Dark hearted, unloving, and untrusting. These are all characteristics of
Galogna, a male lupe. He was an emerald color with midnight blue tipped
legs, ears, and tail. He also had midnight colored eyes. He had been
intrusting ever since he was a pup. You see, when he was very young, his
father betrayed him of his trusting heart. One dark, stormy night, his
father attacked him and his mother. Galogna escaped his father's clutches
with only a lightning shaped gash across his muzzle, yet his mother never
lived to see another day. Ever since, he never trusted another again.
Will it change? I don't know. Perhaps his dark heart will learn to love
and trust again someday.
Now, the gash that Galogna received eventually became a silver scar. This scar that he wore was no ordinary scar, though. On that night he received powers that rested within it. From that day forth, he could control the lightning. Although this was a very special and extraordinary gift, he kept it secret within himself. Fear enveloped inside of him that if he told of this force he held, that the creature that he told would feel close to him and, therefore, grow close to his heart. This feared him above all things for his father had been the closest that he had ever gotten to another, and he did not want to suffer his brutal pain once more. This is the story of how one lupe showed him that there are some who can be trusted.
* * *
CRASH! The thunder boomed as the lightning illuminated the night sky. A green figure slinked through the trees of an elusive forest. It came to a cave and went inside. Stopping around the mouth, it turned around and looked up to the sky. A lightning shaped scar glowed upon his muzzle. He narrowed his eyes to the lightning, its flashing light gleaming within them. Galogna then looked down, closing his midnight eyes tightly. Looking up one more, he let out a long, mournful howl that could be heard for miles around. Its long, unceasing tone was heard by one lupe in particular. When Galogna's cry of sorrow ended, it echoed for seconds after. The lightning overhead died down, and he padded into the small cave that he called "home".
It was a fairly small sized cave with just a bunch of dried leaves and small animal furs in a corner. There were cracks in the walls that made their way down to the cold, stone floor. Water dripped to the floor occasionally form a small crack in the ceiling. The water formed a small puddle from which Galogna got his water supply. He slowly walked over to the puddle and lapped up some of the fresh rain water.
Suddenly, he looked up, sensing a presence from outside his cave. He lowered his ears to his skull, baring his ivory teeth. He lowered his head as a figure stepped near the mouth of his cave. The lightning outside started up again, yet this time it was closer and more severe. A yelp of fear escaped the tiny creature. It jumped into the cave, revealing it to be a small spotted gelert. Galogna moved from the darkness of the corner and snarled at it. He inched closer and closer to the spotted pup, growling deep in his throat. The gelert whimpered, shaking from head to toe, as the advancing lupe looked at him with cold, unmoving eyes.
Galogna stopped right in front of the trembling creature. "What are you doing in my territory?" he growled.
The gelert just looked outside and then back at Galogna with pleading eyes. "I-I-I was j-just t-trying to seek sh-shelter from the r-rain. I-I didn't know..."
"Silence!" Galogna boomed. He narrowed his eyes to the cowering gelert. "You will be spared, but be warned! I do not wish to see your face in my territory again. Now be gone with you!" The gelert yelped with fright, running as fast as his legs could carry him into the rainy night. Galogna watched him until he faded into the trees.
He closed his eyes, and the storm ceased. Droplets of water fell from the leaves of the trees as Galogna sighed and went back into the darkness of his cave.
He stopped and sat, thinking of that day long ago. He began to remember the day he vowed himself to solitude, to never trust another again. He then remembered going back to his cave the day after that terrible night to find the floor stained with his mother's blood, but his mother no where to be seen. He closed his eyes as a single, silvery tear dropped from his eye. He then padded over to his bed of leaves and furs and soon went to sleep, unaware of the events that would occur the next day when he awoke...
Now, the gash that Galogna received eventually became a silver scar. This scar that he wore was no ordinary scar, though. On that night he received powers that rested within it. From that day forth, he could control the lightning. Although this was a very special and extraordinary gift, he kept it secret within himself. Fear enveloped inside of him that if he told of this force he held, that the creature that he told would feel close to him and, therefore, grow close to his heart. This feared him above all things for his father had been the closest that he had ever gotten to another, and he did not want to suffer his brutal pain once more. This is the story of how one lupe showed him that there are some who can be trusted.
* * *
CRASH! The thunder boomed as the lightning illuminated the night sky. A green figure slinked through the trees of an elusive forest. It came to a cave and went inside. Stopping around the mouth, it turned around and looked up to the sky. A lightning shaped scar glowed upon his muzzle. He narrowed his eyes to the lightning, its flashing light gleaming within them. Galogna then looked down, closing his midnight eyes tightly. Looking up one more, he let out a long, mournful howl that could be heard for miles around. Its long, unceasing tone was heard by one lupe in particular. When Galogna's cry of sorrow ended, it echoed for seconds after. The lightning overhead died down, and he padded into the small cave that he called "home".
It was a fairly small sized cave with just a bunch of dried leaves and small animal furs in a corner. There were cracks in the walls that made their way down to the cold, stone floor. Water dripped to the floor occasionally form a small crack in the ceiling. The water formed a small puddle from which Galogna got his water supply. He slowly walked over to the puddle and lapped up some of the fresh rain water.
Suddenly, he looked up, sensing a presence from outside his cave. He lowered his ears to his skull, baring his ivory teeth. He lowered his head as a figure stepped near the mouth of his cave. The lightning outside started up again, yet this time it was closer and more severe. A yelp of fear escaped the tiny creature. It jumped into the cave, revealing it to be a small spotted gelert. Galogna moved from the darkness of the corner and snarled at it. He inched closer and closer to the spotted pup, growling deep in his throat. The gelert whimpered, shaking from head to toe, as the advancing lupe looked at him with cold, unmoving eyes.
Galogna stopped right in front of the trembling creature. "What are you doing in my territory?" he growled.
The gelert just looked outside and then back at Galogna with pleading eyes. "I-I-I was j-just t-trying to seek sh-shelter from the r-rain. I-I didn't know..."
"Silence!" Galogna boomed. He narrowed his eyes to the cowering gelert. "You will be spared, but be warned! I do not wish to see your face in my territory again. Now be gone with you!" The gelert yelped with fright, running as fast as his legs could carry him into the rainy night. Galogna watched him until he faded into the trees.
He closed his eyes, and the storm ceased. Droplets of water fell from the leaves of the trees as Galogna sighed and went back into the darkness of his cave.
He stopped and sat, thinking of that day long ago. He began to remember the day he vowed himself to solitude, to never trust another again. He then remembered going back to his cave the day after that terrible night to find the floor stained with his mother's blood, but his mother no where to be seen. He closed his eyes as a single, silvery tear dropped from his eye. He then padded over to his bed of leaves and furs and soon went to sleep, unaware of the events that would occur the next day when he awoke...