Post by woolferstar on Jan 19, 2011 13:00:52 GMT -5
Holding Life: book 1 Torn
CHAPTER 1
Okay,so I kind of just half died, and then reborn. Dang wolf fighting, does not ever stop. They tear at my legs, because of my name. Swiftwind thought to herself, as she lashed out with her claws at a strong she wolf, starting to rip at her hind paws. Blood spewed from the wound of the she wolfs' nose, as she ran into the blur of the forest. Swiftwind felt envy for the other part of her soul. I still think its quite unfair to have a part of our soul resting. While the other is fighting for their dang life. So, other than the fact that she felt ticked off because that everyone was heading for her, she had a few loose teeth, she was about to give in, and her legs felt like utter crap... she was great! Just then, someone gave her a paralyzing bite, and she fell to the ground as blood flooded into her nostrils, and the edges of her sight was getting black. Soon enough, she found it hard to breath, and fainted. She woke up in bed, gasping for breath. She felt nothing but aggresivness, and of course, cursing under her breath. ''OH SWEET JESUS! Now I gotta wait 'till night, and THEN beat the living crap 'outta that dang retarded wolf.'' She was cursing under her breath, again of course. In the immortal world, she was Swiftwind, in this mortal world, she was just dang Yukimura. NOTE TO SELF: YUKIMURA = SNOW VILLIAGE IN JAPANESE OR SOMETHING. Oh yeah sure, SHE is the bad one now because she had a messy room. ''So now I have to get nagged at by my parents for saving the immortal wolves lives.'' Yukimura muttered under her breath. A scent kicked in her, letting her bones tense, she heard the calling of it, the sweet scent that wrapped around her, she knew what it was, one simple word, blood. She was not a vampire or anything, but blood meant meat, cut, fresh meat. Her mouth watered, she was starving, her limbs were showing. She thought of something else to take her mind off of the fresh meat. She craved waffles, yum yum, waffles. Yukimura padded into the kitchen and pulled out the toaster and waffles, and syrup.When the waffles were done she was about to wolf them down (hehe the irony) when her mother stepped in, and started trying to make her feel more lady like.
''How are you honey buns?''
''Fine.''
''You hungry?''
'' I'm eating waffles.''
'' Oh, ok well, do you want to do something today?''
''No i'm good.'' Sorry, but i'm a bit busy saving the immortal world. Maybe something later?
''You should not be so lazy.''
I felt my toes squidge with arrogance. Okay, my temperment sucked, bad. I didn't reply.
''Well you go back to treating all of us like crap.''
She is JUST ASKING for her throat to be ripped out.
Yukimura walked out and slowly drew herself to her room. She gritted her teeth with annoyance, thinking of her best friend. She was probably still asleep, though she was only a duck in the immortal world. She lied down in her bed, and fell into a deep slumber.
CHAPTER 2
I woke up in sincere pain. I pulled an effort to lift my neck, when a massive paw slammed my head back down. I let my growl echo the walls of the cave. It was Black Wolf territory, why would they want a Wind Wolf, like me? ''Unless you wanna be torn in tiny pieces of nothing, I suggest that you-'' Then I stopped. I was next to a trickling pit of water, it glimmered with, with confusion? ''Unless YOU wanna be torn in tiny pieces, then I suggest you shut up your freakin' trap. Well, he/she pulled it. I broke the sticky stuff on my body,and looked into the eyes of the Black Wolf. ''Blackfog?!?! what are you doing here?!?! I-I thought you were banished...'' Blackfog looked up at me, I looked into his eyes, passion, grief, anger, and torn apart. Blackfog, was the most muscular, hot, bad-temperment wolf ever known, even for a Black Wolf.But if you manage to get under his thick teperment,he is just the sweetest thing you could have ever imagined. We had crushes on each other when we were pups. ''Swiftwind, that isn't really you, I bet that all the wolves have already torn her legs apart already.'' I couldn't help but feeling bad for Blackfog, being a rogue and having little to nothing to eat each day. I didn't have to look up at him to know that he was crying. '' She was to fast for all them.'' Blackflog looked up at me, he was about to look away, when I told him one of my poems.
