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Chapters:
1) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2764870
2) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2801051/
3) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2804963
4) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2810590/
5) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2821802/
6) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2823835/
7) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2829436/
8) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2837954
9) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2849509/
10) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2852713/
11) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2859205/
12) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2859219/
This is a really short part, but I plan on writing an even bigger part Seven tomorrow. :3 There's a bit of drama in this one, but don't worry! It's only buildup to what's going to happen in the very end!
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I’m all alone in this forest, running through the trees and shrubs, watching animals run away in fear of my coming, but I don’t see them or care to. Why was I out here in the first place, eating a dead deer? Even the wolves laughed at me. Am I not even fit to walk with them? Here I thought I would be accepted as I am, but I guess I’m wrong.
I must be traveling very, very far into the forest. I’ve been running for what feels like hours, only now noticing that I’ve been running on the balls of my feet, the tracks I’ve left behind looking calloused and barely recognizable, like some mix between human and wolf. Any person would reject me, and not even the wolves want me. Just what am I?
Something babbles in the distant. I keep on running, the scent of sweet river water filling my nostrils. As the forest clears, the ground gets rocky, and I slow my pace to keep myself from tripping over the smooth river rocks. The clear water runs along a rocky river bank, with a fish here or there swimming to feed on the growing algae. My stomach growls for food, but I won’t have it. I’m not an animal! But I do feel thirsty.
I kneel over the edge of the water, cupping my misshapen hands to get a good amount of water. I slurp it loudly, and yet I feel strange. This isn’t the way I should be drinking it, is it? My tongue and teeth feel
wrong, not ideal for drinking water like this. I don’t want to do it that way. Not that way.
“It’s better to lap it, with the way you are right now.”
I can hear Ralph’s voice. He followed me all the way here. His feet stumble a little along the rocky riverbed. I can smell his anxiety. “Go away!”
He whimpers. “But I just want to help.”
“I don’t want your help! I didn’t ask for any of this!”
He didn’t say another word then. Instead, I heard him going back. Ralph never was one to push issues with me, after all. At least that hasn’t changed. But this isn’t what I needed right now. I needed someone to be with, but I don’t think even my father could stand me like this. What else can I do?
I turn around, glad to see he wasn’t far enough to hear me cry out, “Wait! Come back!” Ralph turned around, and then slowly he made it back to where I was, tail wagging. He kneeled down and sat beside me. Even as I am now, he was a giant of a wolf, his muscular arms scratching my furred back with sharp claws. It didn’t feel so bad, though.
He nuzzled my face with his snout. “I’m sorry. This doesn’t normally happen when we see one of our own kind so premature in the change.”
I listen to his words but I look into the water, at my face and body. What am I, I keep asking myself. “I’m ugly.”
He licks the top of my head. “No, you’re not. They just don’t understand.”
“Look at me!” I glare at him with sharp teeth. “I’m a freak!”
“No, not at all.” He assures me in that soft, familiar voice. “Just give it some time. You’ll look more and more like one of us with each passing night.”
“But I don’t want to be a wolf. I just want my old life back.”
Ralph sighs. No point in arguing about it, is there. “There’s no turning back once you’ve been bitten.”
I look back at the ground, flicking some pebbles with my claws. “I don’t even know what to think about any of this, yet, Ralph.”
Ralph growls lowly. “I wish you’d stop calling me that. That person is dead. He died in that car accident six months ago. You were never able to save him. But you can still save yourself.”
I’m sorry, Ralph. I’m so sorry. It was all my fault this happened to you. I want to tell him this but I can’t seem to find the right way to say it to him. “Why can’t things be like the way they were before? Can’t you remember what our lives were like together?”
He stares up into the sky, his mouth trembling. “Look, there are times when I look back and try and remember who I was before, when I see the life we used to have, I don’t even know what to think about all of this. This was just something I had to do for myself.”
What’s he trying to say? “Why?” I ask him.
