SHORT FICTION

Thursday, 28 June 2018

THE WOLVES OF MISTWOODS-short story

Hello and today I have another story from my Mistwoods world. Hope you enjoy!





THE WOLVES OF MISTWOODS

Short story

 

It was a clear cold autumn night. There would be frost tonight. Thames padded his way down the beaten path that led to a clearing. The others would be there. The Pak had to regroup and learn about the disruptions in the Mistwoods forest. Rivalries were attacking and claiming territory. They had to be stopped.

Greystone, the leader was going to tell them what more was happening on the east side of the forest. Thames was expecting the worse. They hadn’t lost anybody yet but he knew if this kept up that there would be a loss. The scent of the Pak told him he was almost there. Yips and howls filled the air in the distance.

He was home. Thames had been born and raised here in this forest. He would die here as well. But not tonight. There was much to do. The first one to greet him was one of the small ones, Brutes. Despites his size he was fearless and that was why he was one of the top guards of the Pak.

Thames could tell right away by the way Brutes was pacing that trouble had erupted again. “What happened?” He almost didn’t want to hear the answer but he had to know.

“They attacked at the edge of the forest. They are getting closer.”

Thames let out a huff as Brutes led him the rest of the Pak.

Greystone was already on top of the knoll looking out at everyone. When he noticed that Thames was there, he called everyone over to him. 

“We gather here tonight to talk about our intrusion of another Pak that is looking for their own territory.  We have to push them back and the sooner the better. Their leader however has agreed to meet us. I’m leery of this and I think he will use it for an opportunity to attack. I have not given an answer yet. I want to hear what you all have to say.”

Mumbling and growls circulated in the crowd until finally one larger wolf stepped forward. It was Blackpaw, one of the older ones. Everyone silenced and waited for what he had to say.

“I think we need to tread carefully before assuming they will attack. Let’s meet them in another location where we know the land well. So, if anything does go wrong, we can be prepared.”

More mumblings erupted and Greystone yipped silencing everyone. “That might be a good idea. I was thinking the same thing but we could have to be careful. I was also thinking of just a few of us going to meet the leader in that same location.”

Some were shaking their heads in disagreement. They all wanted to be there to defend Greystone. After a few more discussions, it was confirmed that everyone would meet with them.

The other Pak agreed to meet at the familiar location. Thames was ready for anything and decided to scout out the area where the wolves had staked out. He stayed back far enough to keep his scent out of reach.

“What are you doing?”

Thames jumped and bared his teeth. The other world did the same. Thames noticed it was a female, light grey in color, Thames backed up and looked at her. “Are you from the Pak?”

She stopped growling. “No, I’m a loner.”

Thames eyes went wide. He had never met a loner. “You don’t belong to a Pak?”

She tilted her head at him. “Not all of us feel the need to be a part of a Pak.”

“You’re not afraid being alone?”

“No, why would I? I would be more afraid to be a part of a Pak.”

That took Thames by surprise. Some yips and howls took both of their attention to the Pak. “They are on the move,”

“I’ve been watching them. They have moved into this territory and it appears they are going to try and claim it.”

“They are indeed. Out leader and the rest of us is meeting with them.”

“I would be wary of that. They met with another Pak the other day and it didn’t end well. The other Pak lost their territory.”

 That wasn’t good news. He would have to tell Greystone. “Thanks for telling me this.”

Their howls were getting louder and closer. “We have to get out of here. I think they sense us.”

“Let’s go this way. We can lose them.”

Thames didn’t hesitate, he followed her. There was something about her that told him he could trust her. They went down into this narrow path in the forest. They were making a lot of noise and Thames thought for sure they would hear them and soon be chased. It wasn’t long when Thames could hear water running. She was headed for the stream that ran through the entire forest. A riverbed of stones led over to the other side. She stepped out onto them. The cold water rushed over her feet and the stones underneath were slippery. She slipped a few times. Thames stepped lightly watching that he didn’t falter. He took one glance behind him and could movement. He feared now they were being pursued.

Thames picked up his pace and soon was right behind her. They had not far to go to reach the other side. His chest was pounding to get to the other side. They made it. She didn’t stop once but bounded into the dark forest. Thames did the same thing. He glanced back and saw one loan wolf looking around sniffing. Thames almost froze on the spot. He was huge. But he knew better than to stay. He quickly took off catching up to her.

Now they were far enough away that they could take it easy. They were heading towards Thames’s Pal territory. She stopped right at the edge. “I will go no further. You can join your Pak.”

“But what about them. They might chase you. They had caught our scent back there. Maybe you should…”

But before he could finish, she had disappeared before his eyes. He could softly hear in the distance getting farther away. He didn’t bother to chase after her. He just hoped that she knew enough to lay low for a bit.

He joined his Pak and told them what had happened. Greystone decided then to not meet up with them. He would not put his Pak in danger like that. He said if they came here to their property they would defend it.

