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Chapter 7

"It's time to wake up." A gentle voice sounded.

Amy's eyes cracked open, as she looked around she realized she was in a tent, and the one that had woken her was Rouge. "Where's Shadow?" She sat up rubbing one eye.

"You slept with him last night." Rouge smiled.

"W-What?" Amy blushed, suddenly clinging the covers to her body.

Rouge just let out an amused chuckle. "What I mean is that you slept in his den with him." She smiled. "You would remember if he had embraced you." Amy blushed bright red. "I can tell by that blush of yours, he must of stolen a kiss or two." She brought Amy a bowl. It was filled with warm oatmeal. "Shadow was called to the western werewolf clan early this morning. He didn't want you alone when you woke, so he brought you here." She turned back to the table and began cleaning up the area where she'd made Amy's breakfast. "He also instructed me to answer any question you had."

Amy was staring into the bowl, before looking up at Rouge. "Can you tell me what makes werewolves and Lycians so different?" She asked. "I remember Shadow told me that...werewolves came from Lycians."

"A half truth, Lycians did bring about werewolf existence, but not alone." Rouge's eyes seemed to dull a bit.

"How did Lycians create werewolves?" Amy asked gently.

Rouge came to sit by her side. "Over a thousand moons ago, Lyicans lived in these lands only feeding on humans, doing as they pleased, and all under the reign of Lupe. She believed that the world was a place for the powerful, and the weak good only for food." Rouge tapped her temple with one finger. "But Lupe was no fool, she knew Lycians may be stronger than humans, but humans outnumbered Lycians a hundred to one. Once she decided to attack a village or a city, she and her legion left no survivors, no men, no women, and no children. No survivors, means no one to tell the story. All who came upon the cities, massacred by Lycians, found no answers to the death and destruction. "

Rouge looked to the ground as if remembering . "Lycians lived this way for many moons, until some of Lupe's followers became tire of bloodshed and destruction. Many settled into dens, no longer a mindless hoard following a leader, but many packs roaming the land doing as they please, killing as they please...Lupe lost her leadership." She turned to Amy her eyes serious. "But that did not last long. Lupe was born to lead. In time she became ruler over many packs." Rouge looked away. "But it was during this time that Lycians became part of the human worlds myths and legends. With her legion scattered into packs Lupe could not control them all at once, as she did when they were a single unit. Lycians still fed on humans, but without Lupe's absolution, survivors escaped, and many tales began to grow about the monstrous wolves that disguised themselves in human form." Rouge sighed as she looked straight ahead. "Lycians became too comfortable with humans, many began walking amongst villages in their two legged form. It was suppose to be a hunting technique, allowing Lycians to get close to the flock so to speak, and pick out the lamb of their choosing. But it led to something else..."

"Werewolves..." Amy whispered.

Rouge nodded. "It was on the night of a full moon, a pack had entered into a village to feed. All had silently taken a victim, and returned to the den, only one she-wolf remained. She entered into the last house prepared to feed on the human she'd chosen that morning. She leaned over him looking at his sleeping form. His eyes opened to her, and when he saw her he didn't move. She took her wolf form, expecting to hear screams, but it was silent still. She looked upon her chosen human and he only stared up at her. He held open his arms as if welcoming her hungry jaws. He did not try to run, he did not even show fear, but instead smiled at her. A human not afraid of Lyican, it was unheard of. She leaned down fully intent on eating him, as it was her duty, how could she let him go now that he'd seen her true form. She placed her large jaws over his shoulder and bit down, but even then when she bit him, he did not cry out or try to escape. He placed his hand on her head as if reassuring her that he didn't care."

"Why wasn't he afraid...?"

"Because he loved her." Rouge said looking back to Amy with soft eyes. "He'd loved her since the moment she'd chosen him as her lamb. He knew not what she was then, and so the she-wolf thought it would not matter, and that he would hate her when he found out ,but...he didn't. He loved her still."

"Because there weren't suppose to be any survivors...did she kill him?" Amy asked.

"How could she, when she loved him too. Instead, she released him from her jaws and took her human form. She stayed with him evening after evening watching his wound heal. Her pack knew not of it."

"She couldn't tell them...they would of killed him."

"The moon had turned full again when the wound was finally healed...but her secret, was no longer a secret. That very night, the pack attacked the village killing everyone in its wake. When they came to the final house, only one person entered...Lupe." Rouge closed her eyes as the emotions of the story touched her heart. "She took her wolf form and attacked her she-wolf underling. Her human lover attempted to fight the Lycian queen, but he was easily thrown aside. It was not an easy fight, but of course in the end, Lupe was holding the she-wolf down with one paw to her neck prepared to kill the traitor."

"No..." Amy shook her head unable to understand this kind of cruelty.

"But just as she prepared to deliver the final blow she noticed something amiss. The human, he was flailing as he lay in the light of the full moon...and that's when it happened, he changed, a mere human took the form of a wolf. He attacked Lupe, he made a very good fight, giving her wounds she'd never forget."

"They beat her." Amy said hopefully.

"Not even close." Rouge said with sigh. "The pack came to their leaders aid and subdued both the traitor and her creation. They would of killed them without a second thought, and perhaps that would of been best, but their lives were spared...by Lupe's command."

"Lupe let them live?" Amy said with large eyes.

"Their lives were saved only by Lupe's intrigue. She took them back to her domain, where many packs collected under her reign. She had plans for the she-wolfs human. She brought him before her underling leaders, that she handpicked to lead her more distant packs. She showed them his transformation, and thus she sold him as the idea of a slave."

"A slave...?" Amy whispered.

"Yes...werewolves were bred to be slaves to the Lycians."