Thread: WhiteTiger's writings: update, New stories, High-fantasy with realism, all tag types:

RE A Few short stories added NAGUAL OCNON-CON,EXOTICEXT WhiteTiger Tags NC-E SummaryNotesIn every legend, there is a kernel of truth, what if a virus did mutate and could cause something like this? This story follows the beginning of a werewolf legacy and the family lineage and their lives, down though the ages. Umai Covered in ice and snow, the harshest part of winter had come. Scarce prey, and weeks of no food drove the Siberian white wolf, an alpha male, with no pack to lead, as this winter had killed them all. He caught a scent in the air and began to to follow it in the wind. Wreaking of human, he didnt care. That is how hungry he was. Tracking the source, he found the man dragging a sled full of supplies, alone along a commonly used path. If I dont hurry and get the supplies and medicine to the village, many people will die because of this harsh winter., he thought to himself. Getting heavier and hard to pull by the moment, his determination to pull the sled stayed focused on that goal. Dragging it as fast as he could. Supplies for the journey were getting low and this weakened him a bit but the main contributor was the random illness he had picked up somewhere, making his head feel dizzy and running a fever. He needed to get to the village fast. Meat was all the white wolf could think of as he tracked the man, getting closer and closer until he was right behind him. As the man turned, the wolf attacked, mauling him. The wolf tore into him hard and fast, ripping his throat out and starting gorging himself right then and there. He dragged the bodyleft overs and hide them for later for when he was hungry again. The pure white snow was stained the color of crimson, as was his muzzle from the mans blood. Finishing off what he could, he then followed through, dragging the body under some trees for storage. Feeling full and content for the first time in months, he lay under a tree covered in as much snow as the ground and slipped into a deep sleep. Upon wakening, several hours later, his vision felt blurred and he had a hard time standing up, so he just lay there, content as he could for 3 days. Hunger once again awoke him then and now his vision and strength had returned, so he dragged out the body to eat again. Happening over and over during the next week, this continued until there was nothing left to consume. Satisfied for now, the solitary wolf began to roam, marking his territory and went about life as usual. Im telling you Desislav, if we dont find some meat to bring home, mom and dad will be really mad!, Miro said to his brother. Though they were both adults, there were no available women to be courted and on top of that, the prospects for their future also looked dim at the moment. Besides, their parents needed their help, whether they would admit it or not. Deeper and deeper into the woods they traveled looking for any signs of life or movement. All they carried where they bows and arrows, slung over their backs, spears in the sled, and large carving knives they carried on the belt of their waists. Desislav was always better than Miro with the bow and arrow, but Miro was better with the knife and spear. Together, they made a great hunting team. Roaming deep into the forest, the both seemed to notice at the same time how quiet the forest was. Too quiet. Silence was their instinct as they held still to listen for any sounds at all. Time passes so slowly when your starving and the young wolf had reached that point again. Running the normal route to maintain, hunt and check on his territory, he caught the scent of humans again. He hated the way humans tasted but they would have to do. Treading so very carefully and cautiously again, he slowly approached the young men from behind them while they were holding dead still and violently attacked one savagely, trying to make a quick kill, but the other one was hitting him and beating him with sticks and had cut deeply into him with a large blade. Turning now his attention to the other one, the wolf now attacked him, biting and tearing into him repeatedly. The other human had now gathered enough strength, some how and struck him over the head with a large piece of wood which caught him completely off guard. Wracked with the pain of the blow, he then took off into the forests in retreat. Oh my god, Desislav, Are you still alive? You saved my life! Please dont be dead. You cant die on me!, Miro announced as a question and a statement. He said this, even though his own body was torn and ripped open from several bites himself. Desislav raised his finger, lifting it up and down, while slowly opening his eyes with a half smile, to let his brother know he was still alive. Speaking next, Desislav whispered to his brother, Miro? We have to get home..we have to get home as fast as we can. Gathering enough strength together, they staggered back home, partially in shock and close to death. Making it home finally, they swung the door open. Walking out from the kitchen, their mother screamed, first from the shock and then for their father to help her. Taking turns, the parents led them to their beds, undressed them and washed them up, both knowing by the extent of the injuries, that they were both going to die. Late that night, they heard the agonizing cries from their mother, already in mourning for what she knew was going to happen. Lightening pains shot through the 2 young mens nervous system. Both praying for their deaths to be quick. Higher and higher their fevers rose and muscles spasms wracked their systems. Panting in short shallow breaths, they knew the end would be soon. Walking out of each of their rooms the next day, the local healer looked at their expectant parents and told them, Honestly I have never seen anything like this. There is obviously a sign of deep sickness attacking them aside from the bites. I am afraid the wolf that attacked them may have been rabid. Both of their wounds are deep and several of them have large amounts of tissue missing, straight through into and through their muscles. They may have a stronger chance of surviving but not for the symptoms, areas of