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Moonlit Meeting
Short Story By Lykanos Wulfheart
It was the middle of fall. Leaves were changing color, the air was gaining a bit of a bite, and the fields of corn that Iowa was known for had been harvested. That was an issue. Not the weather, mind you. Lykanos liked the cooler shift that came with the season. No, it was the fields. Though most knew him in his human form, a 5'11" bearded man with brown hair and hazel eyes, he was far more comfortable in his lycanthropic form which resembled that of your typical timber wolf. Sadly, with the fields of corn cut down, roaming through most of Iowa in his prefered method was out of the question. With that in mind, he turned his sights to Minnesota, a state full of woodlands. It also had a bit of sentimental meaning to him, too. Though he had never really lived there, Minnesota was his birth state and a usual vacation spot. All of these factors drew him in, solidifing his decision. It was time to prowl the Minnesotan wilderness!
The drive was fairly uneventful, thirty minutes of westbound highway and two hours of northbound interstate. When he finally reached his destination, a heavily wooded area in the middle of the state, he was more than eager to get out and stretch his legs. Though he had picked a parking spot away from people, he knew better than to trust that no one was around. With the trees to his east, he took inventory of the scents on the wind. With a chill southeasterly breeze blowing, the majority of odors came from the distant homes. No nearby humans was a good start but he wasn't too happy about the wind direction. "This is going to make things interesting," he muttered to himself. With the bulk of the forest sweeping to the northeast, getting the drop on prey and, more importantly, threats was going to be difficult.
Emptying his pockets onto the front seat of his white Taurus, all except his car keys, he moved a jacket to cover the precious loot and snagged the trash bag from the back before locking everything up. With a quick check of the door handle and scan of the area, he headed for the trees. A good quarter mile in, out of sight of any passersby, he disrobed. Everything that wasn't in the car went into the trash bag. As he finished packing it all in, the nippy air decided to show its force. With a sudden shiver, he stashed his belongings in a hollowed out tree trunk and took on a more favorable form.
After a couple minutes, he was feeling much warmer, a carpet of white and grey fur coving his body. The monotone color was broken up with rusty brown on his muzzle, ears, and subtly blending in his arms and legs. He basically looked like a normal timber wolf, just standing on two, mostly wolf-like legs. With a brief shake of his new coat and a quick stretch of his recently changed limbs, Lykanos went on the prowl.
At first he didn't find much of interest, mainly some old deer tracks, a small stream, and a couple of rodents that made for a tasty snack. However, the further north he traveled, the more uneasy he became. There was a growing silence that slowly blanketed the area, leading him to believe a fellow predator may be around. As he continued, he found more evidence of this. Between the old rub spots on the side of a few trees and the claw marks on some hollowed out downed branches, he was pretty sure that he was in a bear’s old hunting ground. Checking out some of the claw marks, he thought to himself, “I wonder what kind of bears live in the area here.” As soon as he finished his thought, he heard a branch snap off in the distance. Looking to the northeast, he stealthily followed the sound.
He didn’t have to go far to find the source of the noise. On the far side of a tiny clearing, he saw the predator he’d been worried about. It wasn’t a bear, though. It was much worse. In the distance crouched a fellow werewolf, sniffing the air cautiously. In build, this threat was an exact match, fairly muscular and on the slightly taller side. Though the newcomer’s posture was guarded, Lykanos could tell there was a power that rivaled his own. The only real difference was the fur coloration. Instead of grey and white like himself, the rival across the way was a rich rusty brown that made the white fur pop in contrast.
Knowing he was only a guest in these woods, Lykanos had no desire to start a fight. He figured he’d wait a moment, crouched in a manner that was non-threatening, and then leave as soon as the other wolf moved on. Things did not go as planned. A loud crack followed by a heavy thud told both werewolves that a tree branch had fallen… right behind poor Lykanos. The predator locked his gaze on Lykanos, who responded in kind. He had two options, move in or slink away, and he was not the kind to back down from a challenge. Neither was his opponent, it seemed, as both burly beasts moved into the opening to get a better look at the other.
The wind had picked up a bit, but otherwise it was dead silent. With hackles raised, both tried to pick up the other’s scent, which was difficult due to the direction of the wind. With so much raw power and uneasy nerves in the area, Lykanos knew he had to do something. He was the visitor and he wanted to avoid unnecessary bloodshed, so, seeing how equally matched they were, he figured it was only right to make the first move. Rolling his shoulders and lowering his head subtly, he took on a non-threatening yet non-submissive stance. He was not about to give in to this other wolf, but he was going to reduce the hostility as much as he could, and it seemed to be working. His brown counterpart took on a similar posture and moved in questioningly. A bit uneasy, Lykanos held his ground, letting the other lead the investigation. After picking up Lykanos’ scent, the other gave a brief accepting nod. Taking this as a good sign, Lykanos hesitantly moved in to pick up on the scent of his calming acquaintance. With a good sniff, he was reassured that the other was calming as much as he was.
