Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

Callista giggled as a few of the pups huffed in annoyance, their ears twitching in their sleep. Adda the cattle dog had done the same as a child, sometimes even running in her sleep as though she hunted an otherworldly hare. Pulling her hand back up to the one pulled to her chest, she smiled and let the little ones sleep.. humming as she shut her eyes herself. The girl payed little attention to the teen wolves as long as they stayed their distance. A bit of fear still hung in her pretty eyes, she did not trust these wolves. And thought the little ones may be cute and harmless.. their older, much larger family was not. Callista drifted off into a daze, stroking the young one in her hand. She only woke when the all to familiar wet footsteps entered the cave once more, a women in its place.. and a child rather than a pup in her hands. She frowned.. she perfered the child as an animal, not that she would ever say it out loud. Erin She repeated, looking down at the tiny hand that grasped her hair. She wondered if she should put the child down, realizing that these wer her pups. Pity filled her body, for she new that often the runts of the litter never lived very long. I meant them no harm, I promise She reassured the mother, fearing that the she-wolf would be angered that she had layed her hands on her youngsters. It was odd though, She could have sworn shed seen this woman before.. perhaps with the traders? Every now and then a women would come with the traders, selling exotic herbs and tees. Then a question popped in her head... were all the traders wolves? Tucking it away, she decided to ask the golden wolf later. Her back stiffened, the hairs on her neck standing up as she felt the women's gaze wash over her. She was examining her, finally telling Callista that she seemed like prey. A frown spread across her pale lips, her observation wounding her pride. She had always wanted to be a great hunter.. hearing that these large wolves would consider her prey if not for the golden one stung immensley. Lowering her head, she sighed. I couldnt tell you why your alpha has taken interest in myslelf. But I am NOT prey It took all of her effort not to growl at the women, she knew she didnt mean it in such a way. She was an animal afterall.. and deep down she knew the women could overpower her in seconds if she so chose. A pleasure Tarin, You may call me Callista if you wish to call me anything at all Her voice went back to being calm, dismissing the previouse comment. A sigh of releif escaped as she vanished back into the rain, the child in her hand taking the shape of a wolf once more. It wasnt long before the golden wolf took her place, his fur soaked and sticking in every direction. He looked rather silly, but she did not laugh, only sat patiently and waited for him to speak. The first words from his lips made her blush. She tried to keep her singing low, not wanting the others to hear. But an angel? Is that truely what he thought of her singing? Instead of responding, a smile played at her pretty lips, clearly pleased with his comment. Listening to his reasons of dragging her off to his pack, she sighed, choosing to forgive the wolf. Whether or not that was the true reason he brought her here, she did not know. But she was here now, she minus well try to make the most of it.. though she would be ever so careful while she was here. No, I am not angry. A warm bed and lots of company is better than wet grass and a high fever. And I suppose it was a good idea to bring my belongings, I wouldnt have been able to go to the farm safely to get them anyways. Im only suprised he has not burned them by now. A bit of sorrow lined her voice.. not being able to call the farm home anymore. She was positive she wouldnt be accepted back anyway. There was no way to tell what rumors the man had spread of her, or what she had told her adoptive mother. For all she knew, the whole town thought of her as a witch. Is everyone all right? She finally said after a few moments of silence.