A/N: Oh wow! Thank you everyone for the feedback! Thanks so much! And I'm still not sure where I'm exactly taking this, but I have an idea of a sort and I will figure things out. Once again I have not given up on Without A Voice and Master And His Slave, they will be updated in due time. And as for the fans of Master And His Slave, I decided not to end it so soon, there will be a few more chapters. Yay!
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Beta'd by: HowlX23
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This is written in third person POV, sorry for any confusion.
"Damn I knew I shouldn't have wandered away from the pack," whined a small, lone brown wolf. Pressing his soft ears against his head at the sounds of the cracking trees above his head, he let out another soft whine. His soft brown eyes were adjusted to the darkness, easily avoiding trees while running through the dense forest.
"Brother!" He whimpered out, "Oh man, my brother is going to kill me! Brother! Where are you?!"
The brown wolf howled in a low tone, trying not to catch the attention of unwanted predators. Taking in a deep breath, trying to find the scent of his pack, he caught a whiff of burning wood, and an unfamiliar smell. "That's odd there shouldn't be any fires around while the snow falls." The small wolf whimpered lowering his head. His tail tucked in between his legs and his ears moved forward, trying to listen for any unfamiliar sounds.
"Fuck," came a soft whisper from the forest, the wolf let out a low growl. He wasn't sure what to make of the voice. He wasn't the strongest or the bravest member of the pack. Sure he knew how to fight, but he knew he would not stand a chance fighting alone without the protection of his big brother.
The sounds of the trees cracking echoed through the forest as the wolf dashed towards the smell of the fire, his ears stood straight up carefully listening for the sound of the new voice. His light paws grazed through the blanket of snow with ease as he came to a stop near the fire. Taking in another deep breath, he shook his head in confusion. Snow shook off his soft fur as his ears twitched at the cold substance.
He caught the smell of something odd, he had never smelled anything like this creature before. Wondering if that was the creature who spoke before in the forest, he started to follow the scent that leaded away from the fire. He carefully stepped over the larger tree branches that fell recently. "It must have run away from the falling trees," he whimpered out pressing his ears close to his head once more. He feared that he would be crushed next. He started to run, while following the scent's path that was leading outside the forest.
"Someone, anyone. Please, please help me." The wolf stopped in his tracks, moving his ears forward to listen for the strange new voice. It was the same one as earlier but it sounded like it was in pain. He felt fear tugging at his instincts, telling him to run back; run deeper into the woods that he called home. "It could be a trap," he whined again, "brother warned me about hunters and their tricks, how they kill for pleasure. How they are worse than wolverines and grizzly bears combined." The wolf's tail was tucked as far as it could go under his legs, he crouched down low to the ground ready to dart back deeper into the woods.
"Help! Please!" The wolf's ears darted forward, no this voice seemed almost as scared as him, maybe even more fearful. Ignoring his instincts and forgetting about his brother's warnings, he rushed forward out of the forest and gazed down the hill's slope. He spotted what was making the strange calls. There lying on the snow covered ground was a human creature. His ears picked up the odd sounds of heavy breathing and things he never heard before. Taking in a deep breath he smelled fresh spilled blood.
His mouth watered, but he ignored his hunger. Moving slowly towards the creature, eyeing it carefully, he saw the jagged rock underneath the creature's body. The heavy breathing continued as the creature kept trying to turn it's head. The wolf kept moving forward, curiosity now coursing through its body and over riding the fear.
The creature turned it's head and looked at the wolf, he froze staring into the deep blue eyes and the pale face. He saw water dripping down it's face, he saw that the creature was in pain and he smelled the fear coming from it. The creature's breathing slowed down and its eyes closed shut as the body itself would not stop shivering.
He moved closer to the creature his fear had disappeared and he knew that the creature would cause no harm to him. It looked too delicate and fragile. Moving closer he pressed his nose to its forehead, gently nudging it to see if it was still breathing. And it was, slowly and softly. The wolf let out a small soft whine to the creature trying to get it to wake up, he knew it would die out here in the cold with no fur to protect it from the blistering winds.
Taking in a deep breath, he moved closer to the bag that was under the creature's head. He gently bit into the odd thing, seeing if it was part of the creature's body or not. He sighed happily when he tugged it completely away from the creature. Curious, he tore open the bag with ease and stuck his snout inside the hole he made, smelling the food his stomach growled with hunger. His small jaws grabbed onto something small and long. He pulled his snout out of the bag and bit into his prize, coughing on the odd tasteless material that covered the new food he discovered.
After coughing up all the odd material he whined in frustration and let his hunger win as he ate the thin stick of he thought was some new meat. It wasn't something he was used to, there was no blood or fur attached to the meat and it had a strange spice to it. Finishing up the meat stick in a few bites, he sighed as he looked over at the shivering creature as it lay asleep.
Guilt overwhelmed his entire being, for some reason he didn't want this creature to die. Not like this, he also did not want to eat the creature. Not knowing if it even tasted good or if it would be poisonous to him, he didn't want to risk anything. Slowly he walked over to the body of the creature and laid down next to it. Gently placing his tail on one of the creatures legs and placing his head on what he assumed was the creature's chest. Taking in a deep breath again, letting the scent imprint onto his mind. His ears pressed against his head, he realized that the creature had a scent of a female. Sighing once more, he moved closer. He found a creature weaker and more fragile than him, and he suddenly had the urge to protect her.
His ears perked up at the sounds of crunching that came from the woods behind him and the creature. The sounds came closer, and the wolf's body tensed up ready to fight anything that came near him and his new discovery.
"TARBLE!" A loud growl echoed from above him, "Just what the hell do you think you are doing near that human?!" Barks and angry growls echoed throughout the forest. Tarble lifted his head from the creature's chest and let out a soft whine, "I found her, brother." He stared straight at his brother a much larger black wolf than himself, and the rest of his pack members. They all snarled at the sight of him.
All of his pack members were bigger than him, but not by too much. His older brother stood out from the rest of them, some forest creatures most of the time mistook his brother for a giant black bear. His brother and him had the royal blood lines of Dire Wolves, but his brother was the gifted one. He had a power no other wolf had possessed for centuries.
His brother let out a vicious growl and charged towards him. Tarble stood up and ran in front of the creature, baring his teeth and snapping his jaws. Ready to defend the helpless creature at all costs, even if it meant to fight his own brother, his own leader of their pack.
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Alright loves! I felt like I had to leave it right there, and continue it Monday or something, when I have some free time. Thanks again for all the positive feedback you guys! I would love to know what you guys thought about this! Sorry if you thought Vegeta was going to be a werewolf, but hey things work out for the better.
Until Next Time loves!
-LunarSinner
