Wolf In Sing 2 Novels & Stories

Clara singsonged. She turned from Jake and stood in front of the wolf in mid-air. She watched him as she lifted her arm. The wolf looked around wildly until his gaze locked on her arm. He watched as she lifted her index and middle finger above her thumb, her ring and pinky pressed against her palm.

During one of the evening(2years back) while Samien, Sophia and Elizabeth were watching the TV, after they had accepted their fate that Zathrion had left them, even though they still had strong hope that he'd come back to them some day, they saw the news, where a man was on a hospital bed telling the story about what happened in Naminsa forest. He gave the names of the crew that went hunting, and from there, they confirmed their Zathrion was gone. They cried their life away and later had no choice but to move on. They moved on. But ever since then, Sophia hated wolves. And the fact that the man told the story where the wolves could transform to human and live among them, added to her anger.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

Who is that? Grrrrrr I raise my eyes slowly after hearing a low growl. A wolf stands on the second landing looking down at me, growling. I already know he’s not one of my men, but something about him feels familiar. Something about those yellow eyes: I take a step to get closer, but he backs up, baring his teeth. “Who are you?” I ask the wolf, but we're interrupted by singing. “I’ll take you to the candy shop! I’ll let you lick the lollipop” A gruff drunk voice sends the wolf running away.

As she looked across the clearing it was filled with wolves, black, brown, grey, sable, and one lone white wolf. He was immense and stood on the precipice, watching those below. A black wolf that was just as big approached and stood by his side. They exchanged glances and looked in her direction. She had to side step to avoid being bowled over by the gigantic black panther that barreled past her on her way to the top of the bluff. She rubbed her body along the side of the white wolf. She purred as he licked her head.

His eyes glittered dangerously “Don’t.” My head shot up, anger coloring my own gaze. “If you know about the full moon then you know that it’s an important ritual within wolf packs. As a wolf, it’s vital that I’m with my family to join the hunt. It helps breed unity and oneness. It’s not fair!” He gave me an unimpressed look “I don’t care. No one’s stopping you from turning into a wolf and if you’d just stop being so stubborn I’d even let you out for a run once or twice.”

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

I did not care. "Kael." "Yes." "Don't stop." "I am not going to stop, Lirien." "Don't be slow." "I am not going to be slow." "Take it. All of it. Take me. I am yours. Take me." His mouth came up to mine. "Whose are you?" "Yours." "Louder." "Yours, Kael!" "Louder, Lirien." "YOURS!" The wolves erupted through the bond. His wolf at the front of his face. My wolf in front of mine. They were not speaking. They were singing. They were singing the same three words.

The wolf backs away and I let it. -Incoming on your left, I’ve got your right covered- I shout through the link. He spins in time to collide with the wolf on his left. I step up onto the trailer, pouncing off of it and landing squarely on top of the other wolf, ramming my sword down through the base of its skull.

Felicia: I'm not sure why the Valley song came to my mind but, it ran through my head like a heard of stages. I'd heard it all my life but never really contemplated its meaning until that day. It was like most children's songs, a hidden warning encased in a pleasant tune. The verses explaining that the wolf was not as he seemed for he had two sides. A man who charmed you away from your home with promises of love. Then he turned into a wolf and eats you. The song was based upon an old legend of the Janus Wolves or wolves with two faces. But I had always believed they were simply stories, boogie monsters to keep children from wandering too far from home. But somewhere in the back of my mind...