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I backed up a step as two people walked past, talking about various things that happened that day. I had a hard time staying there though. My instincts told me to leap out swiftly, closing my jaws around ones neck, but I refused. That's murder.
I turned silently around in the bush, of which I was hiding in, and slipped away into the forest. I stopped once I could no longer hear the voices of people and sniffed. A farm.
A farm means cows, cows mean food, food means I get to kill something without committing murder. Good. I took off in the direction of the scent, a flash of light brown fur against the pale light of the moon and the shadows of the forest. I leapt over fallen trees without slowing down, weaved in and out of the underbrush, visible one second and gone the next, stopping suddenly at a white picket fence. The Farm.
I crouched suddenly as a beam of light searched along the property edge. It stopped on the tree I was hiding behind. The girl, whom was holding the flashlight, squinted at the tree as if trying to see what was behind it. But how? How? Could a human see me from such a distance?
My eyes. My eyes reflected the light from the flashlight. Upon realizing this, I snapped my eyes shut, preying to God the girl wouldn't come any closer. Luckily, my prayers were answered. She stopped after losing sight of whatever that was and returned inside. After waiting a few minutes, just to be safe, I crept out into open pasture of the farm, eyes scanning the area for cows, goats, pigs, sheep, dogs, cats, anything!
Just as I was about to get up confidently trott around the whole damn house to find something, a twig snapped behind me. Something was followings me. I pretend to ignore it, drawing it into a sense of security.
It got closer, I could hear it. Closer. Step by step. My muscles tensed as I pretended to ignore it still, standing tall on all fours, ears forward, looking for something. I waited until it was a few feet from my tail tip, I spun around with a loud snarl/bark to face with .. Michelle?!
I stopped suddenly with a yelp of surprise. "What are you doing out here?" she asked placing her hands on her hips. I just wagged my tail bashfully and put my ears back, not I aggression but to make myself look cute. It worked, it always does. "Awwwwww." she said in a baby voice. I hated that but it gets me out of tough situations like this. "Come on, Wild One." I followed her, tail wagging, my tongue lolling as we ran, back home.
The next day, Michelle woke me up early. "What?" I asked, sitting up. "Look." She said to me, tossing a newspaper in my lap. I looked up at her curiously from my spot on the floor, my cousin doesn't like werewolves sleeping on the beds. "Someone, or something murdered a group of people walking home from a restaurant not far from where I found you." That's when it hit me. My cousin is accusing me of murder.
To be concluded..
That's it. Sorry about not using the Japanese names, I can never spell them right. Please review if you read!
I backed up a step as two people walked past, talking about various things that happened that day. I had a hard time staying there though. My instincts told me to leap out swiftly, closing my jaws around ones neck, but I refused. That's murder.
I turned silently around in the bush, of which I was hiding in, and slipped away into the forest. I stopped once I could no longer hear the voices of people and sniffed. A farm.
A farm means cows, cows mean food, food means I get to kill something without committing murder. Good. I took off in the direction of the scent, a flash of light brown fur against the pale light of the moon and the shadows of the forest. I leapt over fallen trees without slowing down, weaved in and out of the underbrush, visible one second and gone the next, stopping suddenly at a white picket fence. The Farm.
I crouched suddenly as a beam of light searched along the property edge. It stopped on the tree I was hiding behind. The girl, whom was holding the flashlight, squinted at the tree as if trying to see what was behind it. But how? How? Could a human see me from such a distance?
My eyes. My eyes reflected the light from the flashlight. Upon realizing this, I snapped my eyes shut, preying to God the girl wouldn't come any closer. Luckily, my prayers were answered. She stopped after losing sight of whatever that was and returned inside. After waiting a few minutes, just to be safe, I crept out into open pasture of the farm, eyes scanning the area for cows, goats, pigs, sheep, dogs, cats, anything!
Just as I was about to get up confidently trott around the whole damn house to find something, a twig snapped behind me. Something was followings me. I pretend to ignore it, drawing it into a sense of security.
It got closer, I could hear it. Closer. Step by step. My muscles tensed as I pretended to ignore it still, standing tall on all fours, ears forward, looking for something. I waited until it was a few feet from my tail tip, I spun around with a loud snarl/bark to face with .. Michelle?!
I stopped suddenly with a yelp of surprise. "What are you doing out here?" she asked placing her hands on her hips. I just wagged my tail bashfully and put my ears back, not I aggression but to make myself look cute. It worked, it always does. "Awwwwww." she said in a baby voice. I hated that but it gets me out of tough situations like this. "Come on, Wild One." I followed her, tail wagging, my tongue lolling as we ran, back home.
The next day, Michelle woke me up early. "What?" I asked, sitting up. "Look." She said to me, tossing a newspaper in my lap. I looked up at her curiously from my spot on the floor, my cousin doesn't like werewolves sleeping on the beds. "Someone, or something murdered a group of people walking home from a restaurant not far from where I found you." That's when it hit me. My cousin is accusing me of murder.
To be concluded..
That's it. Sorry about not using the Japanese names, I can never spell them right. Please review if you read!