That night, Brutes who was on patrol came scampering into the field. “They are on the other side, heading this way.”

Greystone let out a howl and everyone took their stations. They were ready. Thames waited for them to appear. Three small ones came into their clearing. They sniffed around and then each let out a yip in a different tone. That sent the hairs on Thames’s neck standing up. It was a code for something.

Greystone came into the clearing by himself. The three young wolves started to growl and Thames thought they were going to attack him. Greystone held his own. ‘Where is your leader?”

The three of them backed up and one howled. In mere seconds, a large black wolf came crashing through. Thames instantly recognised him from the creek. He was the leader.

The big black wolf came forward and greeted Greystone. There were no words exchanged when the big black world let out a loud howl. The whole area erupted into growls and yips. His own wolves were coming out of everywhere. Thames wondered where his own Pak had gone but they soon appeared. Now they were all fighting. Thames had to join in but he felt he had to do something quick to end this before it became a bloodbath.

Thames possessed a special magic that was rare and Greystone was the only one who knew about it. He raised his paw and just as he did, a sound from behind him startled him. He remembered her scent. “What are you doing here? There is a battle raging.”

“I saw them coming and came to warn you. What were you going to do?”

“This.” Thames raised his paw. This blue glow erupted from his paw and filled the entire open field the blue light. The wolves all froze down on the field and looked toward his direction. The big black wolf let out a howl and his Pak took off into the forest in all directions. The big black wolf looked into his direction and backed up and then bounded for the forest. His own Pak chased him.

When he dropped his paw, she came up beside him. “You are like me.”

“You have magic too?”

She held up her paw and pale green glowed. Thames shook his head. “We are rare you know.”

“Not as rare as you think,” She nudged him and that is when Greystone came up to him. “Thank you for saving us. They were very aggressive and would have maybe defeated us.”

Thames shook his head. “Never.”

Greystone looked over at her. “I see she is like you. We find another wolf mage.”

“She says there is more like us.”

“That is interesting, I would be interested in meeting some more. But come both of you. Join in the victory.”

He spun around and yipped and the rest of the Pak joined him. When Thames went to talk to her, she was gone. He let out a howl. He waited and in the distance, he could hear a faint howl in response. He wondered how she had made the distance so fast. Maybe there was more to know about this mage wolf. Hopefully one day he would find out.

 

 TIPJAR:

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, 21 June 2018

BUTTER BLUE-FLASH FICTION

Another hot day here where I am and humid as well. And since today is Summer Solstice-first day of summer, we have a little faerie story. Hope you enjoy!




BUTTER BLUE

Flash fiction

The moon’s light bathed the forest. Twinkling flashes lit up the darkness.

The summer solstice was beginning.

Out of nowhere bright balls of light fell like large flakes of snow.

The magic was about to begin.

An old log that the moon’s light was resting on suddenly was adorned in blue butterflies.

She had arrived. Everything went still.

Their turquoise and indigo blue wings opened and closed silently.

Something came out of the darkness as if waiting.

His snow white hair glowed in the moon’s light.

“Butter Blue, come out. I’ve waited a whole year for you.”

One of the large butterflies flew up into the air. His own wings quivered.

But the large blue butterfly hovered in front of him. His face lit up with a bright blue glow.

Now she was standing in front of him. He smiled.

“Here I am summer prince. Have you come to dance with me?”

“I certainly have and more.”

He took her hand and together they moved to this music that no one heard.

Until the warm night started to sing and suddenly the forest was lit up with others arriving for the celebrations.  

They continued to dance and this time to lively music that filled the air.

All kinds of creatures joined them and the magic was electric.

The celebrations went on all night and when the witching hour drew near, the prince took Butter Blue by the hand and kissed each finger.

Her dark eyes watched him kiss each finger.

Just as he was going to kiss her, a flash of blue light lit up the area where they were standing.

She was now hovering high above him with other blue butterflies around her.

The prince just grinned. “You can’t hide from me forever my love. I will claim you one of these times.

He blew her a kiss sending her and the other butterflies into the night air.
 
TIP JAR:

 

 

Thursday, 14 June 2018

WHAT LIES IN THE FOREST

Hello. I've been a bit absent lately. Life stuff to deal with but hopefully it will get better. Found this pretty forest pic and thought of this little piece. Hope you enjoy.




WHAT LIES IN THE FOREST

FLASH FICTION

 

So peaceful and the smells of the forest fill you with a sense of tranquility.

The shades of greens, browns and subtle golds create the quiet moment.

There are always so many hidden paths in the forest that you wonder who takes them.

Shades of light seem to illuminate at their end. Is there something there?

Should one go and explore and see? A tingle up your arm tells you maybe?

The lure of these little paths in the forest become too much not to take. It’s like someone is calling your name.

You have to go.

But if you do go, be aware of who you might be calling your name.