UnnamedWolfWarrior

“Wounds from a friend can be trusted, but an enemy multiplies kisses.” “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.” -Proverbs 27: 6 & 17 Throw Me To The Wolves Part 4, Chapter 1 6,000 Years Ago: It was a quiet night. The wind was still, the creatures of the woods were tucked away in their nests and burrows, and even the crickets seemed to be as silent as the snow while a lone wolf marched across the winter wood. This was no mere wolf, however. No, this wolf was large, very large, to the point that its shoulders brushed against the branches as it passed. The great wolf with a fur coat as black as night moved with purpose towards a distant clearing. Despite its immense size, the face of the wolf carried a gentle expression. He was no mindless beast driven solely by hunger or the hunt, for this great wolf was no ordinary animal. Catching wind of a lovely scent, the great wolf altered his course and, stepping out of the foliage, found himself in a clearing where

Throw Me To The Wolves (A Werewolf RP Story) Part 3, Chapter 4 “How many?” Jason asked. Three or four dozen give or take. Brent replied, picking up their scent in the air. Jason took a few whiffs of his own. “And more to follow if my nose is right.” You nervous? Brent asked. “No. You?” Jason replied. …Yeah, for them. Brent said back, smiling. “True,” Jason said, grinning. He popped his knuckles and neck as he took up a better stance. “Let’s tear them apart.” The night filled with roaring, growling, and gunfire as the bloody battle broke out in the Davidson residence. The small army of werewolves descended upon them, driven by a shared hatred towards the duo. Yet, even as they charged, several fell from gunshots before they reached Jason or Brent. Behind them, standing within the doorway leading into the house, their fathers fired upon the wicked werewolves with determination to match their sons’. Werewolves were difficult to kill regardless of the type

Throw Me To The Wolves (A Werewolf RP Story) Part 3, Chapter 3      Once Mrs. Davidson had been treated to an ice pack and sat in the living room along with Mr. Davidson, Brent, Cassie, and Jason and his parents, the Hendersons.  Mr. Davidson informed them of Jason’s return and invited them over.  Now, while Brent and Jason sat on one end of the living room and their families sat on the other, an awkward silence had fallen between them.  The event of Brent transforming in front of Cassie and their mother was now exposed to everyone in both families and with it everything that had transpired since his conversion until now.  Brent was careful to leave out the detail of Jason being converted as well, much to Jason's relief.      Finally, the silence was ended when Mr. Davidson spoke up.  “So,” he said.  “Let me get this straight:  This all started during our Colorado vacation when you were bitten, and you’ve been like this ever since?”      “Not quite.”  Brent replied.  "I only

     It was late afternoon when Jason and Brent pulled into their hometown for the first time since they ran away several weeks prior.  Both had been relatively silent during the trip back, knowing what awaited them when they would arrive.  Despite everything, however, what with how personal their more recent struggles had become, they both eventually agreed that returning home would be best for everyone.  Of course, that agreement didn’t come easy.   ***        36 hours ago        “Are you crazy?!”  Jason exclaimed.  “We can’t go back, not like this!  It’s easy to explain away being gone for a day or two, Brent, but we’ve been gone for weeks.  So, unless you plan on spilling the truth to your whole family-”        “Actually,” Brent interrupted.  “That’s what I plan to do.”        Jason was floored.  “What?”        Taking a deep breath, Brent said defiantly, “I’ve seen too much to keep a cover over this hidden life, at least to those I care about.  I can’t just keep my distance and

Cassie laid back on her bed as she watched the blades of her ceiling fan spill ever slowly. She had dealt with an entourage of fellow students, teachers, and the occasional youtuber who wanted to hear more about her brother’s disappearance. She paid them little thought, but it was still exhausting having to put up with them. Nor did it help that discovering Brent’s letter and the hidden message inside lead to a shocking revelation: Her brother was a werewolf. She hadn’t told anyone since finding out herself, not that anyone would believe her anyway. Still, it didn’t change the fact that she wanted their parents to know. Last time Brent was gone without a word was when they’d come back from their vacation only to find the house empty. He had only been gone for a couple days then, but after being gone for roughly two months, their parents were very worried now. It torn Cassie apart knowing the truth only to keep it hidden from her parents. Lost in her thoughts like

Once again, they made their way back, but much faster this time around. Upon arrival, Jason collapsed on the couch and contemplated all that had happened. “Thank you, Brent,” he said. “For helping me out back there.” He grunted and shook his head, trying to clear it. “W-why is this so hard to maintain?” Because your inner wolf wants to be unleashed and not have a human stand in its way. Brent thought. It's one of the many reasons why werewolves naturally hate humans, because yours has to share a body with you. “I see.” Jason replied. “Wait, you can talk now?” Now, it was Brent’s turn to look shocked as his ears perked up and his tail stood erect. Wait, you can understand me? But how? I’m not even- Suddenly, something like a memory resurfaced in Brent’s mind. That voice, Brent thought. When it spoke to me, it wasn’t like spoken language. It was more like a voice in my head. Maybe that’s what’s happening here, or at least something similar. Like telepathy. Jason stared for a

Okay, so I'll probably get disliked for this, but I got the idea from Spy Kids 4. It's the most exciting day of your life up to this moment. Your parents agreed to get you a pet dog. You can't wait to see it, until they bring it in and you notice just how big it is. According to your parents, it's a crossbreed of a Siberian Husky and a Great Dane. Like other kids, you are tasked with handling your pet's basic needs such as feeding it, walking it, etc. As these new tasks become part of your daily routine, you are surprised by just how trained this dog is, especially considering how big it is! For a certain span of time, things go on in your life as normal, until the fateful day where everything changes... Scenarios: A. (You were Born Human and/or Adopted) One (or both) of your parents is secretly a werewolf/wolfwalker and they erect for you a guardian werewolf. B. (You were Turned) Unbeknownst to you, you are a werewolf/wolfwalker, but you are not yet of age to transform or

So, it’s no secret that this year has been really bad for a lot of us. As we approach the last couple weeks of this year, (thank God!) I believe that it’s important that we look forward to next year with renewed hope and not despair. God willing it doesn’t turn into another 2020. I had intended to make a short Christmas story like some other authors I follow, but time is something I don’t have a lot of right now. That, and apparently I seriously lack originality. -_-‘ So, I’m putting together a few of my favorite quotes as well as a few quotes for this holiday from various sources instead. Some from books, some from songs, and some from people. I hope that these reach some people out there. -“’Flesh is flesh,’ he said. ‘I’m afraid, too, sometimes. It is the way of things. But as you grow older, strength comes, little by little. Endurance is gained by enduring. My strength has become greater with each struggle I have faced in my long, long life.’” -Saul from “A Wolf Story”

NOOOOOOO! While he was distracted, Brent lunged at the Alpha and scratched its eyes this time. Then he threw his weight down on the Alpha’s arm to break its hold and kicked it in the ribs as the oversized werewolf staggered back. When Jason was on the ground again, Brent saw his bite mark and watched as it already started healing. Jason, Brent thought. I’m so sorry. Jason struggled back to his feet, trying to shake the pain and sweat away. He tried to be strong, yet felt like he would collapse at any moment. “Y-You monster.” He said weakly. As he looked around, however, Jason couldn’t see the Alpha anywhere. He and Brent were now alone to find the way out. “This is not how I wanted to spend the night.” Seeing that Jason had taken a beating throughout this night, Brent let him rest on his back while he looked for a way out. After navigating the halls and going by scent, they found an exit not too long later. As fate would have it, they encountered little resistance from then on as