kitsune_wolf (kitsune_wolf) wrote in lucid_daydreams, @ 2008-10-22 16:59:00 |
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What kind of wolf do you find up a tree anyway...
There is no human today who remembers the day the sun turned red, and the rain fell thick with blood.
And brave is the human today who settles in a single place for to long.
And foolish is the little girl who loses light of her mother while gathering water...
Leona shivered inside the dead hollow tree she was hiding in. Even at ten she knew better than to cry out for help, or from fear. She even knew better than to allow her teeth to chatter to loudly. Her jaw was aching from holding her mouth so tightly closed.
The tree was by the river that her mother had been gathering water from. She hoped that of she waited there until sun up then the adults would come for her.
Maybe.
But she had to stay quiet, she couldn't scream at anything, not the howl of the wind, the crackle snap of branches and leaves, and not at the grey moon lit shadows or their coal black cousins.
There was a lot of shadows trying to scare her. She could have sworn that one shadow had moved when it shouldn't have, that it had an almost hidden glint of blue that could have been eyes before she lost track of it.
"Hello?"
Leona shrieked.
She then clapped her hands over her mouth, stupid stupid Stupid!
"You okay?"
Where was the voice coming from? It sounded human...
But a lot of things sounded human, Leona wasn't giving up her tree just yet.
"Up here." The voice said.
The branches of another tree crossed over the husk of her own tree, when she looked up she could see a boy though where the top of the tree should be. His form was solid black in the moon light, but he looked no bigger than she.
The boy jumped from the branch suddenly, landing on the top of the dead tree, rotted bark and dead bugs falling down on her from the impact. Leona flailed trying to get them all off her.
She was proud of herself for not screaming this time only to squeak when the boy poked his head in though the same crack she had used to crawl into the tree.
"Dante said he saw you using my fav hiding spot...your from the convoy right?"
Leona nodding, the boy was blocking most of the moonlight now and she could barely see him, but she could see that his hair was far to long and to knotted for him to be from the convoy to.
And it she didn't think he had a shirt on, wasn't he cold? Who was Dante? Who was he?
"Great." The boy said happily as he grabbed her wrist and tried to pull her out of the tree.
Leona fought every step but the boy was stronger than her, with a crack of rotten wood the part of the tree opening she was holding to anchor herself inside broke and she fell against the boy.
She screamed and tried to pull away, punching him on the arm, the chest, any part of him she could reach, when she tried to hit his face the boy caught her fist in his free hand.
Leona's mouth went dry with terror as he pulled her close and leaned into her face. He was smirking, and his eyes were blood red.
"Don't fight me unless you want to play." And he had fangs.
Then he released her fist and started running, the girl barely to keep her feet as she was dragged behind him.
"Wh-" Leona didn't have breath for anymore.
"Taking you back to the convoy." The boy said. "We don't want humans in our woods, hunting us down, if anything happened to you."
There was movement ahead, something dark, darting in and out of shadow two quickly for Leona to see in the poor light.
Suddenly the trees gave way to the abandoned travel inn's car park where her convoy had stopped for now.
The boy stopped running letting go of Leona's hands to rest them on the torn knees of his very worn jeans. Leona fell on her rump gasping for breath. How far had they run?
After a few deep breaths the boy looked down at her. "You'll have to go alone from here."
"Why?"
"The humans that pass though here try to keep me." The boy said shooting a nasty glare at the caravans and trucks that had been Leona's home for all her life. "They think they can fix me cure me. But there's nothing wrong with me."
"Don't you have any friends?" Leona asked as she pulled herself to her feet.
"I have my pack." The boy said regarding her cocking his head to one side with confusion. Behind him the dark form of a black blue eyed wolf emerged from the trees. "Dante love to play."
Leona looked at the wolf with a shiver, she didn't think play meant the same to the wolf and the boy as it did to her.
"I'm Leona." The girl said suddenly. "I'll be your friend...er if you want to spend time with humans."
The boy blinked and then smiled. "Thank you, I'll take you up on that someday."
Something in the woods howled. Both the boy and the wolf turned to look at it before they turned to each other with sheepish expressions.
Leona had never though she would see a sheepish wolf.
"Go, now they're calling for me."
Leona nodded jogging to the edge of the convoy, looking back one last time before knocking on the nearest lorry's backdoor.
She saw the boy waving at her as he jumped on the wolf's back and riding him into the woods.
By the time there was a second questioning howl she was inside, but she still heard the answering howl and something that was very much like one, except it must have come from a human throat.
It sounded odd enough to make the adults nervous, but Leona wasn't scared as she told her parents what had happened, only no one had believed her.
No one by the wicca woman who traveled with them.
She called Leona closer her hand resting on the ruff of her own blond bitch.
"What was the boy's name?" The wicca woman asked.
"He -" Leona sighed. "He never said"
"How...how human was he?"
Leona shrugged. "Human enough."
The woman sighed looking at the lorries side wall as if she could see the woods beyond it.
Leona fidgeted, as if she had said the wrong thing, the woman looked like she was about to cry. The bitch whined and pushed her face into the woman's lap.
Leona sighed and made to walk back to her parents and curl up into the bed roll, looking forward to tomorrow when the adults will thoroughly check the inn so they can sleep in a real building until they and to move on again.
"Leona." The woman called after her. "His name was Troy."