I am called home.

I am called home.
I fall in the snow storm only to look up at good and Evil staring back.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Wolf Pack


A pure white wolf walks through a forests of snow. She stops to lick her paw when all she heard at first was just the sound of silences and snow flakes falling from the sky hitting the trees and ground. The sound comes from a short distances she runs to see what the cause is and comes upon a portal to another world. A women lays frozen with a baby beside her crying. The baby was fine for a time when the mother was alive to keep it warm but now only death comes for the little one. As the white wolf slowly walks to the baby a hooded figure appears from behind a tree. The white wolf stops and watches her guard and shows her fangs to the being. He walks over to the baby and kneels while keeping eye contact with her. He slowly takes the baby and raps it up in his cloak to keep the baby girl warm again. The white wolf sees sadness and kindness in the beings eyes. The stranger he was, he was called by the cries of a soul holding on to the life it was losing. He than holds the baby out to the white wolf and she understands that he has given her a task to take care of the child. She reaches out with her mouth and bites the cloak that was not wrapped around the baby and carries her like in a sack in a way. She goes back through the portal and looks back to see the stranger share a tear for the fallen. He fades in to smoke as the portal closes. The white wolf that was now a mother shares a tear for the stranger for in that moment she looked in his eyes she saw the burden he always has to carry forever. For he is the last of his kind, he is there story and legacy. On the white wolfs home world there was three moons and they where colored for each tribe. Our white wolf mother was from the Ice pack tribe and there neighbors were the fire pack plus the stone pack. The fire pack was wolves with red fur but if angered they could emit a type of fire armor to battle, there land was the ever red forest where wild flowers and elder trees grow. They stood for passion in there kingdom. As for the stone pack tribe there land was green and grow with mountains and fields of grass. They stood for the flow of life. As for defending there lands they use earth stone horns to impale there enemies. But for the Ice pack tribe there land was cover in snow and ice but not cold or freezing. With the Ice packs breath they could ice there enemies in place to kill them. There land was a snowy wonderland of beauty with its rivers and caves of crystals that gave light to the world they all lived in. They stood for peace in the land. But as time when on the tribes heard word of the Ice queen (white wolf mother) had a daughter from another world. The stone pack tribe speaks of a legend of a being  uniting the tribes and with it a new world would appear for them for the food source was going thin. For all the tribes eat celestial antelope that came around the season of the golden moons. It was a time when the moons would a line as one and turn gold than the celestial antelope would come down from the stars and eat the grass and drink from the rivers but it has been five seasons now and the tribes were losing hope and beginning to fight one another. The legend says that what ever tribe controls the being has a chance to rule over all. The child grow up with the help of his mother and she learn of the tribes and there ways to hurt small game and help one another. She learn later on her 12th birthday that she was different and not of the world she came to love but she loved her wolf mother and father that take her in so long ago. As the day when on the war came and the tribes were fighting for the control of her power that was to be release with in her. As she saw the killing and destruction of the her world she cried out once more and a ball of light came and strike there world. The three tribes stood in a fog of smoke not knowing what had happen.  They were all scared and thought death had come for them. The smoke finally cleared for them to see a statue of a goddess holding out a staff with three crystals each the color of the tribes, red, green and white. The child walks forth to claim her destiny with her mother by her side. As she holds the staff she understands her role and opens a promise land for her large family and goes to lead them. But as everyone one walks through the portal the child and white wolf mother feel a sense of being watched they look back to see on a far cliff. The stranger was there watching the outcome of his friends. He waves and fades again like last time. The child asks her wolf mother who was that being and she says a dear brother to you. The child asks will I ever meet him one day and her wolf mother says in time maybe.     

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