Chapter 2
A familiar smell of the smoke of a burning fire awoke her. She felt, warm, and happy. Maybe it was just a dream; I probably crashed at grandma's house, that's it. She thought to herself, slowly she opened her eyes, and looked at her surroundings. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed she was not at her grandmas; this was someplace else, a place she had never been too before, as she moved her leg to sit up, a sharp intense pain in her ankle stopped her, and she screamed out in pain, tears welling up at the bottom of her eyes. Her ankle must be broken, she thought. Then she remembered, fear seeped into her bones, as she remembered the horrifying site of the wolf man. She could hear footsteps heading towards her from behind, her body began shaking as she feared for her life, what was going to happen to her. Then someone spoke. " Please don't move, I have to treat your leg, you've seemed to have broken it. i-im sorry I alarmed you before. If I had known you were just a simple female, I would not have been so terrifying before." a calm, yet concerned male voice spoke. Then she could see him come before her, the same wolf man she had encountered. Frightened yet again, she tried to back away, but her ankle seared, she could not move." Get away from, please don't hurt me. Please." she pleaded to the creature, tears now rolling down her face. The creature reached out his hand towards her face slowly, taking a single finger, and wiping away a tear. His touch made her jolt. When she realized what he had done, she opened her eyes, and starred at him. Who was this creature she thought, he was nothing like the stories told to children. He didn't seem like this horrible, bloodthirsty beast. He actually seemed kind. "W-why did you do that, aren't you going to kill me?" she spoke he looked at her, bewildered at her response. Then he chuckled; " you little red one, have me all wrong. Is that what all of you think of my kind?' he asked, a slight smirk on his face. "Well yes, from children we are told never to go out into the woods at night, or we will be killed, and eaten by your kind, are you not like that?" she asked, a certain calmness befalling her now. He looked at her, then stood up, he was much taller than her, and she had to strain her neck to look up at his face. " Nowhere not like that, we only kill if we have to, your kind just fear what they don't understand, now let's see;" he said, turning his head to his left and then to his right, surveying the place. " Um. Mr. Wolf is this your home?" she asked. "Yes." he replied, moving to what looked like a bed, shaking off the blankets, fur flying everywhere. " I'm sorry about the mess, I don't normally get visitors, and well, I shed, as you can see." he said, nervously. "Oh it's alright, why did you bring me here in the first place, why help me. Especially after what humans have done to your kind?" she asked, curious. "Because I still believe that not all humans are bad, just like not all of my kind are good. Don't be frightened, but I'm going to pick you up, and put you on my bed, it's the most comfortable spot here, and you can also keep your leg elevated. But I must express that you not move for a while, you broke you ankle very badly. Do you understand?" he spoke, as he wrapped one arm around her waist, and the other one just under her knees, and walked her over to the bed, gently setting her down, pushing a pillow under her foot, to keep it elevated. Then he covered her legs up with a soft feathery blanket. She didn't know what to say, besides; "Thank you." As she thought over what he said, while he was walking about, clearly tidying up the makeshift home, she dwelled on something. " Mr. Wolf, what do you mean by not moving, how long until I may return to my family?" she asked, her nerves twisting into a knot. He looked over at her, and sighed; " I'm afraid at least a month. You could harm it worse, and you had strayed quite a distance from your village, I'm not even sure how you managed to find my Den." he said, finally sitting down in a chair in between the foot of the bed and the fire. Confusion filled her mind, what did her mean by that, she couldn't be that far away from her village, she was only gone but maybe an hour. "What do you mean, I shouldn't be that far from my village, I was only gone a hour." she said, staring at him. " I'm sorry to say this, but I don't think you were gone only an hour, the road you came here on, is not a normal road, and I've never seen anyone on it, until today. " he spoke, starring into flames, as if thinking back to some long distant memory. Her mind raced, and panic spread to all of her body," then tell me, how far am I from my village." she asked, eyes full of sorrow. Closing his eyes, and lowering his head, he let out a long sigh, then spoke "Your village, Oak village, is at least a month's ride away. This is high up into the mountains, no human has ever dared come this far up." he said, sorrow in his words. Her mind went blank at his words, how was she THAT far away from her village, from her home. She really was only gone an hour, she knew she was. This made no sense to her, how could this be possible. Then she remembered him saying the road was special. " How is that road special?" she asked, trying to get, and shamble to a window. Almost instantly he stood up, and gently pushed her back "No, you need to rest. I'll tell you, but in the morning please, you really need some rest, okay?" he asked, covering her up, ill will be sleeping right here if you need anything. He said, settling back down into his chair. Realizing that she was indeed tired, she gave up on that pursuit for now, and closed her eyes, leaning her head back onto the pillow, and let everything go dark.