“When we are children we believe the world is full of magic.
We believe in myths and legends, and that destiny awaits.
That is the world I remember and the one I wish I’d never known.”
I lived in a world of hope and goodness. A world full of the people I knew and cared for. When I was a little girl, I’ve dreamed that one day I would become the greatest of my pack. I was daughter of the alpha male and female. My father was great and fearless; he would have given his life to protect our people. In our world, we danced. Danced like it was the end of time, or like we had just won a great and mighty battle. Our pack lived for the dancing, moving like the wind. Free from everything but the touch of your our music, your our rhythm. That’s how my mother and father became one. In our family the women would dance for the alpha male. He would pick a lover and they would be King and Queen of all times. This was back when no one feared of being what they were. The time when we roamed the earth in the open. That all changed the day when the hunters came for us.
I was one out ten, my mother named me after the goddess of wind. She told me that I would be the one to save our family from the hunters. That I was the one who would have to carry on our family name. My father and mother had all girls, and I was the oldest. We lived with our pack in the winter lands, far from here. When i was 5 and still a pup, hunters came and destroyed our den. We had lost a few pack members in the fight but my mother and father got away with my friend, Hitoi and me. After the fight we left to find some other place to live. Hitoi and I became very close to each other and we had plans to go off and make our own pack some day. We found a place far away from where we use to live in the winter lands. It was in a valley of snow and trees. It was the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen. Hitoi and I played in the forest just off the edge of the opening where it became plain with snow and a lake with icy water.
It was a gloomy day, and I had just turned 10. It was raining and we need food, badly, for the winter days. Hitoi went for food with my father, and they were gone for a long time before mother went looking for them. I had to stand and watch the den. They came back with a big deer, about my size. It had finally stopped raining when we heard foot steps in the forest just after the little drop off, a few yards away from the den. Hitoi went out first, we heard yelling and then loud pops. Silence fell over us like a bad dream. My father stood guard as the hunters came over the hill. My mother and I ran to the back of the den, where the back opening was. She told me to run, run free and never look back. To be the wind, and to carry myself where ever I wanted to go. She kissed my forehead and a bright spark appeared. My mother had given me the power of the wind, this power was only held by royal blood of the king and queen. She went back to help my father. I went out of the den, but didn't run, for fear of what I might find. I hid in the bushes and small trees. The fight was over and the hunters were gone. I was alone
I wandered the snowy plains for days and days without food or water. The wind didnt not blow for I had told it not to. I was the only heir left of my pack, and the power of wind flowed through me, kept me alive and moved me forward. I came to a stop, suddenly there was a wolf in front of me. Pure white except one front paw was jet black. His eyes glowed bright blue and he walked slowly toward me. He bowed his head in response and then jump toward me. He climbed in side my body, filling me with warm fur and the taste of blood against my tongue. He jumped out of the other side and landed behind me. My eyes were wide with shock for I realized that a spirit wolf had chosen me for its host. I turned and faced him, his voice filled my head, we were one now. "Micah." I whispered as he moved toward me and put the top of his head against the palm of my hand. I ran my fingers through his soft, warm fur. Its almost as if he were real. Sadly he was not real, just a spirit sent to watch over me, but I was no longer truly alone.
We believe in myths and legends, and that destiny awaits.
That is the world I remember and the one I wish I’d never known.”
I lived in a world of hope and goodness. A world full of the people I knew and cared for. When I was a little girl, I’ve dreamed that one day I would become the greatest of my pack. I was daughter of the alpha male and female. My father was great and fearless; he would have given his life to protect our people. In our world, we danced. Danced like it was the end of time, or like we had just won a great and mighty battle. Our pack lived for the dancing, moving like the wind. Free from everything but the touch of your our music, your our rhythm. That’s how my mother and father became one. In our family the women would dance for the alpha male. He would pick a lover and they would be King and Queen of all times. This was back when no one feared of being what they were. The time when we roamed the earth in the open. That all changed the day when the hunters came for us.
I was one out ten, my mother named me after the goddess of wind. She told me that I would be the one to save our family from the hunters. That I was the one who would have to carry on our family name. My father and mother had all girls, and I was the oldest. We lived with our pack in the winter lands, far from here. When i was 5 and still a pup, hunters came and destroyed our den. We had lost a few pack members in the fight but my mother and father got away with my friend, Hitoi and me. After the fight we left to find some other place to live. Hitoi and I became very close to each other and we had plans to go off and make our own pack some day. We found a place far away from where we use to live in the winter lands. It was in a valley of snow and trees. It was the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen. Hitoi and I played in the forest just off the edge of the opening where it became plain with snow and a lake with icy water.
It was a gloomy day, and I had just turned 10. It was raining and we need food, badly, for the winter days. Hitoi went for food with my father, and they were gone for a long time before mother went looking for them. I had to stand and watch the den. They came back with a big deer, about my size. It had finally stopped raining when we heard foot steps in the forest just after the little drop off, a few yards away from the den. Hitoi went out first, we heard yelling and then loud pops. Silence fell over us like a bad dream. My father stood guard as the hunters came over the hill. My mother and I ran to the back of the den, where the back opening was. She told me to run, run free and never look back. To be the wind, and to carry myself where ever I wanted to go. She kissed my forehead and a bright spark appeared. My mother had given me the power of the wind, this power was only held by royal blood of the king and queen. She went back to help my father. I went out of the den, but didn't run, for fear of what I might find. I hid in the bushes and small trees. The fight was over and the hunters were gone. I was alone
I wandered the snowy plains for days and days without food or water. The wind didnt not blow for I had told it not to. I was the only heir left of my pack, and the power of wind flowed through me, kept me alive and moved me forward. I came to a stop, suddenly there was a wolf in front of me. Pure white except one front paw was jet black. His eyes glowed bright blue and he walked slowly toward me. He bowed his head in response and then jump toward me. He climbed in side my body, filling me with warm fur and the taste of blood against my tongue. He jumped out of the other side and landed behind me. My eyes were wide with shock for I realized that a spirit wolf had chosen me for its host. I turned and faced him, his voice filled my head, we were one now. "Micah." I whispered as he moved toward me and put the top of his head against the palm of my hand. I ran my fingers through his soft, warm fur. Its almost as if he were real. Sadly he was not real, just a spirit sent to watch over me, but I was no longer truly alone.
