Bang! One-shot missed!
Bang! Two shots flew over its head!
Bang! Three shots landed into a nearby tree!
A curse word, hissed by the shooter.
The noise was deafening as shots were going kept going off, a fox ran away panicking as hounds howled hot on its tracks.
Rumbling of horse hooves and whistling of their riders as they pursued the beast they had spotted its track along the line of the forest and it was too close for comfort.
Humans doing what they do best decide to hunt it down but this is no ordinary wild fox. It's a beautiful silverpoint. Its fur looks mainly white with hints of silver at the very tips.
Cursing in her heart Falina runs for her life. Those stupid idiots are chasing her for hours now she feels exhausted but she can't stop! If she stops they will catch up and she will surely die!
Pushing through the forest at a breakneck speed she enters one of those "dead zones".
Normally she would have turned back but she failed to smell the marks of werewolves' territory.
Many were-creature exist some are cats, some are deer, any animal as a fact can be a potential were-creature.
Werewolves are just those that like to hang in packs and make territories as much as lions do.
While lions are very rare as the stronger they are in the food chain the less birth rate they have. It's harder for a lioness than a she-wolf to conceive therefore why there is largely more werewolf than others.
The more aggressive is the animal the harder it is to contain and control. For example, a stag will be less likely to have anger management issues than aggressive carnivores and will be looking for herds for the most part.
In her panic not only she failed to notice crossing borders she even failed to notice new pursuers much worse than humans.
Until one cut off in front of her spotting him atop a small bump hill she dashes toward the left. The wolf had bounced forward and missed its mark as it snarled angrily dashing after it.
Inside she was swearing at the gods all of them no matter which one it was; -how could her day suck this much?
And clearly, it wasn't heading anywhere for the better
Panting heavily she felt like her heart would burst out her lungs were burning.
The dog chase had ended when they had crossed the border but now she had wolves...
She changed direction over and over again dodging the wolves making them snap at empty air when they missed their mark by a hair often grazing her fur without hitting home.
It lasted for a good fifteen minutes before a large brown wolf headbutted her side sending her rolling like a loose ball yelp noise escaped her as the air was cut for a moment, as she ends up sprawled on her back in front of an even bigger black wolf.
Its red blood eyes staring straight down at her.
Fuck! She cursed inside her heart that was a freaking alpha wolf; -she was so dead.
Speaking through a proximity mind link he spoke to her.
"Aren't you a fast little freaking fox" She swears she could see him make an evil grin between the twinkling stars inside her head that was...
She looked up at him not moving or responding she was too busy looking up at him his freaking head was a big as her whole freaking body!
Soon the rest of the warriors of the pack that had hunted her arrived. Not taking her eyes off the one that was in front of her, after all, she wasn't worried about the others. -because well they all answered to him.
He gave orders to the members most likely as they all started to leave aside two and their position encircled her removing her escape routes would she try another mad-dash.
He leaned and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck carrying her toward their pack hideout.
Now having herself carried like that she felt fuming inside but well better not argue with wolves they have short fuses...
Arriving at the house they all shifted. The alpha grabbed a pair of jeans and boxers wearing them then grabbed a shirt throwing it at her and said "shift" using that commanding alpha tone.
Her shift left them all speechless.
Large almond green eyes, rich brown hair going down to her small back, never-ending legs slender frame but not too skinny she had a good amount of meat on her bones.
He could see no imperfection on her skin well aside from the massive bruises that they had inflected her... a gust of shame simultaneously washed over the three men...
Feeling incredibly exposed until an overlarge T-shirt was passed over her head and covering whatever was left of her dignity she gazed up to the alpha of that tribe of wolves.
"What brought a pretty little thing like you to our lands?"
gazing to the man she took in his features as she pondered how to explain. Hopefully, they wouldn't be unreasonable right?
'I was pursued' She answered the man, he stood down crouching as she had remained sitting on the floor her ankle had a bruise likely she had harmed it in the break-neck speed fall.
Brushing her hair with his finger he gazed into her green eyes with his amber eyes, until a low rumbling growl was heard and he speedily removed his hand and made way for the alpha.
Her gaze moved toward him and her breath cut for a second. This guy was even real? Then she remembered that the man-god was a wolf. An alpha, she could not fall for a man like that it was asking to be abused.
But looking made no harm right? She just could not get enough of that body shape, those stone-hard abs and gods! -that V line.
Oh my goodness.
Squirming a little, as she looked up to him lost and frozen in sinful thoughts, blinking her eyes which fanned her pretty pink blushing cheeks.
One ash grey eye and one golden amber eye, jet black hair long hair and the body of a Greek god and a devious devil smirk on his lips. She heard her brain scream fuck rationality! Just this once she could be crazy after all she wouldn't stay long...
As he peered deeper into her eyes, seeing her squirm under his domineering gaze, her smell drifting to his nose he could not help but smirk, this little thing would be entertaining.