the wounds and the extra behavioral symptoms they are showing. I frankly can not tell you exactly what is going on but as an honest doctor, I will tell you that they have almost no chance of one of them surviving, never mind both. The bites into their necks seem to be the worse, even though no major damage was done there. You two have fine, strong young men. Do your prayers and ask God and Christ for a miracle if he sees it the right thing to be done. I am sorry, there is nothing I can do. Just keep the wounds clean and well tended to. Bowing his head at feeling useless and sad to see this happen to such fine young men and a good family, he picked up his bag and let himself out the front door. Turning into her husbands strong chest, the sobs began again as he embraced her. Hiding from her as he held her, were the silent tears that ran down the proud mans cheeks also. Strangely enough, time went by, 3 days, then a week and their symptoms did not worsen in any way. Opposite of that, in fact their fevers dropped and the wounds showed signs of healing. Their mother prayed faithfully for them 5 times a day and she took this as a sign from god that he had taken favor upon her sons. In town, word of their attack had spread and a search party had been put together to find the rabid wolf and kill him. Days spent searching for him were met hand in hand with Desislav and Miros growing appetites! Of all things most surprising were their requests for meals made of mainly meat, wanting the meat less and less fully cooked. Not understanding, but knowing Gods hand was in this, she happily provided them with what every they needed, no matter the cost. Dipping into their savings was more than worth it to save her boys. Hiding this minor detail from her husband, the boys recovery went fast, almost two fast and were completely healed physically within 2 weeks. The nights were still struck though by their horrid painful cries that they had no idea what the source could be from. Desislav and Miro both became the picture of health after two weeks and Desislav decided to pay a visit to his brothers room. Opening the door with out knocking, he felt stronger and better than ever. Going over to his brother and sitting next to him in bed he looked at him as Miro avoided his gaze and looked downward. Miro! Miro! This is a miracle God has chosen and given us Why arent you up and about? I feel fantastic! I can smell things Ive never smelt before, hear things, sense things, see things I have never felt before! And strength and health? Ive never felt better! Is this not also happening to you? arent you happy brother?, Desislav both asked and self answered. Responding to his prompts, head still down he replied in a soft voice, Yes brother, those same things are happening to me and I am terrified that they arent natural or from God. I think maybe we are instead cursed. Arent your nights wracked with pain from deep within as if something wild is trying to break through your skin and consume you? Devislavs mood and posture suddenly changed, Yes brother, I do fear it sometimes and I feel it also, but I put it away, not to think about and focus instead of the wonders that ARE happening to us! Standing up, he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, leaving his brother alone. Another week passed as the young men started picking up their share again of the house hold duties and were often much more successful in bringing back food after they had gone hunting. Often though, at night one or both of the brothers would take off into the cold out side, only to be found sleeping in the snow covered ground, by either his mother or father, with their night clothes shredded. What in the name of God is happening to you boys?, he often asked during those days. During the 4th week, ending the cycle of 1 lunar month since their attack, both young men in unison, felt a hot beast within them, waking each from their sleep and all they knew was that they needed to get out side, as each day it became worse and worse. On the final evening marking exactly one full lunar monte, to the day of their attack, the same symptoms came upon them and they both rushed for the door, dripping in sweat and horrid pain, as they felt like they were being torn apart from within. Changing their normal pattern of being content in the snow filled courtyard, they headed for the gates, rushing to pull them open and they headed into the forest. Below the snow capped trees and covered ground, the cold did not effect them, but instead. they fell to the ground in deep spasms. Their features became more fluid in appearance shifting and silky smooth. White fur grew out from every pour on their body getting longer and thicker by the moment. Everything about them seemed to change as they fell forward onto their hands and knees. The fluid smooth transitions of their features became stronger as their limbs and legs and head all changed shape, along with the growth of the white fur. Soon, looking down, Miro could see white paws where his hands were and looked back to see his hind quarters as that of a white wolf, with a long fluffy tail. Next, going crossed eyed at the same time, he saw the muzzle of a wolf below his eyes also! Up until now, he had been so caught up in what was happening to him that he never once looked at his brother next to him. Now, looking with new eyes, hearing with new large ears, and smelling with his new long nose and body, he looked at his brother very seriously. What he saw shocked him because he new he looked like that too! As humans, they had both been strikingly handsome men, but with no women around, what was the point? Body wise they were both muscular and lean, but while Miro, the older of the two was a bit taller and leaner, Desislav was shorted and carried bulkier muscles. Both having big beautiful blue eyes, a radiant smile with perfect teeth and bone structure symmetry of a nobleman. Replacing all that now was the long lean body of a wolf, standing higher that the average dog, with very long legs, huge paws, a large bottle brush tail, high pointed ears, long muzzle and the large head of a great white wolf. Trying to talk to is brother, only chirps and small