Author's Note: Well, I wrote this a while ago. Ack. Now that I look back on it, what was I thinking? Seriously, this isn't very good at all. Heh heh, it was a first attempt. So, I'm really putting this up here as a plea for help on how to make it better. Please, any suggestions would be very much appreciated. Anyway, I wrote this as my first Wolf's Rain fan fiction. Basically, it's from Kiba's point of view as he looks back on all the things that Tsume, Toboe, and Hige have told him, and how he views their journey to Paradise. Just a little look inside the "mystery man's" head. Hope you like it. Once again….Read and review!
The wolf cries to the moon, and I cannot help but howl, too. For whom can strip a man bare of what he truly is? No matter what form he takes, his soul remains the same. It never changes. Always, his heart feels the same, his mind thinks the same, his blood flows the same…He keeps his pride even if it kills him. Yet…"pride doesn't count for much if you're dead." Or so I've been told. I suppose what that wolf says is true….But what if you do die? What if your new form doesn't save you? What if you die without your pride? Wolves are not the only ones hunted by humans. They kill their own kind. I have seen it. I have seen the tears and heard the mournful weeping that death brings. I have witnessed death in the humans. They kill easily. They will even kill innocent women and children if they feel the need.
"Don't be so quick to kill." That's what the wolf told me. Yet, being quick to hate and anger is allowed. Hate is what brings killing; killing is born from hate. Am I not allowed to kill to protect myself? Must I allow others to destroy me simply because it is considered wrong to kill? Why else did I receive these scars on my face? I fought back. I could have killed them if I wanted to, but those words stayed in my mind, screaming at me. I could not kill, that voice would not let me. What's wrong with killing if it's in self-defense? I will kill to get to Paradise if I must.
That young, naïve wolf, he is a big dreamer, one who cannot believe that humans are evil. He loves humans; he grew up with an old woman. Perhaps not all humans are bad, but they still cannot get into Paradise, and that is where we ware headed. He seems to want to go, too. He told me once of a dream he had. We were all together in Paradise with lots of food and music. He was convinced that that's what Paradise really looks like. He asked me, "What color are Lunar Flowers?" I just smiled. What color? You shall see…once we reach Paradise. Lunar Flowers. Moon Flowers. They are the color of the moon. You'll see.
These three wolves and I are on a journey. We set off on this journey in the beginning together. And that is how it will end. We will search for Paradise and we will find it together. Just us. No humans, no unbelieving wolves. Just the four of us: Tsume, Toboe, Hige…and myself.
My name is Kiba, and I howl to the Red Moon in Paradise.
