Novel & Cerita Coyote Shivers

"Piece of shit. Piece of shit!! No. No! God damn you mother fucker!" I snap my elbows together, trapping the coyotes head with all the force I can muster. I'm going to die, that I am absolutely certain, but I'm not dying alone. The coyote squirms and thrashes with me, as I struggle to keep it hemmed up and it for it's freedom. I swing my legs up and squeeze them around its torso as best I can. Like a python, I squeeze down with every inch of pressure I can. I feel muscles shaking and burning with my strain. I force my elbows tighter into it's throat, wishing to strangle it.

He whispered against my ear. A shiver of excitement ran through me which immediately released my hold on him. “Good girl.” He whispered before kissing my neck. I drifted off to sleep before Damian returned. Small waves lapped against the sand as I stood watching them. The sound of wildlife around me filled my ears. The waves swooshed louder and became bigger. Quickly swishing passed my ankles and sent ice cold waves through me. I tried to back away but I was held in place. The sand was swallowing up my feet and holding me in place. I tried to thrash and pull my way out, but I couldn’t move. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As soon as my eyes closed, the sand released me and the crash

The terrified look on his face and his wide open eyes send a shiver through my body. I wanted to look away, and as I moved around my eyes I saw three dead wolves as cut and torn as their friend. This was too much to handle, I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand because I could not see clearly. I looked at my hands, there was blood all over me. I started shivering, this felt like a nightmare. My breathing became fast, the smell of copper filled the air and began to hyperventilate. I kept turning around and trying to find a view without dead bodies only to find Karish completely naked and covered in blood and dirt. My mind could not understand what was going on, I wanted to let out a scream

" says the coyote, transfixed by the scene before us. The redhead is on the ground, her skin looks paler than expected, her hands are shaking endlessly, and her melon-colored shirt has a blood stain on her right side, under her ribs, which spreads with each subsequent time. What's up. Sasha stands close to her, her hands red with blood as she puts stress on our partner's injury. —Lyds ...— _ I need to run to her, help Sasha stop the dying, yet my body doesn't respond, my legs don't move a solitary millimeter. Maybe I'm incapacitated again by kanima 's toxic substance .

My eyes drifted closed as I listened to the snow that Skye flung behind him hit the mountainside. Shaaa… Plip. Plip. Plip. Plop. Shaaa… Plip. Plip. Plip. Plop. Shaaa… Plip. Plip. Plip. Plop. The repetitive noise was relaxing, coaxing me to rest my chin on my forelegs. Gradually, the shivering subsided, and I let out a gusty sigh. Now that my muscles weren't bunched in painful tremors, maybe I could take a nap. That would be okay, right?

I’m suddenly painfully aware of how flimsy my human body is next to theirs, and while my baby might be stronger, it’s far too little to survive if anything were to happen to me. I can barely keep track of what’s happening, my mind is fractured between primal fear, amazement as I try to process these incredible sights, and anxiety as I attempt to keep up with the unfolding events. The wolves are circling one another, growling and snarling, baring their fangs as their raised hackles and flattened ears reshape their fluffy coats. As ever, my mind finds humor at the most inappropriate of times, and I have to smother a smile as I imagine these shifters’ responses to being described as fluffy.

**Shyfter** ‘As always, our little brother, forever the self chosen ambassador for peace! That's fine, let's see how YOU will handle this, Ambassador. The rest of us will observe these new strangers. Kugri, would you please go inform the Others about our guests? We shouldn't be hasty to turn to the side of violence to solve our problems, when words are far less deadly.’ A huge rust colored wolf, with glowing orange eyes suggested. **Anaki** ‘Shyfter, you will remain behind with Moon. I have a feeling you two will make an interesting team on this one. If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood?’

My senses ignited, the forest's silence intensified, the strange creature's disturbance, the sudden shift in the frigid breeze from the northeast, all surged through me. Footsteps echoed through the snow, the crunch distinct. A pair, likely. Heading toward the trap—most likely a bear, a massive one. To heighten my senses, I rubbed my hands together vigorously. Blood pulsed in response, pumping warmth through my veins. The freezing air had temporarily dulled my senses.

As I stood in the courtyard, breeze blew my hair backwards; making me sigh at the cool air caressing my cheeks. A slight rustle close by had me flashing my eyes open. “What was that?” Another rustle came from that area, causing me to grow even more curious about what it was. I moved closer, shifting a hand into a claw. As I parted the shrub where the rustling came from, a blur shot out of it, causing me to fall on my ass. The thing on me laps at my face, slobbering saliva all over me. “W-What are you?” I managed to get out as I pushed the furry animal off me.

Tonight, the moon bore witness to a mother's fury, and I swore by its silvery gaze that my son would see the dawn. The air vibrated with discord, each howl and clash of fury a note in the symphony of war that played out under the indignant gaze of the moon. I could feel the ground tremble beneath my paws, the scent of blood like iron chains binding me to this moment of desperation. My breath came in short bursts as Shelly, my wolf spirit, surged with power, muscles coiled and ready to strike.