff I would like to say that I will probably mix this story up quite a bit (though try to put in important parts!) when it comes to the actual plot of the original Wolf's Rain. But hey! Isn't that what fanfiction is all about? ;) Please do enjoy! There is only one other story that I have actually made it this awesome(in my opinion!) with like details and just the way it's written. So yeah! Haha, but yes, enjoy enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf's Rain nor any of it's characters
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I clung to the fur, afraid that if I let go I would never be found. The fur was soft and had the sweet fragrance of the forest, a smell that I wished to know for real, and not only in dreams. Yes, a dream. A dream that relentlessly came back to me every night. I woke slowly, opening my eyes to slits only to be blinded by the morning sun. I covered my eyes and took in a deep breath, noticing that the wonderful fragrance of the forest still lingered in my nostrils. How odd, since it was only a dream. You see, I have never known the forest- never been to a forest- only had heard stories from my mother, and had seen paintings in books. The thought of a forest was practically a fairytale. Just like if someone were to mention wolves, they were thought to be crazy.
Wolves had long since gone extinct and was just another fairytale in most peoples' eyes. Pulling myself up into a sitting position I eyed the room I had inevitably landed in from the previous night. It was grungy looking. There were cobwebs in almost every corner, the floorboards were not in good shape being splintery and uneven, the paint chipping on the walls, the window covered by a thin cloth in attempt to keep out the frigid air. But this was the best I could get unless I was to sleep outside on the streets, where the weather had full and complete access to my body. Keeping the faded sheets around my shoulders I slipped off the cot made to look like a real bed and went over to the window. Lightly pushing aside the thin cloth I looked out at the city. People went about their business, giving off no signs of discontent of the world that surrounded them. But to think that they would be expecting too much of these people, for this world in which surrounds them is all that they have ever known- only hearing stories about when the world was what could be called paradise now, just as I had when I was a young child.
Sighing I turned away letting the cloth fall back into place. Pulling the sheet from my shoulders I tossed it back onto the cot bed. Then grabbed my clothes from the floor where they had been laying I gingerly ran my fingers across the fabric of my shirt. It felt soft at touch but had a slight roughness to it. Closing my eyes momentarily I could almost imagine the feel of the fur from my dream once again. Opening my eyes I pulled on the tight shirt, then slipped into a pair of fleece thigh-high socks and pulled on a knee length skirt, then quickly laced up my boots. Swiping my black jacket from an unstable side table I opened the door and stepped out into the drafty hallway. I would leave this hotel and see if I could manage to find something to eat. The thudding of my boots hitting the hardwood stairs echoed in the deserted building, for even when I reached the counter where I had just last night paid for the room I had stayed in had a sign positioned on it saying "Closed". Stopping briefly I glanced behind the counter, no signs of anybody ever even having had occupied the place- not even the faint flicker of a light bulb, as had been there that previous night also. Shrugging it off I left the hotel and began scouring the streets for a bite of anything edible.
By mid-afternoon a down pour had begun, forcing me to take shelter under whatever I could find close. Which happened to be a hole provided beneath a lage tree's trunk- mostly formed by years of it's roots growing and making an encasement. Sitting the farthest away from the opening I watched the rain with my knees closeto my chest, my arms wrapped around them with my chin resting on top my knees. Flashes came with almost every drop that pelted the ground. Flashes of a time before all this- of places that still managed to flourish in this world. Like stories. Like each drop brought along it's own memories, telling you a story of where it's been. I saw fields filled to the brim with flowers of all kinds, the grass moving slowly side to side with each gentle gust of wind and mountains whiter than I'd ever seen- though I'd never seen much outside of this city- yet still dotted with trees as green as the image of the fields. And I saw even flashes of wolves, the animals erased from the face of the earth, but the way they ran, stirring the white with such majesty it was painful to think such animals no longer roamed the earth. Only from what I have heard and even been able to see with such flashes as these and paintings the species of wolves were a kind that beheld immense beauty yet contained such savage killing ability it was just about unbelievable.
Shaking my head I cleared out my thoughts of wolves, I think of these animals well beyond that of just a regular interest. I sighed then buried my face in my knees, letting my long thick chestnut hair spill out around my now small ball-like figure. I could hear as the rain lightened up a bit, but not enough that I would willingly go out into. Not unless I wanted to become drenched to the point of possible drowning. Though it was better than earlier, where if I walked out there I would have drowned just by standing there. Time passed within a blink of an eye, though nothing else had seemed to change. I gasped in surprise when my eyes flicked to the ever so growing longer shadows as my stomach growled. I had not gasped at the fact of myself being hungry, but at the fact that time had passed by so quickly. Yet the rain never ceased. Laying down on my side I pulled my hood over head then tucked in it all my hair, then tightened my jacket around me almost to the point of suffocation- but at least that way she would stay warm. letting my eyes droop I began to let slumber take me under it's wing once again.
"My dear little lily.." my mother chuckled shaking her head. Finally ending to give a warm smile directed only to me, "Have I ever told you the legend that only wolves can find paradise?" becoming eager I shook my head and climbed into my mother's lap ready to hear yet another story about the legendary extinct wolves. Wrapping her arms around me my mother began, " Well, it has been said that wolves are the only ones who can find paradise- or atleast have a chance at getting even such as a glimpse of it. Though, many say that only when the world begins to end that the wolves shall find pradise." glancing up at my mother's face she had a far away look, that of what she was telling me of now to be almost what she yearned for. "But Mother, how can the wolves find paradise when the world ends if they're not around anymore?" I asked puzzeled, she sighed. "That, my dear lily, I cannot tell you- for even from all the stories I know of, I cannot seem to find that answer for even myself." she murmured into my hair. "Just promise me Calla, that if you are ever to find a wolf- watch over it. Make sure that it survives. Because my grandfather once told me that if the wolves found paradise at the world's end, that the world will be reborn. And never again shall we have to suffer under such ways as the ones we do now." she told me softly, but looked at me expectantly. I hugged her, nodding my head, "I promise!" I whispered into her shirt.
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Okay so, this seems like a short chapter- but right now I can't exactly tell sadly. Anyways! I would like to inform you that this is all done with no Beta reader! Mostly because I still don't know much about the system for any questions yes her name is Calla and Calla means lily. So yeah! Nothing too big here just explaining a little bit about Calla and just giving out a good view(or atleast I hope a good view) for what this story shall hold. So yeah please review and I would love to hear what you guys all think!