Nightsky wolves
Sharon
The blue light from the full moon shone down on the Emerald Forest creating shadows that seemed to dance.
Wizard Zane was sitting by the campfire watching the sparks float upwards when he heard the crackle of a step. In front of him stood Artan, a night wolf who crept towards him with a growl. The wizard quickly looked behind him and saw the wolf’s partner Cele was approaching while baring her teeth. Both animals were thin and had their eyes locked and focused.
Zane reached for a bag under his cloak and looked up at the moon. Throwing a powder into the air he called, “Hear my cries moon that shines, enhance my power from your beams of light.”
Down from the sky a ray of light came forth directly to Zane’s palm. He held out his hand and spun around. A blue glowing circle formed around him. With a flick of his hand the wolves screamed as they were thrown into the air and the circle disappeared.
Their bodies landed with a thump. Zane stood silent as he watched them crawl away.
The next morning when Artan and Cele woke they stared at each other. Their fur had turned a dark blue and their eyes were now a bright green.
Cele tried to whimper to her mate and out of her mouth came an eerie deep moan. Artan tried to respond and the same sounds emerged. Their voices had permanently changed. The alpha crawled closer to his partner and they both slept the rest of the day alone. The rest of the pack had left.
It has been three hundred and twenty-three full moons since this attack. There are only three packs of Nightsky Wolves in the Emerald Forest, all descendants of Artan and Cele. One lives on the east side, one on the west, and one runs north and south along the Chunky River. All of the wolves look like them and have the same howl.
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Nightsky wolves
Sharon
The blue light from the full moon shone down on the Emerald Forest creating shadows that seemed to dance.
Wizard Zane was sitting by the campfire watching the sparks float upwards when he heard the crackle of a step. In front of him stood Artan, a night wolf who crept towards him with a growl. The wizard quickly looked behind him and saw the wolf’s partner Cele was approaching while baring her teeth. Both animals were thin and had their eyes locked and focused.
Zane reached for a bag under his cloak and looked up at the moon. Throwing a powder into the air he called, “Hear my cries moon that shines, enhance my power from your beams of light.”
Down from the sky a ray of light came forth directly to Zane’s palm. He held out his hand and spun around. A blue glowing circle formed around him. With a flick of his hand the wolves screamed as they were thrown into the air and the circle disappeared.
Their bodies landed with a thump. Zane stood silent as he watched them crawl away.
The next morning when Artan and Cele woke they stared at each other. Their fur had turned a dark blue and their eyes were now a bright green.
Cele tried to whimper to her mate and out of her mouth came an eerie deep moan. Artan tried to respond and the same sounds emerged. Their voices had permanently changed. The alpha crawled closer to his partner and they both slept the rest of the day alone. The rest of the pack had left.
It has been three hundred and twenty-three full moons since this attack. There are only three packs of Nightsky Wolves in the Emerald Forest, all descendants of Artan and Cele. One lives on the east side, one on the west, and one runs north and south along the Chunky River. All of the wolves look like them and have the same howl.
