Chapter Two: Part Three by wolfforce58, literature
Literature
Chapter Two: Part Three
Wow, so youve always been like that? Stone interrupted. The pack laughed at her joke, but Rift was clearly not pleased.
Do you want me to finish or not? No one spoke nor moved. Control had returned to him again. After he saw that I would not go he tried to go through the hole himself. But no matter how much he tried, he was just so big. My brother, who was barely bigger than a pup, had a hard enough time getting through, and for a fully grown wolf it just was not something he could do. He grabbed me by the scruff and threw me into the crack. I was almost as tight of fit as my brother, but he helped push me
Fin?! How the heck do you have a fin? Is something wrong with you? Or should I be able to do this too? What is going on here? Raine continued to shout. Finally, Stones legs and tail were completely merged together, forming a fin very similar to one of a seal, but furrier. Stone slid into the water, swimming quickly past Raine with only a few strokes of her tail. When she resurfaced she spat water at Raines face and having a good laugh.
Man, I kinda like this whole memory loss thing, ha-ha. Ok, Im not sure how to explain how I have fin, I mean, heck if I know the science behind it! I just know t
Stone raised her head once more, this time her howl sounded more like a high-pitched whine. She was still walking in circles, starting to make them tighter with impatience. Raine could only trace her path with her eyes, becoming dizzy just watching her. Stone stopped suddenly with a growl, her front paws slapping against the earth in frustration. Where is he already? She growled, her impatience turning her fierce, allowing her to circle again.
Who are we waiting for? Raine asked calmly in hopes to distract her friend. Stone rounded a couple more times, letting her feet fall heavily onto the ground.
She didnt ev
The canine looked up, obviously not paying attention to them until his name was called. As she looked him over, Raine could see he was a beautiful male, with a light grey coat, similar to Drift as his back was a darker grey color that ended at the base of his tail with the grey making a jagged line to reach down below his eye before rising up again to end at the space between his eyes. His ears were rimmed dark blue, being lighter grey on the insides. The middle of his muzzle had a broad black line, seemingly circling his maw in a wavering circle, the tip of his snout a pure white. It wasnt hard to tell where he got his name from, with
Chapter One: Part Three by wolfforce58, literature
Literature
Chapter One: Part Three
Stone walked out, her back scraping against the roof as she got to the mouth of the cave. Raine followed on her tail, finding it a bit hard to crouch down at the entrance without wanting to sit or lay down. The clearing outside of the den was beautiful to her. A bit small, yes, but full of green grass and small flowers. Raine could see a small stream running through the enclosure, flourishing in the spring time weather. It seemed nice here, but somehow she felt that something was off.
Stone watched Raine the whole time, noting her apparent fascination as she saw their enclosure as if it were her first time. With a laugh she smiled, finding h
She slowly began to get up, falling at first; it took her time to gain her ground. When she took a few steps forward she began to feel her back hairs brush against the roof of the fake cave. She laid back down when she got close to the exit, peering out. She could hear leaves rustling not too far off. Ahead of her was a small group of trees, bushes clinging to their bases at most parts. What to do? Where to go?
Her ears twitched as she swore she heard something lurking in the bushes. She felt all of her being freeze, not sure whether to back up or to stay. Slowly a shape peered out of the bushes; she could barely even tell it was there. Then
Chapter One: The Living and the Forgotten
"Pulse, normal."
"Breathing, stable."
"Alright, it looks like she's going to live after all."
"But do you think that she'll remember us?"
"After a blow like that, I think she'd be lucky to remember anything."
"How long until she regains consciousness?"
"Look closely, she may already have."
Those voices, they seemed so strange, and yet, there was something about them; something that seemed familiar. She shrugged inside. Her eyes, why were they so hard to open today? Were they usually like this? It was as if she had been born again, her memory was at a loss. I need to get up, she thought; she w