His eyes shift in the water, a whine escaping from his lips. “Because I had no other reason to be alive.”
Oh, that dream of his! That stupid, stupid fantasy! “You had me!”
“I thought you were dead.”
“You didn’t know that for sure!”
“I was dying, at that point. Staying human would never have mattered for long.” He fiercely stares me with an annoyed frown on his black lips. “It was a good idea at the time, but when I saw you were alive, I wasn’t so sure. I saw you were crippled, and I felt that you might appreciate feeling like you were alive again for once. I thought that maybe you would have appreciated the gift to walk again in the first place.”
He sounds so serious. Why do I feel sick all of a sudden? What does he mean I’m ungrateful about walking again? I’ve never felt so alive in my entire life! My dad’s much happier than before, I’m not sulking in my room as much , and I even got back my appetite. But why do I have to throw away the life I can have now just to live with the wolves? Why can’t I have Ralph back the way he was? Why couldn’t I have saved my own mother? Why can’t I have everything the way I want it to be?
And then all of sudden, I feel absolutely sick. What’s the matter with me, I think to myself. Am I just such a selfish brat, to take what’s happened to me for granted?
“But I guess I was wrong.” He moves to stand back up again. No, please don’t leave. I don’t want to lose you again.
He doesn’t look back, either. He disappears back into the woods, the one person who ever liked me for who I am, regardless of how hideous I was. And now I’m left sitting by the riverbed, sobbing to myself, feeling ugly and alone. What’s happened to me this past year? I should be loving him as I did before, knowing better that I’d love him no matter what. Have I become so bitter and self-pitying that I’ve been going down a path of self-destruction, pushing away everything I love?
I wish he was still here to see me kneel down the riverbed to lap up the water. It really was much more comfortable that way.
1) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2764870
2) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2801051/
3) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2804963
4) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2810590/
5) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2821802/
6) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2823835/
7) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2829436/
8) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2837954
9) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2849509/
10) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2852713/
11) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2859205/
12) http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2859219/
This is a really short part, but I plan on writing an even bigger part Seven tomorrow. :3 There's a bit of drama in this one, but don't worry! It's only buildup to what's going to happen in the very end!
_______________________________________________
I’m all alone in this forest, running through the trees and shrubs, watching animals run away in fear of my coming, but I don’t see them or care to. Why was I out here in the first place, eating a dead deer? Even the wolves laughed at me. Am I not even fit to walk with them? Here I thought I would be accepted as I am, but I guess I’m wrong.
I must be traveling very, very far into the forest. I’ve been running for what feels like hours, only now noticing that I’ve been running on the balls of my feet, the tracks I’ve left behind looking calloused and barely recognizable, like some mix between human and wolf. Any person would reject me, and not even the wolves want me. Just what am I?
Something babbles in the distant. I keep on running, the scent of sweet river water filling my nostrils. As the forest clears, the ground gets rocky, and I slow my pace to keep myself from tripping over the smooth river rocks. The clear water runs along a rocky river bank, with a fish here or there swimming to feed on the growing algae. My stomach growls for food, but I won’t have it. I’m not an animal! But I do feel thirsty.
I kneel over the edge of the water, cupping my misshapen hands to get a good amount of water. I slurp it loudly, and yet I feel strange. This isn’t the way I should be drinking it, is it? My tongue and teeth feel
wrong, not ideal for drinking water like this. I don’t want to do it that way. Not that way.
“It’s better to lap it, with the way you are right now.”
I can hear Ralph’s voice. He followed me all the way here. His feet stumble a little along the rocky riverbed. I can smell his anxiety. “Go away!”
He whimpers. “But I just want to help.”
“I don’t want your help! I didn’t ask for any of this!”
He didn’t say another word then. Instead, I heard him going back. Ralph never was one to push issues with me, after all. At least that hasn’t changed. But this isn’t what I needed right now. I needed someone to be with, but I don’t think even my father could stand me like this. What else can I do?
