Indrik
As I led Luna through the winding paths that I had only ever walked by myself, it felt rather surreal. Like I was exposing a part of myself that only I had ever known. A part that I had been too scared to share with anyone else. And the most scary thing was that I did not care. If anything, I wanted to show her even more. Wasn't sure she would want to see more though judging by the hay straws that had threaded their way into her hair. Stepping out of the oaken door that led out of the other end of the palace, I stared at the row of tall, thick trees that formed a green and brown wall several feet away. I was hit, as I always was by the ethereal aura that filled this place. It had the ambience of a place that had been left untouched by anyone, both human and wolf for a long time. I could see signs of this place having been used by someone or some people before, a four feet wide entrance that was flanked by tree stumps that led into the heart of the trees. This entrance was easy to miss, having long since been concealed by thick creeper plants, an indication that this place did not want to be disturbed. I hoped the trees would not get mad at me for bringing yet another stranger into their territory but then again, I didn't have that many other options. Beside me, Luna gasped as she took in this place. I couldn't blame her. I had also been speechless when I had first stumbled upon it. Even now, I still could not get over its charm. How had I gotten to know this, you might ask but you will find that there is a lot of things that you do when you have a lot of spare time on your hands and dang, did I have a lot of time on my hands? As a growing wolfless kid in a wolf's pack, I got excluded out of a lot of activities which meant I spent most of the time in my room, sulking and moaning my fate. Usually, Blaire would show up to keep me company. She generally had more time as well since she blatantly turned down any attempt to train her. Usually, we would spend a whole lot of time out in the garden, playing around, discussing and on some days that I was in a really good mood, I would be a test pig for her make-up experiments which meant I ended up looking like a lost male ghost who could not find his way back to the world of the dead. These generally helped with my endless boredom especially since Jamil and Ulo would also drop by once they were done with training. But even this could not work all the time. There were days when Blaire had to leave me hanging, not to mention that having only one person to keep you company day in and day out over the years while you could do nothing else had a way of tiring you out. On really bad days, I would take a walk, trying my best to stay away from danger (which generally meant my half-brother) while looking for exciting things that took my mind off my troubles and also setting my jumbled thoughts in order. Overtime, these walks became more frequent and limited to the palace grounds. It was on one of these walks that I had stumbled into the stables. When I had first seen the opening behind the horse in the last stable, I hadn't been certain of what I had been looking at but I had been desperate enough to open the stable and push past the horse to take a closer look. I was both stunned and excited to find that I was staring at a door. It was painted the same color as the walls of the stables which explained the reason why it had not been noticed before. The horse must have unwittingly kicked it open. I had taken a look around the stables, ensuring that no one else was around to see my discovery before slipping into the door and shutting it behind me. Sure, it was reckless and could have put me in danger but at that time, I couldn't care less. Perhaps, a part of me had been hoping death would find me. Behind the door had been very gloomy and stuffy but I had felt my way along, defying all the spiderwebs that stubbornly clung to me as I moved. All that simply proved that my discovery was truly phenomenal. Luckily, the path had been a very narrow one, hemmed in by walls on both sides, preventing me from straying. I hadn't had to walk for very long either before I felt another door, this one iron. I had been worried that it would be locked but either it was never locked or the wear had become worn-out with time because the door had simply creaked open. Never had I been happier to see daylight again but my discovery made me even happier. Looking around, I had noticed that I was no longer in the palace. I could still see the massive walls of the palace, painted white once but having turned grey from age. Moss and creepers grew all over the walls. I had been surprised to know that this place even existed. This side of the palace sat at the edge of the territory beyond which were endless woods, unmarked and unclaimed which meant there was no possibility of attack or anything else so this area had pretty much been forgotten. Until I had found it that is. Now that I think of it, I think this place had been designed to never be found because why else would you place a door in a horse's stable? I turned toward Luna and beamed. "How would you like to visit my lair?"LunaWhen my master led me into the horse stables, I thought, "of course! What better place to have a hideout that no one else knew about than in the stables." (I mean, most people preferred their horses when they were outside, looking prim and proper and ready for a ride, not when they were here, reeking of hay, and well, horse. You would understand if I don't want to go into details about what the 'horse' part means. Not that I minded horses, I mean, I did stop by with Lea for a quick greeting.) Then, he had continued right on to the last stable and pushed in. I had hesitated, wondering if my master had meant horse fundament when he mentioned a hideout. Then, he had walked over to the wall and pushed a door open. I had been so shocked, I had gotten a mini vertigo. Sure, I hadn't really been a frequent visitor of the stables but I had taken in the compartment after he went in and could have sworn the door hadn't been there a second before. "You coming?" He had called, extending his