''Having no trust of what is yours,
No faith in your desires,
Being accused of treason,
Of having thy wishes of what is not,
Thy heavens call to take and grant,
love shall find thy sould and happiness,
Having thy being of love,''
Blackfog looked down on me, I knew know that he knew it was me.He started rapidly wagging his tail and licked me all over my ears. I felt myself starting to growl again. Soon enough, he stopped and lectured me about not being so grumpy. Finally, he finished, and he started talking about how cool it is to be a rogue. '' I am glad your happy, but why did you paralyze me? Then, took me to a creepy old cave?'' Blackfog seemed to have been taking his time when finally he answered. I could not beleive it. I would not beleive it. He answered with pain crawling through me.''Because I wanted to show you my death bed.''
CHAPTER 3
And of course, my stubborness would put me in denial as usual. So my crush died, how great can this be?!?! My sarcastic mind was blasting cruel thoughts at me. I felt my sight begin to blur. I shook my head, I wouldn't fall asleep until a more appropiate time. So, choosing my risks, I walked into the living room. My mom and dad were talking about politics. And using my strong wolf balances, I dropped on all fours, and put all my weight in my back and spine. I took a pear and some frosted flakes, and silently ran out of the room. I started chowing down, when I heard a knock on my door and turned to see my dad stroding in. ''Hey dad.'' I knew I sounded polite, but knew I was extremely ticked off because he just slammed into my room. So how did he just seem to pick a fight with me? Hell knows. '' Clean up your room you lazy ass.'' Then he walked out of my room. What did I do? I did the only thing I could do. I climbed out of my room and went running into the woods. I felt utterly pissed off with my dad. I started to clamp my teeth shut on a branch when I heard a familiar voice. ''Well someone is not in a good mood today.'' I looked over my shoulder to see Sharptooth leaning over on a tree near me. I felt myself beginning to blush when another wolf jumped out. I nearly fainted when I saw Blackfog. '' Don't worry, he can't see me, nor hear me. Its just you.'' Well, atleast now that Blackfog is dead, that means that he and Sharptooth don't have to buffer their chests at each other anymore. ''Can't this wait until we're in the immortal world?'' He was tall, dirty blonde, and had ice cold blue eyes. He was quite popular back in the pack. And now he was staring into my jade eyes. His eyes were like chips of blue ice. I just love it when he is in human form.
Ok who do you like more, Blackfog or Sharptooth? By the way it is by me, not finished.
CHAPTER 1
Okay,so I kind of just half died, and then reborn. Dang wolf fighting, does not ever stop. They tear at my legs, because of my name. Swiftwind thought to herself, as she lashed out with her claws at a strong she wolf, starting to rip at her hind paws. Blood spewed from the wound of the she wolfs' nose, as she ran into the blur of the forest. Swiftwind felt envy for the other part of her soul. I still think its quite unfair to have a part of our soul resting. While the other is fighting for their dang life. So, other than the fact that she felt ticked off because that everyone was heading for her, she had a few loose teeth, she was about to give in, and her legs felt like utter crap... she was great! Just then, someone gave her a paralyzing bite, and she fell to the ground as blood flooded into her nostrils, and the edges of her sight was getting black. Soon enough, she found it hard to breath, and fainted. She woke up in bed, gasping for breath. She felt nothing but aggresivness, and of course, cursing under her breath. ''OH SWEET JESUS! Now I gotta wait 'till night, and THEN beat the living crap 'outta that dang retarded wolf.'' She was cursing under her breath, again of course. In the immortal world, she was Swiftwind, in this mortal world, she was just dang Yukimura. NOTE TO SELF: YUKIMURA = SNOW VILLIAGE IN JAPANESE OR SOMETHING. Oh yeah sure, SHE is the bad one now because she had a messy room. ''So now I have to get nagged at by my parents for saving the immortal wolves lives.'' Yukimura muttered under her breath. A scent kicked in her, letting her bones tense, she heard the calling of it, the sweet scent that wrapped around her, she knew what it was, one simple word, blood. She was not a vampire or anything, but blood meant meat, cut, fresh meat. Her mouth watered, she was starving, her limbs were showing. She thought of something else to take her mind off of the fresh meat. She craved waffles, yum yum, waffles. Yukimura padded into the kitchen and pulled out the toaster and waffles, and syrup.When the waffles were done she was about to wolf them down (hehe the irony) when her mother stepped in, and started trying to make her feel more lady like.
''How are you honey buns?''
''Fine.''
''You hungry?''
'' I'm eating waffles.''