sounds came from his mouth. He wanted so badly to talk to his brother but couldnt. A voice, loud and clear spoke in his head, But brother I can hear you with my mind and I bet you can hear me!, he excitedly exclaimed. Desislav jumped, hopping in joy and let out this beautiful haunting song that Miro could now understand! Excited and terrified, they both bolted into the forest to explore it at night with their new found senses and bodies. Entering the gates the following morning, the towns messenger knocked on their front door. Answering it, their mother said, Yes? Can I help you?, with her tall husband standing behind her. Ummmmm, Excuse me for bothering but I was told to deliver you a message. The wolf that attacked your fine sons was found and is dead,, stuttering, he continued nervously,but, uuuummmmm the wolfs death was not caused by us. It was already dead before we found it, for several days we suspect and think it was truly rabid. I am terrible sorry to be the bearer of such sad news,, he said bowing his head, afraid to make eye contact, But the villagers want you to know that you have their full support and help if there is anything you need. With that, he turned around and walked away. She slammed the door in a panic,Oh god, we havent checked on the boys today!!!, she screamed and ran up the stairs to check each room, only to find that both beds were empty and abandoned. Freedom and adventure at every turn, the woods now was their home. Never happier could the two brothers be, as year upon year passed. Often, more by Desislav, would they practice the transformation process from a human body to their now natural wolfs body. He liked changing the most and took advantage of it, killing strangers and taking their money, transforming and dressing to visit the local taverns of the humans and having as many women as he could. Miro only changed as necessity dictated and had no desire for the fulfillment of physical or sensual pleasures as his brother did and then never seemed to ever age or get sick. On top of this, whether in their natural wolf or human form they were much stronger that even other wolves they encountered or humans. Over one hundred years passed for them like this and Desislav grew more and more bored everyday, while Miro stayed content. Finally announcing to his brother one day out of no where, I need a change and adventure brother! I am going to head South West. Will you come with me? No my dear beloved brother, I am happy and content here but I know the desires of your heart. Go in peace and live your life to the fullest. You are a good man and an even better wolf. Find what you are looking for. You have my blessings., he replied. As if waiting for that cue, Desislav skipped in place joyfully and headed away at a fast pace in the South Eastern Direction. Miro would never see his beloved brother again. Years passed and Miro stayed in his home forest while Desislav finally ended up crossing the great Atlantic ocean and made for Alaska. Alone now, Miro watched from a distance the changes of humans and was indeed fascinated but, again he preferred his home in the wilderness. Coming hard and cruel, one winter was so bad that all the source for his food had died themselves. Losing touch with himself, the hunger and need took over as he spotted a beautiful woman wondering in the forests digging for roots and buried foods. He tracked her and attacked her. Just as he was about to rip her throat open, he saw the begging helpless look in her eyes and jumped off her, regaining his reason and ran away. Barely alive, the young woman named Umai, crawled under a tree to hide and to await death. Ironically the same process that had originally happened to the boys, also happened to her, and eventually after 1 full lunar month, she changed into a beautiful white wolf. Miro watched with empathy as this process took place, finally speaking to her mind, Hello there. I am Miro and I must offer you my most sincere apologies for what I have done to you. I wasnt thinking straight and my hunger got the best of me. Maybe in time you will find It in your heart to forgive me. She said nothing at all to him and didnt in the many moths to come. Finally she broke into a mental dialogue with him, inquiring what they were and the details of his knowledge. Freely he offered her all he new and in time became very close, even eventually becoming mates. Several hundred more years past with life simple and happy like this. Desislav searched forward more and more north, looking for the cold which he came from. Not used to denying himself in hunger or pleasure, hundreds of years past as he got to know this new world and the people in it. Food was almost never lacking but for this one winter, where all food had disappeared. At the same time, his lust for a woman was becoming stronger. He had an established large territory that he checked daily. Then that day and time came, of the harsh winter, and on his route around his territory, he spotted a young Inuit woman dragging a sled of supplies. If I dont get these supplies to my family soon, it will be dark and dangerous, her words cut off in mid sentence as the great white wolf mauled her, loving the flavor of her blood in his mouth as he was so hungry but his lust was as powerful as his hunger and dragged her limp, bleeding body to his cave and left her there. Returning back to where he had first encountered her, he covered all the tracks and returned to his den where the beautiful, dying Inuit woman lay helpless before him. Transforming into his human form, he approached her, stiff already with excitement. Remove her clothes was tedious but well worth the wait as he took in the beautiful body of the woman, even with his multiple bite marks on her perfectly pigmented and endowed voluptuous body, she was still stunning. Completely unconscious, he spread her legs, grabbing and kissing her breasts and fingered her slit to find the opening. Dry or not, she was his before she was his meal and he forced himself inside her over and over. The rapes continued day after day, even when she regained her consciousness. She was not dying, but the opposite, getting better. As this process happened, the rapes