After we took in the power, the whole of Amyranth started chanting
something familiar, I had heard it before.
Killian soon joined in and I realized that we were about to shape-shift. I had heard Ciaran chanting this at the power-sink just a few weeks ago. I started chanting along with them, anxious to once again feel the exhilaration of turning into a wolf.
Soon, I felt my body bending and my bones changing, it was an extremely painful sensation. And I couldn't help but cry out in pain. My body was being forced to bend and curl in unnatural ways, as if every bone was being stretched or compressed or twisted in some incomprehensible nightmare. Helplessly whimpering, I closed my eyes and fell on my side, unable to fight or resist this overwhelming process. I felt another animal nuzzling me and slowly, I opened my eyes. A wolf, with russet-colored fur just like mine was standing before me. Instantly, I recognized him as my brother, Killian. The other members of Amyranth were now getting to their feet in their animal forms, too. There were bears, eagles, hawks and many other interesting ones.
Not far away, I spotted Dad's black and silver wolf coat. Killian and I trotted towards him; Dad opened his mouth in a sinister, wolfy grin, when we reached him. Compared to Dad and the other animals, I felt very small. They were very big and some were towering over Killian and I.
I had no idea what we were supposed to do next and looked to Killian for help. He looked at me, too and I knew that he too did not know what to do. Looking at the other members, they were gathering in a circle once again. We joined them and I felt a large amount of power gathering in the air. Suddenly, a big, black wave appeared and all of us were swept up on it. It carried us above the house, high in the air. We could see hundreds of miles away at the height we were at.
I looked down, quite sure that the whole of Kithic (if they were still there) could see and were watching us. Suddenly, we were falling, back into the house. The dark wave had left, leaving us behind. I could see that it was heading west, the opposite direction of Widow's Vale. True to his word, Dad hadn't sent the dark wave to Starlocket!
Once we had landed safely on the ground, we started to change back to our human forms. This time, the experience had been quite different from the first time I did it. The first time I had done it, Dad and I had gone into the woods, there, he had almost made me kill Hunter. Than, I had felt the swiftness and agileness (sorry, I know there's no such word) of a wolf, I had felt the overwhelming hunger of prey.
Once the process was over, I stood up and stretched, flexing my fingers, sad, yet glad to be back in my original form. When everybody had formed a circle once more, Dad started talking about stuff, I wasn't really listening. My mind wandered, was Kithic still out there? If yes, why?
I was so deeply engrossed in these thoughts that I didn't even notice when everyone started filing out of the room until Killian nudged me. "Huh?" I said stupidly. He pointed at the door and I noticed that the room was almost empty now. I smiled sheepishly and followed him out. Some members were in the kitchen, eating the snacks that Killian had bought and some were already at the door, heading back to their houses.
When almost everyone had gone, I went up to my room. Unable to sleep, I picked a book off my shelf and started reading. Soon, I got restless, putting back the book, I picked up a yellow candle, carved with runes for protection, clarity... the usual. I decided to scry to see whether Kithic was still here.
the end
(Of this chapter, haha)
Thanks to the kind-hearted people who reviewed this story! Please review
more people!!
Killian soon joined in and I realized that we were about to shape-shift. I had heard Ciaran chanting this at the power-sink just a few weeks ago. I started chanting along with them, anxious to once again feel the exhilaration of turning into a wolf.
Soon, I felt my body bending and my bones changing, it was an extremely painful sensation. And I couldn't help but cry out in pain. My body was being forced to bend and curl in unnatural ways, as if every bone was being stretched or compressed or twisted in some incomprehensible nightmare. Helplessly whimpering, I closed my eyes and fell on my side, unable to fight or resist this overwhelming process. I felt another animal nuzzling me and slowly, I opened my eyes. A wolf, with russet-colored fur just like mine was standing before me. Instantly, I recognized him as my brother, Killian. The other members of Amyranth were now getting to their feet in their animal forms, too. There were bears, eagles, hawks and many other interesting ones.
Not far away, I spotted Dad's black and silver wolf coat. Killian and I trotted towards him; Dad opened his mouth in a sinister, wolfy grin, when we reached him. Compared to Dad and the other animals, I felt very small. They were very big and some were towering over Killian and I.
I had no idea what we were supposed to do next and looked to Killian for help. He looked at me, too and I knew that he too did not know what to do. Looking at the other members, they were gathering in a circle once again. We joined them and I felt a large amount of power gathering in the air. Suddenly, a big, black wave appeared and all of us were swept up on it. It carried us above the house, high in the air. We could see hundreds of miles away at the height we were at.
I looked down, quite sure that the whole of Kithic (if they were still there) could see and were watching us. Suddenly, we were falling, back into the house. The dark wave had left, leaving us behind. I could see that it was heading west, the opposite direction of Widow's Vale. True to his word, Dad hadn't sent the dark wave to Starlocket!
Once we had landed safely on the ground, we started to change back to our human forms. This time, the experience had been quite different from the first time I did it. The first time I had done it, Dad and I had gone into the woods, there, he had almost made me kill Hunter. Than, I had felt the swiftness and agileness (sorry, I know there's no such word) of a wolf, I had felt the overwhelming hunger of prey.
Once the process was over, I stood up and stretched, flexing my fingers, sad, yet glad to be back in my original form. When everybody had formed a circle once more, Dad started talking about stuff, I wasn't really listening. My mind wandered, was Kithic still out there? If yes, why?
I was so deeply engrossed in these thoughts that I didn't even notice when everyone started filing out of the room until Killian nudged me. "Huh?" I said stupidly. He pointed at the door and I noticed that the room was almost empty now. I smiled sheepishly and followed him out. Some members were in the kitchen, eating the snacks that Killian had bought and some were already at the door, heading back to their houses.
When almost everyone had gone, I went up to my room. Unable to sleep, I picked a book off my shelf and started reading. Soon, I got restless, putting back the book, I picked up a yellow candle, carved with runes for protection, clarity... the usual. I decided to scry to see whether Kithic was still here.
the end
(Of this chapter, haha)
Thanks to the kind-hearted people who reviewed this story! Please review
more people!!