'' Oh, ok well, do you want to do something today?''
''No i'm good.'' Sorry, but i'm a bit busy saving the immortal world. Maybe something later?
''You should not be so lazy.''
I felt my toes squidge with arrogance. Okay, my temperment sucked, bad. I didn't reply.
''Well you go back to treating all of us like crap.''
She is JUST ASKING for her throat to be ripped out.
Yukimura walked out and slowly drew herself to her room. She gritted her teeth with annoyance, thinking of her best friend. She was probably still asleep, though she was only a duck in the immortal world. She lied down in her bed, and fell into a deep slumber.
CHAPTER 2
I woke up in sincere pain. I pulled an effort to lift my neck, when a massive paw slammed my head back down. I let my growl echo the walls of the cave. It was Black Wolf territory, why would they want a Wind Wolf, like me? ''Unless you wanna be torn in tiny pieces of nothing, I suggest that you-'' Then I stopped. I was next to a trickling pit of water, it glimmered with, with confusion? ''Unless YOU wanna be torn in tiny pieces, then I suggest you shut up your freakin' trap. Well, he/she pulled it. I broke the sticky stuff on my body,and looked into the eyes of the Black Wolf. ''Blackfog?!?! what are you doing here?!?! I-I thought you were banished...'' Blackfog looked up at me, I looked into his eyes, passion, grief, anger, and torn apart. Blackfog, was the most muscular, hot, bad-temperment wolf ever known, even for a Black Wolf.But if you manage to get under his thick teperment,he is just the sweetest thing you could have ever imagined. We had crushes on each other when we were pups. ''Swiftwind, that isn't really you, I bet that all the wolves have already torn her legs apart already.'' I couldn't help but feeling bad for Blackfog, being a rogue and having little to nothing to eat each day. I didn't have to look up at him to know that he was crying. '' She was to fast for all them.'' Blackflog looked up at me, he was about to look away, when I told him one of my poems.
''Having no trust of what is yours,
No faith in your desires,
Being accused of treason,
Of having thy wishes of what is not,
Thy heavens call to take and grant,
love shall find thy sould and happiness,
Having thy being of love,''
Blackfog looked down on me, I knew know that he knew it was me.He started rapidly wagging his tail and licked me all over my ears. I felt myself starting to growl again. Soon enough, he stopped and lectured me about not being so grumpy. Finally, he finished, and he started talking about how cool it is to be a rogue. '' I am glad your happy, but why did you paralyze me? Then, took me to a creepy old cave?'' Blackfog seemed to have been taking his time when finally he answered. I could not beleive it. I would not beleive it. He answered with pain crawling through me.''Because I wanted to show you my death bed.''
CHAPTER 3
And of course, my stubborness would put me in denial as usual. So my crush died, how great can this be?!?! My sarcastic mind was blasting cruel thoughts at me. I felt my sight begin to blur. I shook my head, I wouldn't fall asleep until a more appropiate time. So, choosing my risks, I walked into the living room. My mom and dad were talking about politics. And using my strong wolf balances, I dropped on all fours, and put all my weight in my back and spine. I took a pear and some frosted flakes, and silently ran out of the room. I started chowing down, when I heard a knock on my door and turned to see my dad stroding in. ''Hey dad.'' I knew I sounded polite, but knew I was extremely ticked off because he just slammed into my room. So how did he just seem to pick a fight with me? Hell knows. '' Clean up your room you lazy ass.'' Then he walked out of my room. What did I do? I did the only thing I could do. I climbed out of my room and went running into the woods. I felt utterly pissed off with my dad. I started to clamp my teeth shut on a branch when I heard a familiar voice. ''Well someone is not in a good mood today.'' I looked over my shoulder to see Sharptooth leaning over on a tree near me. I felt myself beginning to blush when another wolf jumped out. I nearly fainted when I saw Blackfog. '' Don't worry, he can't see me, nor hear me. Its just you.'' Well, atleast now that Blackfog is dead, that means that he and Sharptooth don't have to buffer their chests at each other anymore. ''Can't this wait until we're in the immortal world?'' He was tall, dirty blonde, and had ice cold blue eyes. He was quite popular back in the pack. And now he was staring into my jade eyes. His eyes were like chips of blue ice. I just love it when he is in human form.
Ok who do you like more, Blackfog or Sharptooth? By the way it is by me, not finished.
