Chapter 4 A Hand Might Be Cut Off?

"Another fight with your father?" Elena asked when she saw Krisen approaching in angry steps. 

She arched a brow as she jested. "Take a chill pill, big wolf, you might cause a big wave." 

Krisen frowned. "You really know how to add more woods to a wild fire," he narrowed his eyes at her.

This she wolf was his friend, but sometimes he wished he could sell her off to the highest bidder.

Elena looked around frantically, "Oh ... that was a fire? How come I saw no smoke?" she added in raw sarcasm as she burst into laughter. 

Her joy was short lived the moment she saw Krisen’s canines draw out, and she knew she had pissed him off.

She gulped down. "Eh, Krisen, you don't have to draw your canines out so long you know." 

Fear crept into her when she saw Krisen approaching her with a killer gaze and his canines drawn out to its full length.

Elena could feel her heart beating wildly against her rib cage. It seemed like she might really die today.

"Kris ... Krisen you win okay" she started to stutter as she stepped back in fear. "I ... I take it back okay?" 

She was getting really scared now she saw his nails grow longer into claws. 

How could she have forgotten? 

Krisen's wolf did not like her. Krisen could take her petty jokes, but no one knows when his wolf would come out to play.

Goddess! She might really die today.

Krisen was already a breath away from her. Whereas, Elena was already at the brink of the sea. She closed her eyes and her breathing seized as she dreaded the worst.

"Boo!" Krisen growled and the frightened Elena staggered backwards.

"Ahh!" Elena shrieked as she pathetically fell into the water.

Krisen transformed back into his human form and stretched out a mocking smirk, "I was on fire but look who needed to be put out ... you are all drenched" *tsk tsk* 

He shook his head in pity as he turned his back to her and stretched his legs one after the other to leave.

"Krisen!!!!!" Elena was boiling in anger, feeling extremely embarrassed. "Ugh," she groaned out. Now she needed a change of body covering.

When Krisen had walked a reasonable distance, he transformed fully into his wolf formand raced deep into the woods.

His wolf was magnanimous compared to other wolves. Some thought it was an anomaly, and even his mother feared it to be a disease, but as he grew older there was no side effects whatsoever.

As a matter of fact, he grew healthier and his senses grew sharper, his eye sight became far keener even in the dark, but that knowledge was known to him alone and his bite could dig into any skin and tear it out with ease.

Krisen raced till the edge of the cliff, one could see the sea from there. His golden and black fur shined as the sun graced it, and he wondered if there was a world beyond the sea. 

He had an itching feeling all of a sudden for such knowledge, and one day, he would know. He might be able to survive the sea but no one knew how wide the sea was so he could not probably swim towards nowhere, he might get swallowed by it when he wears out.

"Awooooo," he howled into the air, feeling frustrated. He wished he could go anywhere else that wasn't here.

At this same time, Dimitri who was grabbing the ropes positioned in a line as an exercise missed a rope and fell into the mud. "Ah!" she cried out.

Moko looked at her sternly. "Again," he ordered with a frown.

Dimitri tiredly stood up from the mud. She was the only one with her father remaining in the training square, she was already exhausted and her hands were sore and injured but her father did not seem to care or notice. 

She swallowed her pain and went to the ropes, she would have to do it all over again. 

As she pulled herself up with the first rope, she hissed out in pain and a tear slipped from her eyes.

It hurt so much, but she endured the pains as she stretched to the next rope, then the next,till she finally reached the end of the line.

"Good, now let's head home." Mokospoke blankly as he turned to leave without waiting for Dimitri.

In his belief, she had to train herself to be worthy of walking beside him.

Dimitri followed behind with her face facing the floor, downcast, as she walked, thinking to herself when she would ever be worthy,and when will the training finally end?

"You should never forget that all we do, we do for you." Moko suddenly uttered out of the blue, he was a strict person but he still had a little moral in him.

Dimitri did not know what to reply, so all she could do was nod in understanding. 

If she intends to complain or ask the questions that were always roaming in her mind, it might attract more punishments in form of training or the reply she will get would be 'you are a Saw and Heir to the Island.'

She sighed out sadly.

Moko heard her sigh and paused in his tracks. "Do you have a problem with what I just said?" His back was still facing her as he asked.

Dimitri gulped; she did not realise her sigh was that audible, she stuttered in fear."N ... No father."

Only the heavens knew how fast her heart was beating now.

Mokohas always disliked her stutter and this time was not different. "You always stutter when you speak.”

His frown was deep as he stared down at Dimitri.“I thought you would get better as you grow older, but I was wrong.I believe it is time to get you a speech instructor." He uttered in a dissatisfied tone.

"A Saw child who cannot speak well, how disgraceful." He muttered to himself in disappointment as he continued walking.

Dimitri did not continue to follow like earlier. Although his voice was low she still heard it, her voice broke down in a whisper. “A disgrace?”

She did not know why she stutters sometimes, she was not a stutter in her early yearsof growing up, all her life changed when she clocked ten. 

Dimitri looked at Moko's distant figure and her heart felt like something heavy had been pressed down on it.

She had stopped walking behind him for a while now but he did not look back even once to check on her.

Did he not notice, or did he notice but did not care?