A/N: Hello everyone! I am so sorry that it's been so long since I've updated! I've been bombarded with school and have had almost no inspiration at all. Believe me, I attempted to write, but last night while I stayed home sick watching Wolf's Rain again, the most genius idea popped into my head! So I shall write about it. Enjoy! And please remember to review! I will update faster if you do actually.

Chapter 4

Blue sighed as she pushed an annoying stray strand of hair behind her ear and out of her eyes. It had been several weeks since the beginning of her college career. Whoever said college was better than high school obviously had an extremly boring high school life, but without a degree, Blue would never be able to get a better job. It would just be one of the many things that she now had to learn to live with and accept. It had been a few weeks since she began working at the local library, restocking bookshelves and such. It paid minimum wage, but it was easy and her boss was easy to get along with, so everything was something she could grow accustomed to.

"Blue, I have some books for you to put away." The other girl who worked the check out computer came towards her, pushing a cart full of books. There must have been at least one hundred. Blue surpressed a groan as she nodded and took the cart. "Be careful, there are a couple older books in there."

Blue picked one book up off the cart after her associate left. "The Life of Monarch Butterflies," she read aloud. "Man, people read some strange stuff." She looked on the spine of the book, found it's number and headed to the correct shelf. She then placed it in between the correct books, picked up the next one, and continued on for the next hour.

"What's this?" Blue muttered as she picked up what had to be the most ancient book in the entire library. The cover of the book was a pale brownish gold and the peeling letters on the front read "Pagan Religions of the Ages". Blue couldn't seem to shake of the curiosity that nipped at her. It seemed as if this book would bring answers. Maybe she would find something out about dreams. Blue closed her eyes and opened the book to a random page, something that she had been told would always lead to an answer.

"It has been said," Blue read softly as she sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall. "That from the Great Spirit was born the wolf and man became it's messanger. The world was filled with monsters and the wolves drove the monsters away, then teaching the humans what became the base of humanity. They then gave a part of themself, but this was forgotten as time passed. According to this ancient legend, humans are creatures that were created from wolves, but have no recollection of it. Also it has been said that when the time comes, the chosen wolf will begin his search for Paradise with the lunar flower maiden, and together they will reform the world."

"Blue, are you going to finish putting these away?"

Blue looked up at the other girl who was working, and she looked slightly annoyed. "Yeah, sorry. I'm gonna check this one out though."

"That book is just weird. I don't see why anyone would want to read about pagan stuff."

Blue shrugged off the comment, feeling slightly offended. For some reason, it didn't sound pagan or fake, it sounded real. Almost as real as the dreams that she had been unable to escape ever since her senior year of high school. She tucked the book under her arm as she finished putting away the last few books that were left. They were all about wolves, so the must have been checked out by the same person who had returned the one on pagan religions.

Later that night, Blue curled up on the couch, completely entertained by the many legends in the book she had borrowed, but her mind always kept going back to the idea of wolves and Paradise. For some reason, the thought of Paradise caused this massive yanking feeling in her chest. Almost as if she had forgotten something important. Blue shook her head and put the book down on the small coffee table. She was probably just tired. A hot bath and a cup of tea would make everything better. Blue filled a cup with hot water, zapped it in the microwave for a minute and found her box of peach tea. Of course there would be hardly any left. She knew that Hige had soon become addicted to her different flavors of tea, but he seemed to drink all the peach right when she needed it. Fortunately, there were a couple bags left. Blue sighed as she let the tea bag sink in her cup, making her way to the bathroom to start a hot bath. At least she still had plenty of bubble bath left.