Sabor landed soundly on the wolf-man's shoulder without so much as a warning growl. He foamed at the mouth and made a snap for the man's neck. He rolled over and pinned the young wolf with ease. Sabor saw the stone and grew still. That's when the howling started. 1
If it had started from Sabora or from the dark woods behind her, he wasn't sure, but he tried not to struggle as the elder wolf held him down. These were his woods, his territory, but gods he was going mad. He could see his mistress, see her distress, but he couldn't feel her, couldn't speak. He joined into Sabora's howl, filling it with longing.2
Talon watched Sabor attack and then freeze. He knew right off that this was not a normal man, not with the way he sneaked around. When he saw the stone he understood. He grabbed The Lady's token and strolled cautiously out into the open, holding it in front of him for any others watching from the woods to see. He placed it on the ground a few feet away and bowed. 3
The wolf-man growled and licked his lips. He wanted blood. He wanted their blood. And he wanted it very badly.4
Before he could make the leap that reflected from his mind to his eyes, a sharp yip called out from the darkness. Talon looked up and an aged black wolf stepped through with grey on her muzzle and a blazing white star on her back. He turned and bowed deeply before her.5
She walked gracefully up to him and sniffed him. She sneezed once. /You need to bathe./6
Talon chuckled and looked into her eyes. For all her aged appearance, they sparkled like the eyes of her daughter, Comet and her mate Saro. Her age was an unnatural thing, brought upon by years of use of that orange stone. She was slowly returning to her former self, revitalized by these woods that so loved the wolves, but she had years to go before she was returned to her former vitality. He looked at her once more and she allowed him to take her head between his hands and ruffle her fur in the way that humans were so fond of doing. When he was done she glared over at the wolf-man.7
/Have they not presented you with The Lady's token?/8
He growled low in his throat and let up the young wolf. Sabor felt the pressure release on his throat and his mind and dashed over to Alora, who was already being sniffed and nuzzled by Sabora. Talon made his was slowly past the wolf-man and knelt by Alora. She was unhurt, but also vastly incoherent. At least, he was pretty sure she was; he couldn't remember having ever been called Ryan the Fancypants Man in all his life. He put her arm around her shoulder and started to move her back to the camp. He bowed his head again to the lady wolf in thanks, and she seemed to smile at him before turning sharply to the man who was watching them leave with a bloodlust in his eyes.9
Author notes
Ok, so if you've read any of my more recent works or visited my page, you know that I hate that storywrite went independent. Hate hate hate. So much. With fire... Anyways, there are several reasons for this, the primary one being that I can no longer tell how often or how many people read my stories. I am not a glory hound, and I frequently do writing that's just for myself, but Stormcaller and its counterparts are written to be read. I'm going back to Stormcaller to edit it, and take note of any plotholes that might exist and fix them in this little spin-off of mine (since I doubt anyone would go back to read the revised version of Stormcaller) all of this is mildly irrelevant, but I think that it's necessary for what I'm going to ask you: I need to know if people are interested in reading this series. I'm not asking for comments on individual installments hailing or critiquing as you see fit (though feel free if you wish to) but I need to know if this will be read. I will likely continue it, as I enjoy it, but whether or not it appears online is dependent on whether I will have an audience, small or large. So, that's pretty much all I really need to know, though if you don't prefer this story, and like better another series I discontinued (i.e. Dragonwitch or Wolfheart Saga) by all means, add your input. I've been in a rut, and want to start writing again; I will regardless, I just want to know what to share.
Thank You,
Kitty
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Interesting concept, whatever the concept actually was. You pulled off the writing style very nicely, however. You've brought me one step closer to my gold membership
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