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Erik
14 years ago
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((Hi all hears a bit of what I been working on, please feel free to leave feedback ti helps me. This is little more then a rough draft but I think it has some promise.))
Wind is blowing, the storm lighting is flashing and is followed by its echoing thunder.
The forests trees swayed and crashed as the wind blew them panting and the sound of running
and crashing through the underbrush and ferns, is drowned out by the wind and rain.
The sound gets closer as it nears a rocky den, in which the sounds of a helpless pup cries,
and the hushed calming voice of its mother.
More panting and rushing as the dark wolfish shadow ran though the forest towards the den.
"Undómiel!...Undómiel!.." The dark wolf called out and rushed into the den, coming face to face with the she-wolf who glare could melt the snow,
"Hush Faolan!, you will wake him.."she said looking over to the now sleeping pup that was in a bed of ferns.
"Wake him then, We must go, they are coming." he said and paced back and forth.
"we cant possibly stand against that pack....we must run..grrr..run to fight another day." he said growling to him self. he hated to run, but he had to he had to protect his family, his pack.
A sh-real howl echoed in the forest outside the den, Faolan jumped and turned towards the
entrance his fur on the back raised up, Undómiel too stood up and placed her self in-front of the now awake and frightened wolf pup.
"mama?.." it gave a soft cry. "hush my son,fear not the night, for I am here, and your father is strong." she said softly to the small ball of fur that was getting up from his bed of ferns and cuddled up to one of his mothers hind legs for comfort.
Undómiel looked to Faolan in a gesture that said "what are we going to do."
The male, the Alpha eyes looked up at his mate, Then down to the small pup at her feet, that was again nodding off.
"We must go..Head for the mountains, or a new place in the forest. The rogues will kill us, and everything in there way tonight. they are without honor." he said
and watched as Undómiel gently picked up the pup by his scruff and walked up to Faolan.
He nodded and the small pack Faolan his mate Undómiel and there son, Erik; walked off into the dying storm and the dark
forest in there soon to be fateful journey.
The last thunder rumbled in the night air as the storm died down, it was replaced by the howls and sound of running paws crashing through the
forest of Kern.
Faolan was leading Undómiel who was caring the sleeping Erik.
"The Kern forest is not safe, be must head for the mountains of the Draoidh." Faolan said
taking a winding path through the forest towards the high mountains that loomed over and around the forest in the valley. Undómiel steeped over a fallen log and then looked up at
the looming mountains, then turn suddenly back at the sound of the pro-suing pack.
Faolan too turned and then bolted with his mate running through the forest the underbrush
cutting there faces, and the rain on the plants soaking there fur.
Red eyes shined in the darkness, as it followed after its pray. "blood..I will kill you Faolan..
brother of mine..blood,..." came the voice as a black wolf with the red eyes ran with a pack of rogues.
A scar ran down his head through his eye and down his muzzle. "I will repay
you this scar,..blood...BLOOD!" the crazed wolf he gave a howl and bolted as he heard his pray bolt towards the snow caped mountains of the Draoidh.
"we must catch them before they reach the mountains,...I want them...you four go to the left
and flank them, you other four go right. the rest of you pack of mangy..mutts follow me." he said.
"yes Crowblood." they said and ran in there ordered directions as given by there
pack leader.
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((Here is the start of a new chapter kind of thing, ...and I know you have questions. where are Erik's parents, where are the rogues and Crowblood. ect well.... Im working on the answers to your askings so hold tight.))
Dark forest trees whip in the storms wind, the rain pelts down from dark sky.
Erik try's to curl farther back in the small den he had found before the sky tears
began to fall. Erik shook brushed the rain drops off his muzzle and nose with his paw.
His dark fur was wet and mattered with the mud of the den. Erik sighed and placed his
head on his paw. "When while the sky tears, finish there falling...
I'm tired of being wet..." he grumbled silently to himself. Erik was a young
wolf alone in the forest, and cruel world, his fur was black except for his
face and part of his chest,They where pale white. He looked out of the den
with his muti-colored eyes(one blue the other green)
After what seemed like a eternity to Erik, the rain stopped. The sun burned through
the dark clouds and the birds songs where once more in the trees.
He crawled out and stood up and stretched his stiff muscles and shook the mud
and rain off his coat.
