[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken - Preludes

[Tokiwong]

"Its not even a full moon or anything, how could I have changed into a werewolf, or anyone for that matter? Are any of the stories true I mean aren't werewolves only werewolves during the full moon?" the girl asks with a defeated sigh.

“No,” Max replies, “In fact we can change pretty much at will.”

"How am I going to figure out what to do? Everyone seems to know what they are doing but me, I don't have a pack or know how to find one...can I be part of your pack? You can teach me all about this stuff, and I can be your packmate. How would that be?" Faith asks, trying to appeal to Max's masculinity, presenting herself exactly as she was, a confused girl in need of protection and tutoring.

“That isn’t the plan,” the older wolf says, “we will teach you what you need to know, but you can’t be apart of my pack. But take your time to adjust to this news, I know it is terrifying to you now. But you will have to come to grips with these changes. Your life is not over, in fact it has just begun.”

 

[Shalimar]

"You don't want me to be part of your pack, and Candace didn't want me to be part of her pack either, am I a bad werewolf or something? No one wants me do they, I'm just a monster and even other monsters don't want me." she sighs, looking dejected.

"How did I become a werewolf? I mean I wasn't bitten, from what you and Candace said, we are all related or something, but does that mean that my parents are Uratha too? should I be in their pack? I totally can't see either of them being werewolves though, I mean they are both just so normal. Dads a banker and mom is in computers, not really very werewolfy stuff."

"And how will we figure out what kind of a werewolf I am? Is there a career aptitude test to tell you? Candace said she was a Rahu warrior, and Duncan was an Irakka trickster, so what are you...if I can ask that, and what about me? What makes one different from another? Peersonality?"

 

[Graf]

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“Yeah the hunt is everything,” the large man replies. He nods, “Do you want to know more boy? Oh and call me Isaac, I don’t expect you to call me dad.”

"Yes Issac. I want to know more..." Camera pauses, "What's wrong with the houses here?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

Buzz uncovers her eyes and looks deathly serious, “You got the touch you think I am crazy? You think I don’t see that I know who you work for… oh yeah bald is beautiful but your pretty words, they almost make me want to retch. Besides the city is a dangerous place for you two now…”

"Retch?" Piotr takes a moment to remember what the word means, "Mmm, yes, I have that effect on people sometimes. Young lady, what does it mean to 'have the touch'? And who do I work for? I am self-employed you see, so that makes about as much sense as the touched comment."

 

[DrZombie]

[bPiotr & Drake


Moriarty looks at Drake, “You want to piss me off? Because you are really starting to do a good job, now I am not above beating the piss out of some nuzusul; besides there is one of you and my pack behind me. You don’t stand a prayer, chump.”

"I stopped praying a fecking long time ago, boy. As for beating the piss out of me, you're free to fecking try. One one hand, there's more of ya, but on the other I don't give a feck wether I live or die, so that makes us even. The first fecker to touch me gets a knife up the arse, and I'f I don't make it I'll go to fecking Beelzebub with a big fecking grin on my face knowing I've taken some of you feckheads with me.
Now I don't give a feck 'bout miss scar and her apes, or about you and that crazy skinhead broad and all yer friends, or that fecking bitch you're talking about.
I'm not fecking intimidated by noone, and if I were I wouldn't fecking admit it anyway. You fecking want me to talk to someone, you fecking ask and explain, or just piss off and stop bothering me and Dr Watson there."

 

[Shayuri]

No stranger to Wild Kingdom, Ari wasn't squeamish. Nevertheless, the human part of her mind shied away from the brutality of the kill, and the liquid spurting mess of the feeding. The wolf felt only hunger, and a weird reluctance to get too close while the other wolf was eating, despite the invitation.

Just a dream, the human mind murmured to itself, relaxing a bit.

As a wolf, Ari...head down and watching the other wolf intently for signs she might rebuke her...skulked in towards the gazelle's shoulders, where her guide was not currently ripping meat from. Quick as lightning, she lunged in, clamping her jaws on thin-furred skin and hard muscle. Her teeth sank in, her mouth filled with coppery blood that wiped away hesitation.

She was hungry.

It was several mouthfuls eaten...and eaten in the wolfish way, ripping the meat free with her jaws, then tearing it into swallowable chunks by dropping it and holding it down with her forepaws as she savaged it...before Ari's mind could resurface from the red haze of feeding.

Then she recalled her first answer. It didn't seem to make any sense. A ghost? From the distant past? But those were wastes of questions. She had three left. She had to focus on the things she couldn't try to find her own answers to, later.

Why did it attack? Well, if it was borne of humanity's rage and pain, that seemed obvious. And it fit the facts...the kid had attacked pretty indiscriminately. How had it found her? Maybe she'd just been at the wrong place at the wrong time. C'mon, Ari...what do you really want to know?

It shot me too. I didn't move fast enough. Why haven't I got a bullet hole in me?

 

[Tokiwong]

Why did it attack? Well, if it was borne of humanity's rage and pain, that seemed obvious. And it fit the facts...the kid had attacked pretty indiscriminately. How had it found her? Maybe she'd just been at the wrong place at the wrong time. C'mon, Ari...what do you really want to know?

It shot me too. I didn't move fast enough. Why haven't I got a bullet hole in me?

“You are uratha, you are Father Wolf’s get,” the massive she-wolf replies once again on the move. Ariella feels the wind on her fur and can see that they are traveling up, perhaps up a mountain now. The she-wolf pauses as if searching for something pacing back and forth, “you have the savage strength of our father coursing through your blood, it will sustain you, return you from grievous harm, and allow you to fight your many enemies.”