Though both had been speaking volumes through their actions, Lykanos was the first to use the words of man. “I did not mean to intrude. I’m not from this area and was unaware this was someone’s territory.”
With a chuckle, the other nodded. “That’s alright. I’m just glad we worked this out peacefully. I’m Storm, by the way. Who might you be?”
With a relieved bow came the response, “Lykanos Wulfheart, at your service.”
A smile crept over Storm’s muzzle. “So formal. What brings you to this part of the state, anyways?”
“I’m actually out of Iowa, though I’m originally from South Dakota. The harvests ate up most of the good stalking spots, so I figured I’d give the woods up north a shot.”
Storm nodded. “Yea, that would do it. Glad you did, too. Pretty lonely around here. Glad to have the company.”
With a sympathetic smile, Lykanos knew that feeling all too well. “I hear you there. Haven’t seen a fellow wolf in a long time.”
After a series of agreeing nods and excited wagging of tails, Storm spoke up. “So… did you want a guide? I wouldn’t mind the company.”
Lykanos’ whole body seemed to answer before he actually spoke. “Sure, that would be great!”
The rest of the night was spent seeing the sights, sniffing out the smells, and getting to know each other. There may have also been a rabbit chase somewhere in the mix, but by morning, both werewolves had solidified a newfound friendship.
__________
StormWolff and I have been deepening our friendship for some time now and wanted to get some art to show how our meeting went down. With the help of the very talented 
Sidonie and in time for both the full moon as well as Halloween, this beautifully detailed piece does justice to the meeting of two burly beasts.
Hope you enjoyed the art and the story to go with! Oh, StormWolff and I both remember it a little differently, so make sure to check out his version of the story here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18080100/
Characters: Lykanos Wulfheart (Left), StormWolff (Right)
Co-Commissioner: StormWolff
Artist: Sidonie
Co-Commissioner's Post: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18080100/
Artist's Post: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18086989/
Short Story By Lykanos Wulfheart
It was the middle of fall. Leaves were changing color, the air was gaining a bit of a bite, and the fields of corn that Iowa was known for had been harvested. That was an issue. Not the weather, mind you. Lykanos liked the cooler shift that came with the season. No, it was the fields. Though most knew him in his human form, a 5'11" bearded man with brown hair and hazel eyes, he was far more comfortable in his lycanthropic form which resembled that of your typical timber wolf. Sadly, with the fields of corn cut down, roaming through most of Iowa in his prefered method was out of the question. With that in mind, he turned his sights to Minnesota, a state full of woodlands. It also had a bit of sentimental meaning to him, too. Though he had never really lived there, Minnesota was his birth state and a usual vacation spot. All of these factors drew him in, solidifing his decision. It was time to prowl the Minnesotan wilderness!
The drive was fairly uneventful, thirty minutes of westbound highway and two hours of northbound interstate. When he finally reached his destination, a heavily wooded area in the middle of the state, he was more than eager to get out and stretch his legs. Though he had picked a parking spot away from people, he knew better than to trust that no one was around. With the trees to his east, he took inventory of the scents on the wind. With a chill southeasterly breeze blowing, the majority of odors came from the distant homes. No nearby humans was a good start but he wasn't too happy about the wind direction. "This is going to make things interesting," he muttered to himself. With the bulk of the forest sweeping to the northeast, getting the drop on prey and, more importantly, threats was going to be difficult.
Emptying his pockets onto the front seat of his white Taurus, all except his car keys, he moved a jacket to cover the precious loot and snagged the trash bag from the back before locking everything up. With a quick check of the door handle and scan of the area, he headed for the trees. A good quarter mile in, out of sight of any passersby, he disrobed. Everything that wasn't in the car went into the trash bag. As he finished packing it all in, the nippy air decided to show its force. With a sudden shiver, he stashed his belongings in a hollowed out tree trunk and took on a more favorable form.
After a couple minutes, he was feeling much warmer, a carpet of white and grey fur coving his body. The monotone color was broken up with rusty brown on his muzzle, ears, and subtly blending in his arms and legs. He basically looked like a normal timber wolf, just standing on two, mostly wolf-like legs. With a brief shake of his new coat and a quick stretch of his recently changed limbs, Lykanos went on the prowl.