He continued on his way, to who knows what. Hr just moved on, back to the past,
head to the unknown. Alone and young...a dangerous mix.
Wind is blowing, the storm lighting is flashing and is followed by its echoing thunder.
The forests trees swayed and crashed as the wind blew them panting and the sound of running
and crashing through the underbrush and ferns, is drowned out by the wind and rain.
The sound gets closer as it nears a rocky den, in which the sounds of a helpless pup cries,
and the hushed calming voice of its mother.
More panting and rushing as the dark wolfish shadow ran though the forest towards the den.
"Undómiel!...Undómiel!.." The dark wolf called out and rushed into the den, coming face to face with the she-wolf who glare could melt the snow,
"Hush Faolan!, you will wake him.."she said looking over to the now sleeping pup that was in a bed of ferns.
"Wake him then, We must go, they are coming." he said and paced back and forth.
"we cant possibly stand against that pack....we must run..grrr..run to fight another day." he said growling to him self. he hated to run, but he had to he had to protect his family, his pack.
A sh-real howl echoed in the forest outside the den, Faolan jumped and turned towards the
entrance his fur on the back raised up, Undómiel too stood up and placed her self in-front of the now awake and frightened wolf pup.
"mama?.." it gave a soft cry. "hush my son,fear not the night, for I am here, and your father is strong." she said softly to the small ball of fur that was getting up from his bed of ferns and cuddled up to one of his mothers hind legs for comfort.
Undómiel looked to Faolan in a gesture that said "what are we going to do."
The male, the Alpha eyes looked up at his mate, Then down to the small pup at her feet, that was again nodding off.
"We must go..Head for the mountains, or a new place in the forest. The rogues will kill us, and everything in there way tonight. they are without honor." he said
and watched as Undómiel gently picked up the pup by his scruff and walked up to Faolan.
He nodded and the small pack Faolan his mate Undómiel and there son, Erik; walked off into the dying storm and the dark
forest in there soon to be fateful journey.
The last thunder rumbled in the night air as the storm died down, it was replaced by the howls and sound of running paws crashing through the
forest of Kern.
Faolan was leading Undómiel who was caring the sleeping Erik.
"The Kern forest is not safe, be must head for the mountains of the Draoidh." Faolan said
taking a winding path through the forest towards the high mountains that loomed over and around the forest in the valley. Undómiel steeped over a fallen log and then looked up at
the looming mountains, then turn suddenly back at the sound of the pro-suing pack.
Faolan too turned and then bolted with his mate running through the forest the underbrush
cutting there faces, and the rain on the plants soaking there fur.
Red eyes shined in the darkness, as it followed after its pray. "blood..I will kill you Faolan..
brother of mine..blood,..." came the voice as a black wolf with the red eyes ran with a pack of rogues.
A scar ran down his head through his eye and down his muzzle. "I will repay
you this scar,..blood...BLOOD!" the crazed wolf he gave a howl and bolted as he heard his pray bolt towards the snow caped mountains of the Draoidh.
"we must catch them before they reach the mountains,...I want them...you four go to the left
and flank them, you other four go right. the rest of you pack of mangy..mutts follow me." he said.
"yes Crowblood." they said and ran in there ordered directions as given by there
pack leader.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
((Here is the start of a new chapter kind of thing, ...and I know you have questions. where are Erik's parents, where are the rogues and Crowblood. ect well.... Im working on the answers to your askings so hold tight.))
Dark forest trees whip in the storms wind, the rain pelts down from dark sky.
Erik try's to curl farther back in the small den he had found before the sky tears
began to fall. Erik shook brushed the rain drops off his muzzle and nose with his paw.
His dark fur was wet and mattered with the mud of the den. Erik sighed and placed his
head on his paw. "When while the sky tears, finish there falling...
I'm tired of being wet..." he grumbled silently to himself. Erik was a young
wolf alone in the forest, and cruel world, his fur was black except for his
face and part of his chest,They where pale white. He looked out of the den
with his muti-colored eyes(one blue the other green)
After what seemed like a eternity to Erik, the rain stopped. The sun burned through
the dark clouds and the birds songs where once more in the trees.
He crawled out and stood up and stretched his stiff muscles and shook the mud
and rain off his coat.
He continued on his way, to who knows what. Hr just moved on, back to the past,
head to the unknown. Alone and young...a dangerous mix.