“But you can and will die, young one,” the she-wolf finishes.

Piotr & Drake

Moriarty smirks, removing his aviators, “Alright tough guy, take your knife and take your best shot, just me and you right now… right here on this street. You take me down, you send me to hell you and your butt buddy can walk out of here and do whatever the hell you want to do. I take you down, you come with us.”

Moriarty puts his arms wide, “So go for it?”

Buzz cocks her head, “You are weird.”

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Isaac shrugs, “Ain’t nothing really wrong with them, just their spirits are greedy. These houses are like weeds they want to spread everywhere, and gobble the people up inside. Make them just like everyone else; but there is nothing wrong with them, you just see some of the spirit underneath boy… you are sensitive even more so then most uratha.”

Faith

“There is nothing wrong with you, we will find a place for you soon enough Faith. But you have to understand every pack is like a family, they are closer then family, closer then friends. It is a delicate balance cultivated over time, you simply don’t just start throwing uratha into packs and expect them to function. Any good pack takes time to form,” Max replies.

“I have not rejected you because you are worthless, but because I know that your path and your pack are different then mine. Your kin, your father and mother are mostly likely just carrier of the genes that transmit the uratha bloodline. They are for all intents and purposes normal people, and being such they can never know what you are,” he adds softly.

“And to answer your question I am an elodoth, I walk the middle path… the path of both worlds. Auspice is determined by what sign Luna has gifted you with, often tied to your personality but not always. It is your role in our society and more importantly within your pack. Irraka are often the scouts and those that must walk alone. Rahu are the warriors of luna, they fight for the purity and honor of our people. Cahalith are the singers and the voice of luna, they keep our ways alive and are gifted with the sight. And finally the ithaeur are the seers and the wise men of our people, they alone truly understand the ways of the shadow. I know that may mean little to you now, but that is about as short and sweet as I can put it.”

 

[Shalimar]

Faith sighs at the explination of packs and why it wasn't a put down that the others didn't want her to join theirs. "OK...I can accept that I guess,it does hrt a little, but I can see why you wouldn't want just anyone to join your pack if its like a really close family. If I can't join someone's pack what am I suppoused to do? Should I make a new pack? Is that what new werewolves do? Can you help me find other werewolves that are looking for a pack?" the young Uratha asks, not sounding very hopeful, like she is still slightly hurt by the rejection of the only 2 packs she knows of, afterall she only knows 3 werewolves.

"I live with my parents, I don't really know they'll miss me turning furry once a month, or however often it is. They give me a lot space when my grades are good, but I don't think they'd fail to notice something like this." Faith says dubiously.

"Ohh, Cahalith sounds nice, I'm not really big on fighting, and being alone isn't fun at all. Ithauer sounds kinda cool though too, do you get to choose what you are going to be? You said Luna gifts us with a sign, but how do we know our sign...whats my sign? If I'm gonna be a werewolf, I am going to be the best werewolf I can be."

 

[Tokiwong]

Faith sighs at the explination of packs and why it wasn't a put down that the others didn't want her to join theirs. "OK...I can accept that I guess,it does hrt a little, but I can see why you wouldn't want just anyone to join your pack if its like a really close family. If I can't join someone's pack what am I suppoused to do? Should I make a new pack? Is that what new werewolves do? Can you help me find other werewolves that are looking for a pack?" the young Uratha asks, not sounding very hopeful, like she is still slightly hurt by the rejection of the only 2 packs she knows of, afterall she only knows 3 werewolves.

Max smiles, “We will find you a pack, as it is I believe that…”

A woman walks into the room; she looks to be of Faith’s mother age, perhaps a little younger. She stands a little taller then Faith and hr build is much thicker and womanly. Curly dark hair frames her face which is focused and intense and fairly pale. Her brown eyes take in the room and she speaks with authority, “Max, I believe that there are others that need guidance as well.”

Max raises a brow, “Really?” he fully turns to the woman.

“Yes after speaking with Andrea, I think that she may be one of the ones in her vision, if this is true then there are others we should look out for. Andrea left with Candace to find Isaac, perhaps I should speak with the uratha before us?” the woman replies.

Max nods, “Alright Subtle Storm; Faith you are in good hands alright?”

"I live with my parents, I don't really know they'll miss me turning furry once a month, or however often it is. They give me a lot space when my grades are good, but I don't think they'd fail to notice something like this." Faith says dubiously.

“You can do what you can, but your old life is over,” Subtle Storm interjects.

Max nods and then turns to leave.

"Ohh, Cahalith sounds nice, I'm not really big on fighting, and being alone isn't fun at all. Ithauer sounds kinda cool though too, do you get to choose what you are going to be? You said Luna gifts us with a sign, but how do we know our sign...whats my sign? If I'm gonna be a werewolf, I am going to be the best werewolf I can be."

“Luna chooses your path, she makes the final decision and for you she has decided on the path of the pregnant moon, the gibbous… that of the cahalith. Those that see with the vision of Luna; although the role is set the ramifications are broad. You will call your pack to war, relate the tales of our people, and create new ideas. You will also sharpen your claws against the enemy and understand the feeling of blood against your skin,” the woman says in a matter of fact tone.

"Are you scared yet?"

 

[Shayuri]

Ariella dashes after the other wolf as she ponders that answer. As answers went, it was pretty damn cryptic. What the hell was a "uratha?" It sounded vaguely anatomical. And what kind of weird dream metaphor accused her of being bulletproof because she "had the strength of father wolf flowing through her?"

Maybe it was time to consider the source.

Who are you?