LunaI stared at Indrik like he had suddenly grown two horns before turning my attention back to the grove and studying them for any signs of them being damaged. I frowned as I noticed a break in the line of trees to the center of the grove. Where there were supposed to be trees, there were creeper plants instead. They had grown very thick and were barely moved by occasional gusts of wind but their presence still stuck out as what they were, a piece of skin that had grown to replace a wound. My heart bubbled with anger as I glared at Indrik, trying my best to keep my temper in check. "What did you do to the trees?" I growled. He stared at me in confusion but I was in no mood for that as I hissed in irritation. "Why did you cut those trees?" I asked again, barely able to hold back from hitting him so hard in his face as to send him back into a coma. "Oh, that." He started casually then froze as he realized I wasn't joking. "I found it that way. Promise. I have tried my best to not to
BlaireIf my chest were like a sack, I would cut it open and remove my heart. If my heart were not so good at serving two goals, pumping blood and making big deals out of nothing, I would have removed it and crushed it into a thousand pieces. If my heart could be removed, I would wash it clean, turn it inside out and wash it clean again before returning it into my chest. Maybe then, I would stop being hunted by these terrible emotions. Maybe then, I wouldn't feel so strongly about everything that I saw. Maybe then, I wouldn't spend every day stewing away in my own tears, but sadly, all of these are but thoughts. My body is made of flesh and bones, thoughts and feelings, things that were not so easily expunged. I sat in the swing, my legs dangling just above the ground, my head resting on its arm, my hand holding its weight. To say I was lost in thoughts would be an epic understatement. Right now, emotions were swirling within me like an overheated pot of thick soup. Each bubble sent
Blaire"What are you doing out here?" A voice asked, nearly sending me rolling out of my swing. For a very blissful moment, I thought that the voice was Indrik's. Maybe I wasn't so pathetic after all. My cheeks warmed as my heart started to beat like a drum being beaten by several hands in perfect rhythm. My lips curled in a brilliant smile as I jumped out of the swing and turned around certain that he had learned his mistake. His maid had shown him her true colours and he had returned to me, the only one who would ever truly accept him with open arms. I could barely hold my legs from knocking against each other in my excitement."Ind..." I started, opening my arms but the rest of the words died in my throat as I spotted the person who had spoken. I dropped my arms and my face froze as an involuntary scowl settled on my face. "Ulo!" I called coldly, the name rolling off my tongue like food that had undergone a major existential crisis in the kitchen. "Sorry!" He muttered, his hands s
Jamil"Are you sure about that?" Beta Green asked, his face looking even more tired in the nightlight. We were sitting in his study, a small room that smelled like books and oil and books. I held back the urge to sigh as I stared out the window and saw the moon beaming brilliantly on the earth. For the umpteenth time, I wondered why wolves could not be like the celestial bodies. Forever fixed in the firmament, not having to worry about having to fall from their perch in the heavens. Come rain, come sunshine, come winter, come autumn, you could always bank on them to be there. If perhaps, it was too cloudy and the sun or moon did not show, you could be certain they would be there the next day. There was no guile or pretense with them, just simple duty. It was not so with wolves. Unlike the animals which we take most of our attributes from, we seem to be more interested in our individual gain than the good of the entire pack. We didn't care who got betrayed, hurt or even died so long as
JamilThere is a saying that goes like this, "what an elder sees that makes him walk around naked, if a child sees such, he would lose his entire essence." This saying rang in my mind over and over as I watched the Beta fidget in discomfort. I thought to myself that I wouldn't want to face someone or something who could make the Beta this panic-stricken. I liked to think of myself as a carefree person who couldn't be bothered by burdens such as fear which only added to your problems but in that moment, I couldn't deny that I felt a huge blob that tasted an awful lot like fear surge from my abdominal cavity all the way to my oral cavity. The panic was so great that it very nearly crippled me. "There is no escape!" The creature had declared. At the moment, I hadn't thought much of it but now that I saw the man before me, I began to believe that perhaps, there was no escape. We remained frozen like that for what seemed like an eternity and a half before the Beta blinked and seemed to
JamilWhen your usually jovial friend starts crying about being a monster, what do you tell them? You are not a monster? Or yes, you are one, so suck it up and make the best of it? Listening to Blaire cry sent several thoughts racing through my head as I thought about how best to get her off her haunches. Maybe if I had had a moment to think about it, then I would have known something better to say. (Note: as carefree and sweet as I like to think I am, I have never for once understood women. They say they are feeling bad so you tell them a joke only for them to go ballistic on you. It is no wonder that I feel more comfortable around my own gender. Even Ulo, who is the worst of us by my own standards does not take my words and use them against me.) I looked up at the sky, making a small prayer as I turned my attention back to Blaire. "Of course not. You are not a monster. Why would you even think that?" I cooed, swiping my thumb over her face. "I am." She cried again, pushing me awa
JamilLooking for a job? That is just great. It is a well known fact that there is dignity in labour but please, in all you do, never accept a job that requires you to be a go-between in a fight, especially if you don't know what the fight was all about. Getting back to the tree with Blaire in tow, i just knew it was going to be a very long night. Ulo took one look at my train and turned around, immediately starting to walk away. Behind me, Blaire started to slink away as well but I managed to stop her in time. "Come on!" I pulled her along as I raced after Ulo. "Hey! Wait up buddy!" There was no way he hadn't heard but of course, my buddy chose to ignore me. I decided not to take offense. Of course, I had little other choices but let's not go there, yes? "Let me go, Jamil. He obviously doesn't want to talk. Perhaps, he would be in a better mood tomorrow. I will speak to him then." Behind me, Blaire was throwing a fit of her own. I wondered for the umpteenth time what I had done to