turned into mutual passion as she went through the same changes he had before becoming a wolf. On the final lunar night, the same thing happened again to her but her coat came out gray. Once the transformation was complete, he asked her what her name was. Unable to speak, she thought her name, Aktar. As the months passed, they fast became alpha female and alpha male mates. Living like this for several hundred years, Desislav knew true peace and happiness for the first time. Anxious finally for change as she was, they traveled south, ending up in a small mountain area called the Appalachian mountain ranges, within the Blue Ridge mountains, on a mountain called Kings Mountain in North Carolina. One extremely harsh winter, when yet again all the foods and prey had disappeared, Miro chose to take a chance so he could feed Umai as well as him self. He snuck into a well off familys store house for dried meats. His plan was simple, eat as much and he could and then carry back as much as he could carry. He saw the Master of the house and his escort and children leaving and thought the house to be empty for the time being. Gorging himself with as much meat as he could, he was met at the door by the lady of the house as he was trying to leave. Holding a silver candelabra in her hands. The only weapon at hand for her to grab. He had made too much noise. Not wanting to hurt her, but with her blocking the only escape route. this was the perfect time for the extra strength he had. Positioning him self for the jump, he then jumped over her, but she had taken a few steps backward, throwing his aim off and he landed right on top of her with that silver candelabra shoved into his throat. Suddenly he couldnt breath and it wasnt just because of the wound his body was reacting to the silver. Unknown to him, or any one for that matter, they were highly allergic to silver and he sent a dying message to Umai,I am dying, silver is our enemy., is the last thing she heard from him as Miro died on top of the woman from Anaphylactic Shock. Devastated, Umai let out a piercing howl of pain and mourning that echoed through out the entire forest. Alone for the first time, she would have to some how find the will and a means to survive. All she wanted now was to die now with him and crawled under a tree with very low branches and laid there for days and days, ignoring her hunger, everything. She wanted to dye also..as a part of her had already died when he died. Dragging and aimlessly wondering the forest for months, she only caught enough food to shut her stomach up. Spring that year arrived early and as the sun rose over the horizon and through the trees, Umai came to a decision. She would leave this place forever, and head south. For months upon months she meandered her way south. Hunger getting the better of her, in the woods of the Slavic Part of Bulgaria, she saw a hunter, looking strong and delicious. He was dead still honing in on his target and at the exact same time as he fired his arrow, precisely taking the buck down with one blow, Umai attacked and mauled him, tearing at him, ripping chunks of delicious flesh from him. As she was about to deliver his final blow, she caught the scent of the dead buck and the faint smell of blood from the small wound. Jumping off him, she changed her mind and went for the buck instead as they tasted so much better to her. Gorging herself, she kept watch on the barely conscious man, as he watched her. With a full belly, she was able to think more clearly and realized what a predicament she was in. The hunter laid there, unable to move from blood loss and the injuries. God, what am I supposed to do now?, she asked herself, I cant leave his body out here to die in the open. Bearing that in mind, she began to look for a secluded spot and found one next to a small lake. Dragging the buck there first, she then dragged the hunter also. Not caring much about anything or anyone, she left him there to suffer and came to that spot only when hunger was upon her to eat more of the buck, expecting him to die soon anyways, but instead, as the days past, though racked with a pain she remembers all too well, she watched him slowly heal, getting stronger by the day. Now having her full attention, she stayed with him and even shared her meat with him. Once his vision had regained, along with his senses, she knew what was happening, he would be like her. Watching her carefully, looking for a way to kill her and escape, his eyes never left her. Timing is everything., she laughed to herself and stood right in front of him and transformed into the beautiful well endowed woman she was in human form with long white hair as the wind blew through her hair. Tall, with long legs and a perfect high C cup breasts. She stood before him naked. In human form, a werewolf had no hair on their body but for their hair, usually reflecting the color of coat they have in wolf form. Pulling her hair over to one side, she dug into his supplies that she had later also brought to this spot. She pulled out a cup and his supply of water poured some and offered it to him. I am truly sorry this has happened to you,, she said I was so desperately hungry and wasnt thinking straight and wanted your death to be quick and as painless as possible. Please, in time, I hope you will learn to forgive me. Looking at her in terror, disbelief and shock, he then gazed at the cup and looked up at her again. Shaking hands took hold of the cup as he brought it to his mouth and downed it fast, not realizing how thirsty he was. Quickly refilling it for him again, he reached to take it. My name is Umai. May I ask what your name is?, she asked. Downing the cup of water again, Umai quickly refilled it once again and handed it to him. Reaching for it, their fingers touched briefly and in response he said,My my my name is Branimir. Thank you for the water,, as he gently took it and downed it again. Offering some of her kill, he took it hesitantly uncooked meat uuuugh, he thought, but then as he bit into it, he was amazed by how good it tasted and ate it furiously until there was nothing more. She smiled at him and he half smiled at her. From then on, their bond became closer and