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Harrison's POV

Almost as soon as he left the campsite in his wolf form things changed. The air around him shifted and urged him forward. Magic all around him was restless as his inner self. Something was going on that was bigger than him.

Snow had begun to fall again obscuring his vision. It started out soft snow not enough to stop him but enough to make him more cautious. Harrison continued his quest forward following the pull of the magic.

Soon it became nothing more than a white out. He could barely keep himself from running into trees. Right up until there was no longer any ground under his paws.

He stumbled uncontrollably down a cliff. His head hit the side of one sharp edges of the snow covered rocks causing him to black out before he hit the ground.

When he came to he was surrounded by snow. He had to dig his say out of the snow. The sky was darkened with clouds. This made it difficult to determine what time it was.

For all he knew he could have been unconscious for hours. Changing back into his human form would not help him. The snow was still falling heavily and his animal senses were better intune with nature.

Harrison sensed rather than heard movement. He shivered in the snow and tried to hide in the hole he made. It wouldn't provide much cover but it was better than trying to climb back up the cliff or being out in the open.

It was not enough to stop him from being hauled up by the scruff of his neck as if he was still a puppy. Grown adults would have difficult lifting him but whoever had him treated him like he was a runt.

He tried to turn but was unceremoniously dropped into the snow. Turning he pulled his lips back revealing his white fangs.

Looking up he found green eyes that matched his own staring down at him. A wolf with fur as white as snow stood there, a female.

A cord was struck deep within him at the sight of her. Harrison knew this wolf but for the life of him he couldn't remember how. Those eyes however were the exact shade of his own.

Almost like... it couldn't be... that was impossible. There was no way this wolf could be his mother. Right?

A resounding chuckle went through her. It was warm as if he had taken a bite of chocolate.

She nuzzled the side of his neck in affection. Unbidden a memory came forward of another doing the exact same.

A gentle voice telling him everything would be fine. That he would be safe with Malcolm.

He questioned not truly believing his memory, $Mother? But you are.$

$Dead? Yes I died that night the other clans attacked us. Like all creatures of this world I was born with a destiny. The same destiny that is now passed to you.$

Destiny? What destiny? Why did it have to be his?

All Harrison had ever wanted was to look after his pack. It had been difficult. Only Tsume had any real memories of his pack. The rest of them were just like him. All alone in the world. Not knowing where they came from.

His mother continued drawing him back from his thoughts, $I am no longer known as Lillian, Harrison. I am not called Aniu. From here I will be your guide. For you I am the one you must pass to earn the Heir's call. That will gather the remaining members of the Okami clan.$

Harrison questioned his eyes narrowing in suspicion, $What do I have to do? Wait I thought the raven was my guide."

His mother's eyes softened as she responded, $The raven is one of many guides. During times of struggle like now all the guides will test an heir. For sometimes one test is not enough. As you found out with the bear.$

The bear had been a test? But why? Then it came to him. It was a test to see if he would abandon another in need. In turn it tested Quent to see if he would save the one who risked his life for Quent's. They both ended up passing the test intertwining their fates forever.

Harrison sat up but even at his full height he barely reached his mother's shoulder. Their furs were in complete contrast to each other. The eyes told it all. No one could mistake the shade of green that their eyes were.

He had heard of the stories. That his mother had failed in her journey. That was why the Okami clan fell. That in this moment she had made this moment on her journey that she made the wrong choice. He had to know why.

Harrison inquired softly, $What was the choice you have to make?$

Aniu's eyes held untold pain as she replied, $The clan was supposed to go to Paradise after my journey. As you know the way to Paradise is no easy journey. I was freshly graduated from Hogwarts and I had fallen in love with an older student while in school. Your father. When I had to choose between going to paradise and your father I couldn't do it. In the end I chose love.$

Harrison turned his head to the side inquisitvely. He couldn't judge his mother. He didn't know his father before the other became a Dark Lord. There had to be a reason she fell in love with him. If she hadn't he would never have been born.

Questions raged around in his mind however. What was his father truly like? Was he the monster everyone said he was? Or was there something he was missing?

Harrison always saw the cold man. He never got to see any other side of his father. If there was anyone he could ask it was his mother.

She sighed in a way that was strangely human like, $Your father is still the man I knew. I won't deny that he is cold and seems like he is unfeeling. But he does love you in his own way Harrison. There are things happening in your world that I can't explain. They are things you must learn for yourself. All I can tell you is to trust your guide and your heart. When in doubt your heart will never lead you wrong.$

Harrison sat back reminding himself why he was there. This was his journey. It was time to make his decision not reminisce over past mistakes. Or what life he might have if things were different.

He growled low in his throat, $What is the choice I have to make?$

Aniu's eyes widened with surprise at his commanding tone. It was something he had learned from Tsume. If you wanted someone to listen to you, you must command respect. He might still be a pup in the eyes of his elder's but he was a clan heir. That in itself came with respect.

Then her eyes grew hard as she answered her tone going ice cold, $Today you make a choice. Do you search for the gates of Paradise or do you return to the life you know? The path that was already set before you. Or the path that you know nothing about?$

There was no choice here. He would not return to his father where his death sentence was a given. In the Slytherin family there there was only one heir. There wasn't a spare. If two children were born the Lord would kill the second by the age of seventeen.

He growled, $I choose the path to Paradise. I choose the clan I was born into as well as the pack I have made. Where all others failed we will make it to Paradise.$

Magic flared up around them accepting his position and choice. A dark grey band went across his fur of his right paw. It was so dark that unless one was looking for it they wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Something pulled at his core and into his chest. He stepped forward and howled. The howl was filled with his magic and that of his clan.

3rd person's POV

All across the world those with Okami blood heard a wolf howl. Something pulled at their magics in a way that had not been felt since the last true clan head.

An heir's call was not something to be ignored. Everyone from the smallest runt to the alpha of the pack knew this. Wolves youngvand old alike left their lives in hiding behind. They would make their way towards the clan meeting ground.

In a castle far away from the Okami hunting grounds a light grey wolf felt the call. His human name was one that was feared even to that day.

As the last remaining elder of the Okami clan his magic was boosted. What had slowed to barely a trickle no overflowed in his veins. Energy revitalized him.

Allowing his magic to attack the wards they were swiftly brought down. Despite his old age he never gave up on the training instilled into him. He tore down the wards with expert precision.

Once they fell he pushed the door open. With no human guards he was free to leave. Nothing would keep him from the new Clan heir.