I turn around, glad to see he wasn’t far enough to hear me cry out, “Wait! Come back!” Ralph turned around, and then slowly he made it back to where I was, tail wagging. He kneeled down and sat beside me. Even as I am now, he was a giant of a wolf, his muscular arms scratching my furred back with sharp claws. It didn’t feel so bad, though.
He nuzzled my face with his snout. “I’m sorry. This doesn’t normally happen when we see one of our own kind so premature in the change.”
I listen to his words but I look into the water, at my face and body. What am I, I keep asking myself. “I’m ugly.”
He licks the top of my head. “No, you’re not. They just don’t understand.”
“Look at me!” I glare at him with sharp teeth. “I’m a freak!”
“No, not at all.” He assures me in that soft, familiar voice. “Just give it some time. You’ll look more and more like one of us with each passing night.”
“But I don’t want to be a wolf. I just want my old life back.”
Ralph sighs. No point in arguing about it, is there. “There’s no turning back once you’ve been bitten.”
I look back at the ground, flicking some pebbles with my claws. “I don’t even know what to think about any of this, yet, Ralph.”
Ralph growls lowly. “I wish you’d stop calling me that. That person is dead. He died in that car accident six months ago. You were never able to save him. But you can still save yourself.”
I’m sorry, Ralph. I’m so sorry. It was all my fault this happened to you. I want to tell him this but I can’t seem to find the right way to say it to him. “Why can’t things be like the way they were before? Can’t you remember what our lives were like together?”
He stares up into the sky, his mouth trembling. “Look, there are times when I look back and try and remember who I was before, when I see the life we used to have, I don’t even know what to think about all of this. This was just something I had to do for myself.”
What’s he trying to say? “Why?” I ask him.
His eyes shift in the water, a whine escaping from his lips. “Because I had no other reason to be alive.”
Oh, that dream of his! That stupid, stupid fantasy! “You had me!”
“I thought you were dead.”
“You didn’t know that for sure!”
“I was dying, at that point. Staying human would never have mattered for long.” He fiercely stares me with an annoyed frown on his black lips. “It was a good idea at the time, but when I saw you were alive, I wasn’t so sure. I saw you were crippled, and I felt that you might appreciate feeling like you were alive again for once. I thought that maybe you would have appreciated the gift to walk again in the first place.”
He sounds so serious. Why do I feel sick all of a sudden? What does he mean I’m ungrateful about walking again? I’ve never felt so alive in my entire life! My dad’s much happier than before, I’m not sulking in my room as much , and I even got back my appetite. But why do I have to throw away the life I can have now just to live with the wolves? Why can’t I have Ralph back the way he was? Why couldn’t I have saved my own mother? Why can’t I have everything the way I want it to be?
And then all of sudden, I feel absolutely sick. What’s the matter with me, I think to myself. Am I just such a selfish brat, to take what’s happened to me for granted?
“But I guess I was wrong.” He moves to stand back up again. No, please don’t leave. I don’t want to lose you again.
He doesn’t look back, either. He disappears back into the woods, the one person who ever liked me for who I am, regardless of how hideous I was. And now I’m left sitting by the riverbed, sobbing to myself, feeling ugly and alone. What’s happened to me this past year? I should be loving him as I did before, knowing better that I’d love him no matter what. Have I become so bitter and self-pitying that I’ve been going down a path of self-destruction, pushing away everything I love?
I wish he was still here to see me kneel down the riverbed to lap up the water. It really was much more comfortable that way.
Category Story / Transformation
Species Wolf
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File Size 32.5 kB
yet again you astound me with this piece. I'm still rather sad for her and for Ralph. I hope they get back together soon though. I know they still love eachother. I just wish I could do something for the both of them. Give them the power to change at will. Then they could have the best of both worlds. But I guess that's just because I like happy endings. Life must have its drama. Did I mention you're killing me with your suspense?
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