Hey guys. Staying at school for more than seven to eight hours is bad enough. Still powering through it, but I have chapter 2 for you all. Enjoy and review.
Chapter 2: Family
He comes out of his room wearing a black shirt, dark blue jeans, and a sweatshirt with a picture of the full moon in the front. Heading downstairs, he sees his mom and dad eating at the table.
His mom was blue eyed with black hair and light brown skin. She was wearing a white shirt with lots of colorful flower designs and white sweats. She was well known for her ability to use her plant-like abilities and her source of light to heal her family and for combat. His dad, next to her, was red eyed with black hair and has a little of a red strip along the top of his head going to the back. When it comes to his wolf form he can be mysterious. His dark wolf powers grant him to use almost anything: fire, ice, wind, and lighting etc. He also has additional powers that no one expected, yet people still haven't figured it out how they work. None the less, his dad is the only person who knows.
They turn their heads. "Hey alpha wolf." Dad greeted.
"Hello sweetie." Mom greeted.
"Hey Mom. Hey Dad," Michael said.
He goes to the kitchen to get his plate.
"Did you sleep well?" His Mom asked. "No, the same thing keeps happening," He replied.
"On and off nightmares?" His Dad asks, Michael nodded.
"Despite the nightmares," he said and started eating, "I can control it. Mostly."
"Mostly?" She questioned.
"If I fight for a long time, I'll lose control of myself," he explained, "or if I don't lose control then I feel really good."
While he was throwing his plate away, they were chatting about something inaudible. When Michael came back, they turned to him.
"Well if you need help..." "Don't worry about it," he interrupted, "That's why I'm going to meet my friends in the woods. To train for the camp's entrance exam."
In order for werewolves to enter they must fight higher ranked wolves. If they win they are accepted in the camp, if they lose they get a scroll and practice for the next exam.
Mom sighed, "Ok sweetie. When you get there tell I said hi."
Michael tied his shoes, "I will," and exit out the front door.
He closes the door behind him and smiled. The sun was bright outside, people are outside playing, relaxing or going chores. All the neighborhood is cobblestone as the streets. Besides the front porches; those were made from concreate. Most houses made of bricks to resist weather conditions, yet Michael wasn't heading in that direction. Instead he walked around his house to the woods.
He stopped and sniffed the air. He smells two familiar scents. Out of nowhere he felt something jump on his back, knocking him on his front. He turns his head to the smaller wolfs on his back.
"Gotchu big brother," said a boy's voice.
"Hey big bro, what are doing? Come on tell me!" Said a hyperactive girl voice.
Michael giggled a little, "Alright you two you've had your fun now please get off my back."
The two figures hopped off his back and walked to his face. It's his little brother and sister. The bright, sky blue furred cub with a silver swirl around his left eye was his younger brother Oran Moonfang. Dreaming to be the strongest wolf there is, yet he can be a little full of himself. None the less, still a loving little brother. Standing next to him was Astell Moonfang in her dark violet and blue fur with a red flower pattern around her right eye and a year younger than Oran. She likes pretty things and is not afraid of getting dirty, but sometimes gets hyper. Once she starts it's hard to stop, but when their mom uses her plant-like powers it soothes her. No one knows how or why. The thing Michael likes the most is when they try to tackle him to the ground.
"Where are you going?! You still didn't answer," she still asked.
Michael sat up, "I'm going to meet my friends. What's this your doing? Ambushing me."
Oran shakes his head, "We were playing near the creak chasing squirrels."
Astell giggles a bit, "He fell into the river and got wet hahaha," she was laughing.
"I still feel a little wet, but..." he peeked at Astell and shakes his fur.
Michael covered his face while Astell got a little wet, now Oran was laughing.
Astell tackles him to the ground with one paw on his chest. "Say you're sorry."
"Get off me!" He yelled.
"Guys," Michael said while still giggling. "No need to fight," he waved his hand around and the water on Astell floated off her fur. He waved his hand again and the water flew off somewhere. Astell gets off of Oran
He stood up, "Well I better get going, my friends are probably waiting for me."
"Awwww," she wines, "At least be back in time for dinner okay?"
"I will," He responded.
The younger cubs give Michael quick licks on his face and ran off back to the house. Standing up he continues to the woods.
"Better get there. They've probably been waiting for a while."
He ran and jumped and a bright light developed around him as he changed into his wolf form. He landed on the ground in his mixed white and black wolf form. Even in his wolf form his blue and red eyes stood out more. A crescent moon fur pattern on his red eye and streaks of white going to the side of his blue eyes. Still shaking off his thoughts on his eyes, he dashes into the woods to meet his friends.
