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Chapter 23


A grisly snarl echoed throughout the forest, disturbing the calm that had come with the night.

A wolf, as tall as a horse, with fur as dark as the night, stalked through what had now become his territory.

He was Alpha. All of Fork's woodland was his.

His to command.

His to protect.

The wolf, however, was no slavering animal, for the gold eyes that surveyed the landscape, shone with an intelligence and an awareness that no common beast had.

The wolf, was Sam Uley. Descendant of the First Great Wolf, Taha Aki.

Throwing his head back, Sam let out a resounding howl, conveying his frustration to the forest and all that inhabited it.

He had not asked for this responsibility, the responsibility given to him by virtue of his ancestry, but he would function accordingly.

Yes, this land had become his burden to bear. His and his only. The pack mates that he would soon have would never know the weight he had to carry.

Nor could they carry it.

Suddenly, the sound of dry leaves being crushed, brought Sam out of his reverie.

Sam's hackles rose when, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow dart over the shrubbery of the forest floor, swifter than any animal that lived within the forest could move.

Sam let out a throaty growl.

What were those leeches doing in this part of the forest? They knew better than to hunt so close to the town.

Sam immediately set after the shadow and in no time, happened upon a small clearing.

His ears twitched as his eyes sought out the tell-tale figure of a vampire. But all he found was the diminutive body of a fox, crouched down and weary.

Sam frowned as best as he could in his wolf form. The before animal him gave off many contrasting smells.

Moonlight slowly flooded the clearing, as the clouds in the night-sky drifted apart.

Dense, reddish-brown fur became illuminated, as black paws dug into the earth beneath it, body coiled and ready to run when the need presented itself.

All in all, it seemed as if it were a regular fox and Sam found himself slowly relaxing.

That is until his eyes met upon glowing, emerald ones.


Word Count: 377

A/N: Ta-da. Sam's POV and Harry's animagus form. A fox. A Red Fox in particular. I think it's pretty fitting.

The symbolic meanings associated with the fox are: Physical or mental responsiveness, increased awareness; Cunning; seeing through deception; Ability to find your way around, to be swift in tricky situations; Affinity with nocturnal activities.

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