Werewolf Looking At The Moon Novels & Stories

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

She can’t just stay here and feel sorry for herself. She punched the floor hard, bruising her knuckles, and slowly stood up. She knew where she needed to go to get the answers. Back to the pack: Xander and Xyla were standing at the high cliff, our snouts high, looking straight at the sun. Werewolves are known for their bonds with the moon as they worship the moon goddess…. Yet they were standing under the sun and basking in the sunlight, grasping every bit of energy that they were getting from the sun.

Blaze Westbrook, the future Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, sat with his back against the trunk of an old maple tree at the foot of the cross mountain. It was not hard to see beneath the haunting of the full moon. The moon hung up high in the dark sky, bathing everything in a soft blue hue. The trees casted eerie shadows, looking ghostly but Blaze used his wolf’s eyesight to detect any movements through the dark forest.

“Let us discuss it then.” Elcid sighed hoping she had changed her master’s mind. “The full moon is sacred to the werewolves. I am not sure what exactly happens, but I have learned that werewolves are at their strongest on the full moon. It does not matter if it is during the day or when the moon is out. It is more so if the moon has a longer cycle during the full moon. This year, this full moon has a longer cycle. You should be able to see it up right now. You could still see it when the sun rises.” Elcid went to the nearest window looking out. “There it is.” She pointed out the window.

Werewolves weren’t able to see their moon because of the thick cloud cover over, but they felt its pull strongly, and after the shift, their beasts hunted prey. On the night of the first full moon after they arrived, she watched from her window onnan upper floor, safely locked behind a massive metal door. She occasionally saw one of the massive tigers and wolves slinking past in the forest beyond her windows, and once she thought she might have seen Nikolai. She had been astonished to see the huge beasts pacing back and forth restlessly beneath her window. As the moon came from behind a cloud she could see more clearly. There was a huge, beautiful wolf, perhaps sixteen feet long and massivel

Archer pushed the glass slightly away, and she dutifully placed it on the table. She looked skywards and could see the moon in its full glory. Yet, there was something odd about it. She squinted her gaze closely and could see the little lines of black encircling it tightly. Clarissa swallowed hard as she looked away from it. “What’s the matter?” She pointed skywards. Archer followed her gaze and rested on the moon. She watched his expression, and he seemed to be clueless. “Does that have anything to do with you being a werewolf?” She asked softly.

A sigh trails from my Lips as I wonder what unfortunate thing I plunge myself into. I am about to speak when I hear some sound from outside. A smile form on my face because the perfect opportunity to exit out of that conversation just reared it head. I race out of the room at once to see the full moon that's shining so bright across the sky. The howling sound of werewolf fill the air as everyone gathers to see the full moon. For a very long time, that is the first time that I'll see a moon as big as the one in the sky at that moment. I cannot just take my eyes off it in admiration.

The punishment that he thinks is already attached. Then, Rena looked up at the black moonlit sky. It's not completely full yet, but its light is able to replace the sun. Slowly, she closed her eyes to enjoy the weak sting. Werewolves like them always felt electric shocks running through their bodies when they were hit by that light. "Don't you have any work, other than sleeping on this garden bench, hm!" That sneer entered Rena's eardrums. She quickly opened her eyes and was nervous when she found out who was standing in front of her eyes.

Chief Wolfpaw says as Cody and I gather wood and begin skinning the rabbits. The night is young, and seeing Cody again brings a warmness to my heart. The moon is at it's half, which means the werewolves have half their normal strength. On the night of the full moon they are at their strongest. The moon in the sky smiles, because the moon goddess is proud that the Luna lovers of the Wolf People Clan are united at last.

I also thanked her for being willing to teach me the ropes. I arrived at the castle and like always, it's busy. "Is the full moon happening soon?" I asked Suaco and I looked up at the sky, in search of the moon. There it is, almost full. For a normal person it would look full but it is not yet. Werewolves and Lycans can feel the moon. And the moon is not there yet. "Maybe tomorrow or the day after that," Suaco responded and like always, I can't argue about that.