closer until he fell in love with her and she him and they became alpha mates. Her mind as curious as his to find out exactly what and who they were and their limitations and other interests became a passion and soon learned how to make a pack of betas with three deep bites into them and bringing them into the pack. Experimenting, they learned of their allergy to silver and many secrets about their abilities and limitations. These were good years, Umai and Branimir loved each other very much. Hundreds of years passed and finally several rumors of them began to spread far and wide. The forests were full of hunters, thrill seeker and tourists, hoping to catch a glimpse of them or kill them. It was getting to dangerous and it was time to leave. In human form, they took a cruise across the Atlantic and entered America from Ft. Lauderdale, FL., but it was way to hot for them, so they headed north. Finding the perfect spot in a small town, nestled at the base of a mountain called Kings mountain, in a small town called Mountain City, snuggled into the Blue Ridge mountain range part of the Appalachian Mountains in North Carolina, they found their new home. As the years passed, they created a new pack, all well establish members of the town, like the mayor, the police, retail shops.. Everywhere. They created 11 beta pack members and with them, it made a good size pack of 13. Is it fate or coincidence that brings such things together in life? One may never know. Desislav and Aktar, not aware of the limitations and the powers of being a werewolf, decided it was time to mate and bear young. Not realizing or caring, that Alphas produce only alphas when they mated, they just wanted a family. Mating in wolf form was the only way for this to happen as they learned experiment after experiment! Finally Aktar began to show all the signs of pregnancy and they were so happy. Twin alphas were growing within her and the excitedly found a den and created a home for them. To their dismay, the time for carrying a werewolf cub was much longer and was almost as long as a humans, being 7 lunar months. Patiently they waited for the arrival of their cubs. Labor for her pups started finally and suddenly, being on time. Laying in her bed of leaves, she laid there panting through the contractions for hours until finally the first one was born.. A male!! Then the contractions started again and the next pup was born, a female!! She licked them and cleaned them up and cleaned her self up as the new born cubs found their way to their mother and began nursing. Exhausted and happy she looked at her mate, Desislav, projecting, Well, what would you like their names to be? Beaming proudly as a new father, he told her, Our son will be named Desna and our daughter will be named Nuka, after your human mother. Pleasing her very much with such fine names she drifted off to sleep while their new pups nursed. Taking the bus home after seeing his psychiatrist, Andy Taylor skipped dropping his prescriptions off. He hated taking those pills and wasnt about to start. He only pretended to, to keep his mother from nagging him. Stupid Doc says Im.. paranoid schizophrenic but Im not! I tell ya dem werewolves are real and Imma find em and kill every one of em!, he thought to himself. Sitting in his tree every night on guard duty made day activities tough for him but he did what he had to, to keep the nag off his back. Hes read all the legends about all kinds of demons and he knew the werewolf demons were settled right here in this town. Silver was the key but the stupid gun shop wouldnt let him by a gun so he is stuck with his daddys old shot gun. It dont matter none, I can make due with what I gots., as he continued in his internal dialogue. Staying up all night is a bitch., he ranted, But today will be the day I kill me more of dem demons!. He loaded up his old blue Chevy pick up and checked the special made silver pellets for the shot gun and checked out his hand made sterling silver knife. Balding and rather hairy, the heavy set short man squeezed behind the wheel and drove into the Black mountain. He knew they were there, he had to just find some more. To date he has killed 20 of them. Driving for about three hours and almost at the summit, Andy stops to take a break and stretch and have some lunch. Mmmm mmm yummy! A spam sandwich and sardines! My favorite!, as he sat down and ate his lunch, drinking an entire half gallon of chocolate milk he kept in the icebox in the process. As he was just finishing up he thought he heard something and grew very quiet and listened. Dem sound like baby demons to me., he thought. Though heavy set and clumsy looking, he was excellent in the bush at making no sounds and watching the wind currents. The wind was in his favor today and he quietly snuck up on a small family of wolves outside in the mid day sun. Mom and dad just happily laying about while their, what looked like 3 moth old cubs were playing and rough housing with each other. Good God, I caught me some baby demons too!!! How lucky am I today!, he bragged to himself. They were all close enough together for the spray to hit all of them and he would split open their bellies to make sure. Changing at that second, the wind carried his scent to Desislav but it was too late as the silver pellets hit all of them. The affects of the allergy began to set in as they went into allergic shock. Andy was freaked as they didnt just died like regular wolves, so he couldnt get close enough to slit their bellies open Damn, he cursed at him self, But I got em good with my shotgun. That should finish them off, I hope???, as he ran into his truck and turned around and drove home fast. Sitting in the open sunshine, just outside of their dens, as the pups were just getting old enough, suddenly, the sharp, loud sound of a gun echoed off the mountains and all four were hit, not deeply, but enough to break the skin and enter their system. Then their allergy kicked in. Just laying out in the open, enjoying the day and each other, with the warm sun beating on their thick coats. Happy and playful one moment, the next, the light fading from their eyes. The affects of the allergy began to set in as they went into