Red Flower
By: KuroiRuy
Wolf's Rain belongs to Bones; I simply borrow the cast for my own little amusement.
The doe stood motionless, fear overpowering her senses. For years she had been exposed to local predator selection, but this monstrosity before her was nothing that she had faced before. The white mass of fur was abnormal. The form resembled a huge wolf and yet there wasn't anything to suggest of it being canine ether. The monster's legs were too long for any common wolf, bright yellow eyes watched with intelligence and above all it stood patiently, grinning for the spooked doe to make her move.
Frightened, the deer dashed furiously through the thick foliage of leaves with the primal instinct to run that had saved her life numerous times before. Defenseless she ran, taking great leaps with every maddening stride in hope of once again to break the law of survival. She already felt no presence of the attacker and slowly the tiredness seeped over, little by little the deer began to slow. Finally she completely stopped. The animal's ears furiously wavered to motion listening for anything. There was nothing but silence. Calming, she cautiously made her way through the thicket relaxing her tired muscles. Then suddenly a piecing howl pierced above her head and the animal felt claws digging into her spine. Horrible pain overflowing her entire being as something was gnashing into her. Pieces of flesh and muscle being ripped away as the doe lay paralyzed feeling it all, slowly and painfully the world darkened until the welcomed blackness overtook everything…
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She was late. Clutching a small handbag in her left hand and a book in the other a young girl rushed through the busy street. Racing she stuck her book into her bag and with the now freed arm stuffed a toast into her mouth. Running and eating the girl kept glancing at her watch. This was her third lateness and the last that her professor would tolerate.
Cursing softly under her breath and finishing up the last bite of her breakfast the girl dashed through the doors of the school into an empty hallway. It was now evident that she was late, not by a minute but by looking at her watch again for a full half an hour! Sighing with frustration she stomped her way to her class.
Approaching the door she already heard the murmur of voices within. Oh how she dreaded her teachers response, the way the old woman would fuss over her with the entire class scorning at the back. Taking a deep breath the she reached out for the doorknob but was cut short when another arm gripped hers. Yelping in surprise the frightened girl nearly stumbled unto a looker. Frustrated even further by the turn out of the events she slowly faced the one responsible.
A boy stood gawking at her. The girl possessed unusual pink hair with an amazing set of scarlet eyes. The complexion being pale ivory wasn't much of help ether it only added to her exotic look. Furrowing her brow and staring back she waited for the cruel remarks that followed after. Strangely all the boy did was stood perplexed before her.
He caught himself just in time before his jaw fell open, blushing he looked down.
The girl was confused with his reaction but uncaring she offered out her hand.
"My name is Cheza, and you are?"
The boy murmured something under his breath and refused to look up. Timidly he outstretched his own hand into the girl's warm handshake. His soft features made it almost impossible to tell if he was indeed a male. Hunched down with the downcast shoulders Cheza stood shaking his hand.
"…uhm..Toboe…my name is Toboe…"
Cheza had to bring her head all the way down to hear his jumbled set of words, not everything was understandable except for word that she took upon being his name.
Slowly the boy glanced up at her, his honey colored depth locking with her red ones. Smiling Cheza gingerly withdrew her hand and turning her full attention upon the reddening face of her elderly professor. The woman stood stern looking even angrier with each passing second at the couple of students by her door.
"Looks like Cheza will be spending another make up session along with her new friend!"
"He is—"
"I do not care who he is, you both disrupted my class and you will both be punished!" bellowed the woman gasping angrily," Straight to your seat at once and point to that empty seat next to you!"
Bowing her head with submission and embarrassment for herself and the new boy, she quietly walked, guiding Toboe to the seat beside her. The door was shut with slam.
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He awoke to the taste of blood in his mouth. The pungent odor of decaying flesh stunk up the air. Confused, he sat up gasping at the pain from the headache that now pulsated along his skull. Blurry images swam in through his vision as he blindly looked about.
Everything was red; his arms were covered with the crimson color. Tall trees and the dead corpse before him was his only reminder of the previous night. Smiling, he once more tasted the coppery essence of blood on his tongue.
A silent howl reverberated through the stillness of the moment. Smiling even further he howled with his own bone chilling answer. Content with himself he waited for the approaching footsteps. Silently a figure emerged upon the scene. A young man appeared before his grinning companion, fixing him with his golden stare.
"Did you bring it?"
Growling he trew the bag to the laughing man.
Well that is it for now, until I feel inspired to write more, the story will primarily revolve the full cast of wolf's rain, being the first chapter not everyone is yet included more will follow!