At first he didn't find much of interest, mainly some old deer tracks, a small stream, and a couple of rodents that made for a tasty snack. However, the further north he traveled, the more uneasy he became. There was a growing silence that slowly blanketed the area, leading him to believe a fellow predator may be around. As he continued, he found more evidence of this. Between the old rub spots on the side of a few trees and the claw marks on some hollowed out downed branches, he was pretty sure that he was in a bear’s old hunting ground. Checking out some of the claw marks, he thought to himself, “I wonder what kind of bears live in the area here.” As soon as he finished his thought, he heard a branch snap off in the distance. Looking to the northeast, he stealthily followed the sound.
He didn’t have to go far to find the source of the noise. On the far side of a tiny clearing, he saw the predator he’d been worried about. It wasn’t a bear, though. It was much worse. In the distance crouched a fellow werewolf, sniffing the air cautiously. In build, this threat was an exact match, fairly muscular and on the slightly taller side. Though the newcomer’s posture was guarded, Lykanos could tell there was a power that rivaled his own. The only real difference was the fur coloration. Instead of grey and white like himself, the rival across the way was a rich rusty brown that made the white fur pop in contrast.
Knowing he was only a guest in these woods, Lykanos had no desire to start a fight. He figured he’d wait a moment, crouched in a manner that was non-threatening, and then leave as soon as the other wolf moved on. Things did not go as planned. A loud crack followed by a heavy thud told both werewolves that a tree branch had fallen… right behind poor Lykanos. The predator locked his gaze on Lykanos, who responded in kind. He had two options, move in or slink away, and he was not the kind to back down from a challenge. Neither was his opponent, it seemed, as both burly beasts moved into the opening to get a better look at the other.
The wind had picked up a bit, but otherwise it was dead silent. With hackles raised, both tried to pick up the other’s scent, which was difficult due to the direction of the wind. With so much raw power and uneasy nerves in the area, Lykanos knew he had to do something. He was the visitor and he wanted to avoid unnecessary bloodshed, so, seeing how equally matched they were, he figured it was only right to make the first move. Rolling his shoulders and lowering his head subtly, he took on a non-threatening yet non-submissive stance. He was not about to give in to this other wolf, but he was going to reduce the hostility as much as he could, and it seemed to be working. His brown counterpart took on a similar posture and moved in questioningly. A bit uneasy, Lykanos held his ground, letting the other lead the investigation. After picking up Lykanos’ scent, the other gave a brief accepting nod. Taking this as a good sign, Lykanos hesitantly moved in to pick up on the scent of his calming acquaintance. With a good sniff, he was reassured that the other was calming as much as he was.
Though both had been speaking volumes through their actions, Lykanos was the first to use the words of man. “I did not mean to intrude. I’m not from this area and was unaware this was someone’s territory.”
With a chuckle, the other nodded. “That’s alright. I’m just glad we worked this out peacefully. I’m Storm, by the way. Who might you be?”
With a relieved bow came the response, “Lykanos Wulfheart, at your service.”
A smile crept over Storm’s muzzle. “So formal. What brings you to this part of the state, anyways?”
“I’m actually out of Iowa, though I’m originally from South Dakota. The harvests ate up most of the good stalking spots, so I figured I’d give the woods up north a shot.”
Storm nodded. “Yea, that would do it. Glad you did, too. Pretty lonely around here. Glad to have the company.”
With a sympathetic smile, Lykanos knew that feeling all too well. “I hear you there. Haven’t seen a fellow wolf in a long time.”
After a series of agreeing nods and excited wagging of tails, Storm spoke up. “So… did you want a guide? I wouldn’t mind the company.”
Lykanos’ whole body seemed to answer before he actually spoke. “Sure, that would be great!”
The rest of the night was spent seeing the sights, sniffing out the smells, and getting to know each other. There may have also been a rabbit chase somewhere in the mix, but by morning, both werewolves had solidified a newfound friendship.
__________
StormWolff and I have been deepening our friendship for some time now and wanted to get some art to show how our meeting went down. With the help of the very talented 
Sidonie and in time for both the full moon as well as Halloween, this beautifully detailed piece does justice to the meeting of two burly beasts.Hope you enjoyed the art and the story to go with! Oh, StormWolff and I both remember it a little differently, so make sure to check out his version of the story here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18080100/
Characters: Lykanos Wulfheart (Left), StormWolff (Right)
Co-Commissioner:
StormWolffArtist:
SidonieCo-Commissioner's Post: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18080100/
Artist's Post: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18086989/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Wolf
Size 1280 x 914px
File Size 1.32 MB
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