allergic shock. Being so close to them and not realizing it, Umai was sitting in her deeply cushioned plush chair, trying to read in their custom made home, off the side of a mountain when at sharp stabbing pain struck her in the chest and she collapsed. Not knowing what it was for sure, she felt like she was losing Miro all over again. For 3 Days she lay in bed crying until Branamir ripped the covers one day and said, Wake up, I don't understand or know what has happened to you and I am sorry but tomorrow is the hunt for our pack! Understanding this, Umai got out of bed and began the slow work out of her unknown mourning, telling herself the needs of the pack come first Tomorrow is the hunt and a good hunt it will be. Several years years went by like this, but she never truly forgot the pain or the memory of that day. Distracting and getting her mind wondered off Miro . One night, decades later, Umai had a dream, about Miro for the first time since she lost him, he was there talking to her and telling her something. He was her first and deepest true love, and she woke crying in the memories of him, The next day, before the hunt, she suddenly remembered the dream and realized there had been a message to her in it, and it echoed in her mind, reminding her of that horrid day she collapsed. Deciding to do a little research on her own, She went to the local library and she looked for any incident not matter how big or small that may have occurred that day. Scrolling down the micro fiche, she found a small entry in the paper about another group of wolves, a small single family of them and she had to find that place where it happened. She suddenly found herself getting in the car and driving..just driving. Soon she found herself driving up that old mountain road from thirty or so years ago, looking for the long since gone traces of anything that may have remained. Almost to the summit she saw a big log by the side of the road and pulled over. Getting out, she sat on the log and just began to cry.. for no known reason, just cry. Floating in like a dream, she heard her beloved Miro's voice in her head again, this time awake, Your here baby, where it happened. Your here. Look to the bushes on the side your on and walk down. He shot them from top of the hill and they were down there in that open area, by that cave. It was their home and their den., she heard the voice say. Okay, now I'm hearing voices. I am going crazy., she scolded her self but walked to the edge any way and she did see a clearing with a cave opening just barely visible from where she was standing. My GOD!, she gasped and ran into the opening. Nothing was humanly visible and 30 years had passed but this is where it happened. The horror struck her like nothing she had ever known or felt before and extending all her senses for people, she took off all her clothes and transformed. A human may not be able to find anything, but a wolf can., she chuckled to herself. Setting about, nose to the ground, not a trace or a scent could be found. Too many seasons have passed., she said to her self and then spotted something shiny in the dirt. Digging at it with her paw, she found a green tarnished silver pellet in the ground with only a trace amount of silver showing. Furious now, she rushed into the cave to gather as much scent as she could. Yes! she exclaimed, Yes, I smell them.. all...four of them, not three but definitely four!, She smelled each scent and all the information it gave her. Smelling the scent of birth and the scent from Siberia that Miro's brother had left behind, It is Desislav and he had found a mate and the bread and had cubs right here,, she paused in mid thought, and were butchered right out of their door! Walking slowly out side, double checking for others, she transformed back and dressed again. Sadness filled her whole being as she walked up the incline towards her car. Looking at the ground she saw a can, an old can run over and all beat up. She picked it up and of all things, the word SPAM could just barely be made out on it.. Eeewww gross, she shivered, No one eats that or has eaten that in this town for ages. As if on instinct, she took the can with her and drove down the mountain to the police department. Walking into the double glass doors, everyone knew her and said,Hi, to her and she returned the courtesy. Being the Alpha female in a small town like this always had its perks. Police Chief McFadden and Police officer Patricia Burns were two of her beloved Betas. Going to the front desk, she asked the new receptionist if Police Chief McFadden was in. Not knowing her, she looked at her strangely and said,Uummm mam, he is in a meeting right now, can I take your name, number and what this is regarding and I will give him the message. At that moment Officer Burns past by and saw her. Walking steadily, Umai could see the excitement in her eyes as she saw Patricia head over to her. Umai! How are you doing?, Officer Burns asked her. Oh you know me, just nosing around., and the both laughed loudly because it was an inside joke. What brings you here Umai?, she asked. Well, as I was telling the new receptionist here, I wanted to see the Chief for a bit but she said he was in a meeting. The Officer looked down at the girl scowling at her, and she honestly looked frightened, and Officer Burns said, Oh never mind his meeting! You know everyone in there any way. Come on in., and directed her to the Chief's personal office. Hi guys, how are you all?, as everyone stood up to greet her.No no no, just relax. Sit down, I didn't mean to interrupt your meeting I just have a hunch and a crazy question to ask you Chief McFadden. Do you know or remember anyone, even back like 30 years ago that ate SPAM a lot and like ate it all the time?, Theodore, her Beta met her eyes for a split second and knew exactly what she was referring to and he said casually, Well, those were back in the old days, he dismissed laughingly, but there is only one person in this lil'ol' Po Dunk town that ever loved SPAM and still does. That crazy fella that lives on the outskirts of town now. Man oh man.. he's a nut case. He had this crazy idea that this town was infested with were........, and stopped dead in his tracks in his speech, making the connection as all the other men turned to him in the meeting, so he had to play it off, Any way, he has some crazy notions about things and was gonna kill em' all, he said half laughing and half not as Umai's eyes met with his and they both knew who killed their clan members thirty years ago. She knew where that old coot lived and tomorrow, she was gonna pay him a visit he'll never forget, from a real werewolf and she was hungry! She knew exactly who he was, Andy Taylor, the town's schizophrenic and exactly where he lived, for now, smiling and evil smile as she rode home. She loved both her eighties Toyota disguise car and her usual everyday crimson Camaro, she was thinking as she drove back to her home, showered very well and picked out two low key outfits, one cute, body showing bright yellow short outfit, showing all of her best physical qualities , to be burned later and a low key outfit of jeans, sneakers and socks and a t-shirt, she dressed again to pay that crazy Andy Taylor a visit he will never forget, or remember for that matter, for he will be dead. While putting on her cute yellow short set, no panties were needed, she decided as they would only get in the way and and special gloves for when she in in human form and needs to clean up she dressed, wearing slip on shoes, she put her hair up, wearing a dark brown bob length wig. Checking with her wolf senses to see if anyone was about that could see her, she knew the coast was clear and went for a little drive in her old 80's Toyota. Finally arriving at the old beat up trailer he lived in, broken down cars and garbage all over the place, she parked her car down some distance and walked in disguise up to his trailor. Who are you?! And what do you want?!, Andy Taylor yelled from inside his trailer. Putting on her most innocent damsel in distress act, she said,Ummmm sir, I am really sorry to bother you, but my car ran out of gas and no one else will answer their doors. I guess everyone is at church, which is where I should be but I was lazy today. The door cracked open and she said, Oh thank goodness and thank you!, with a big innocent smile on her face. This is what I get for not being in church like I should. , she continued, as she felt the smelly, fat, unkempt man look her up and down, with his balding, unwashed hair falling into his face. Ummm, I am so sorry to bother you sir, but may I call my parents cells, so they know where I am. I left mine at home. They can bring me gas and follow me home., she continued, pretending to be nervous. Looking her up and down one more time, he said,Yea, sure, why not? Come on in and call your folks. Once inside the door, Umai locked in behind her while pretending to take in his place. Wow, you got a lot of guns and wolf stuff here,, she said, acting surprised. People round here think I'm crazy ya know?, he told her, But I know for a fact this town and this mountain are full of werewolves! Acting surprised and as if she didn't want to be rude, she said, You really think so? I've been here a long time and have never even seen a regular wolf! Have you seen one for real? That's just what they want you to believe and no I haven't seen em do the changing them werewolves do, but I know em when I see em.. and there everywhere! I've killed close to almost 50 of them werewolves all by my self in the years I've been living here!, he declared proudly. Umai's blood was pumping with fury, but she kept her self composed and said,Wow, that is really scary! I remember my dad telling me of an incident, like forever ago, thirty years ago or something ancient like that where a family of wolves were found shot with silver bullets from shot gun! Looking around suspiciously, Taylor leaned forward on the couch and started talking real low,Well to be honest with ya miss, they weren't just wolves, they were them werewolves and I am the one who killed them!, he bragged proudly why sitting back in his couch. To be sure, Umai said, Oh my god, I am hungry! I am such a weird eater and everyone makes fun of me for it but I LOVE SPAM, and you can hardly find it any more! In surprise of such a coincidence, Andy leaned up and said, Well Mam, I practically live on SPAM. It is my favorite too! Would you like to make me to make you a sandwich? That was it for Umai, the connections and the confession was made, I sure would., she said, But you know what Mr.? Tell me every detail of that day you killed that family of wolves, please?, Umai asked. Telling the tale was simple enough but the story slowed as with each sentence, she began to take off a piece of her clothing, putting it neatly to one side and then finally her wig, letting out all her white flowing beautiful hair as she shook it long and free, standing naked before the now speechless Andy Taylor. His mouth hanging open, Umai approached him, walking around his make shift coffee table and looked at him, Why sir, you look like you have never seen a naked woman before., she said taunting him. Well, uuumm mam, I actually haven't, especially not one like yours. Holy Jesus, this is my lucky day!, he declared proudly as she spread her legs over his knees so he could see her high perfect breasts, perfectly flat toned stomach and small, hairless pussy free for him to see. Ummm, what about calling your parents?, he asked nervously. Oh don't worry about them, a big strong man like you, a werewolf killer!, she smiled at him a strange smile that kind of gave him the creeps, but Jesus, her spread pussy and big ol' titties were right there in his face and she wanted him. The hell with it!, he thought to himself, as he began to unzip his pants. Tell me, do you kill all wolves? You know, not all wolves are werewolves., she asked him. Upsetting him a bit, he said, I already told you miss,, then looked up and down her spread naked body and finished, all the wolves here are werewolves and I will kill them all till the day I die. Mmmmm, sweet Andy Taylor,, she began, as he wondered how she knew his name. Till the day you die, hmmmm? Those choice words ring like Christmas in my ears., she said. Then she put some of her real strength on him, pinning him by his neck so he couldn't move. Scared as hell, he said, Mam, if you can just control your self, the phone to call your parents is right over there. A loud howling song like laugh came from her at these words. Parents? I haven't had any parents for hundreds and hundreds of years. Looking at him she said, You know they say in life, what goes around comes around? Well, you are right there are a few werewolves around here but very few and you killed my brother in law, his wife and his children. Now I am going to return the favor!, as a low menacing growl escaped her lips as she began the transformation right in front of him while she pinned him. Jesus, Jesus, have mercy. I am sorry. Please forgive me, I didn't know! I promise I will never kill another wolf again!, he begged her. Looking down at him now, both front paws pinning him down, she had no words or way to speak, but in her mind she thought, Too late!, and she tore into his throat, ripping in wide open, watching the pressure from the veins squirt blood out everywhere. His body spasming in its death throws, blood everywhere, Umai got off him and transformed back, standing there naked, waiting for him to finally die. It didn't take long and after that, she threw her clothes into a bag, got dressed and with a different long black wig this time, cleaned and wiped everything down, erasing any traces she was ever there and using cloth, opened up the back door of the trailer and walked out and around back to her car, putting her spare clothes in the bag in the passenger seat. Those would be burned thoroughly when she got home. Smiling happy, went into the house, made a cup of tea, while burning the clothes and sat down, finally able to read some of that book. Musing happily to herself, Later is the hunt and it will go very well, I just know it. Howling the codes for movement, Umai signaled Theodore and Patricia to herd the adult female running south, she wanted to pin her in against the back of a mountains side cliff. It worked and she took off in the other direction and Umai signaled Sharon to jump at her causing her to bank hard left again, running for it's life, the female deep was trapped as the pack moved in and took her down, snapping her next as fast as possible to not increase the suffering of the animal. Putting the animal away safely, for the feast later they all took their assigned formation and began searching again. A trace on the wind told Jenks there was a black bear in the area. They all talked mind link, for taking on a bear was dangerous with their claws, teeth and flexibility, but the pack was hungry and decided to chance it. Following the scent of the bear, which wasn't hard, Umai chuckled to her self and found it scrounging some berries and leaves from a bush it found edible. Smelling the wolves, the bear immediately stopped and backed up on its hind legs and threatened. Ok guys, were going to go about this slow and easy, darting in and out, so as the bear raised up Drake jumped to his back behind his throat tearing through fur and into his neck. The bear reacted quickly, as expected, slashing his claws out just barely missing Drake as he backed up. The bear was pissed now and blood would be shed on both sides. Both at once Tom and Heidi went for the rear, ripping into his legs and incapacitating his left leg. Forcing himself, the wolves were winning by in and out strategy and their sheer numbers but no one was ready to get near the head or the neck yet. The Bears wounded leg at this point was his weak spot so at once Beatrice went for the good leg and Andrew, Joel, and Theodore took on his left leg. As the bear bend over to slash them Sharon hopped on his back again, tearing his neck riding him wildly as he tried to get her off and the other wolves were attacking his legs. Umai, thought, NOW!, as she dove in directly for his exposed throat and opened her jaws as wide as she could and bore down with all of her might and began to rip his throat wide open. Feeling the last minutes of the bear's struggle, its claws tore into Umai's flesh, opening up nasty wounds, it didn't matter. She finished ripping the throat out and down he went. Panting heavily from the struggle, the pain of her torn flesh was well worth it for the pack. Sacrifices must be made as any good alpha knows. Dragging the body to where the female deer was, they began sniffing, opening up their hunting areas, in search of their 3rd kill. Andrew and Jake were placed in a key position, on pivotal corners,, when flushing out their last prey. After two hours of following various trails, Beatrice caught onto a scent of fresh blood. Howling in response to this the wolves formed their positions on it and slowly followed the trail. Aaaaaaahhhhh , this is our lucky day!, Umai sent mentally to the other pack members. As they followed the trail, a huge male buck was injured, walking slowing from what looks like a fight with a really desperate solitary bobcat and that had lost to the buck. The buck was severely injured though, yet remained alert and the wind wasn't in their favor at the moment and the buck began to run the best it could and Theodore and Patricia herded him towards the position of Andrew and Drake. Heads up guys a nice dinner is heading your way!, alerting them in their positions, as he was headed right for them. They both at once closed in from the sides and took the dear both simultaneously, tearing his already weak body to the ground and killed him as fast as possible. Great guys!, Umai cheered them on. Now we have 3 solid kills, let go have lunch shall we and celebrate! Meet you all later back at my house to hang out as usual after a good hunt, okay?, she told them as then dragged the newest body to the other two and started tearing them apart and gorging themselves. Finishing their meal, absolutely stuffed, they transformed and split up what was left for each member to have some to take home. Umai refused her portion but thanked them graciously. She needed a shower and to clean the blood off her back. She would be good again in 2 days, and with that though, brought a euphoric feeling, knowing the guyspack would be over later and they would have a great night and deep inside, she felt finally at peace.