'Jokul Frosti was working overnight, it's all frosty and covered in snow' Marck said.
'Jokul Frosti?' Asked a high, sweet voice behind the two brothers.
'Hi Jullie, it's an old legend that my brother believed in," Mick replied when he saw what had been his girlfriend so far.'
'Hi, I think you should be more romantic with your girlfriend Mick, at the end of the day you only talk about her at home.'
Both young men blushed, they had spent a few days of vacation break and Mick's relationship with Jullie was progressing well, they talked several days a week and saw each other three to four times a week for hours, and even so, when Mick got home He talked about her ad nauseam. Marck was beginning to despair, even though he was happy for his brother, he had never fed up with him so much in his life.
' But who is this Jokul?'
'Jokul is an elf who takes care that the weather is appropriate for winter, he produces snowfall and frost on the windows, he creates snowflakes, he is that being that I think you know as Jack Frost' replied Marck, giving them her back to the boyfriends and walking away 'See you at home, Mick, bye.'
The cold that was felt in the south of Spain in winter was quite devastating, you could see people wearing large coats covering themselves from the freezing wind and cutting when in contact with the skin, and this is how Marck stood out among the people despite the weather he was walking down the street with just a pair of jeans, a not thick cotton shirt, and a leather jacket which in cool weather was appropriate and sufficient, so he was like a huge black spot in the middle that white landscape. Marck got as far away as he could from the wedding couple he now lived with, he had too many doubts as to what that implied.
He was walking near the central area of the city, it had already been a few hours since he had been away from his brother, he did not know why he had left home today to be alone, he did not use his skills as a wolf, nor did he have any Who to chat, go to the forest to have fun for a while as a wolf implied the possibility of meeting Meridian and going home would be more complicated, he remained completely disconnected from the world on his walk, until a pile of snow fell on his head when he turned in search of who it had been, he did not even see a ledge or tree from which the accumulated snow could have fallen, so he shook off the snow and continued on his way, thinking and alert in case he discovered the joker who had just made him spend a while quite unpleasant.
After a while he didn't notice anything weird around him so things had calmed down a bit, but out of nowhere a snowball hit him in the face, when he wiped his face he saw some years playing close to where he was so he supposed he might have been hit by a deflected shot from some careless child, but for him it was too weird for an afternoon so he stopped at the corner closest to his path and He arranged for a taxi to take him home.
The wait for the taxi was long, the snow began to fall slowly, little by little the sidewalks that were clean were adorned with a beautiful carpet of impeccable whiteness, Marck was left admiring how the snowflakes slowly covered everything around him and in his moment of concentration a car parked in front of him, it was the taxi he had ordered, but he did not notice anything that was happening around him, out of nowhere the horn was heard which took him out of his thoughts and he entered quickly To the vehicle, he gave the address of his apartment.
The car started up and he just stared in detail through the window, before his eyes and perception everything was passing slowly, it could even be said that he could count each flake that fell, and he could see where out of nowhere he noticed a peculiar breeze that was dragging snow, he could have sworn he had seen someone on top of the snow blown by the wind. He did not give it much importance and began to doze while his trip ended, he lost himself in the world of dreams and did not realize that the car had stopped so the driver kindly woke him up by gently moving his shoulder, Marck woke up and I pay him leaving a tip for the inconvenience, I go downstairs and enter his house slowly he leaned back on the sofa waiting for his brother's date to end to find out what they would do during the wolf season.
Suddenly he felt the temperature drop more and more and with an abnormal speed, the windows crystallized from the cold, they seemed too fragile, and just outside the main window a person was sitting, the black wolf thought it was someone who was willing to commit suicide and that he was about to jump so he made a decision, he approached the window as quickly and stealthily, and as if it were lightning, he opened it and quickly pulled the person inside his current home.
The young man fell backward on the ground, Marck realized that he was a young man with little strange clothes, they seemed old or from other times.
'So the wolves have really returned to town,' said that young man.
' How do you know that brat?'
'Are you forgetting the old friends Marck? Just this morning you mentioned me with that girl who was with both of you.'
'Jokul is you?'
'Yes, I heard a couple of days ago that the cursed wolves were back in this area, so I came from America to corroborate the information and I arrived this morning but they were with that human girl and then they separated and how you were the only one who was left alone and without humans I followed you here.'
'Then I already found the person responsible for the pile of snow that fell on me and the one who threw the snowball that hit me in the face was you, damn Christmas elf who did not pass the exam to be Santa's helper, I swear right now I'll turn you into Christmas stockings' said the brown-haired man, who slowly changed his human appearance to that of a wolf, but this transformation was different from the one that happened at school and in the forest.
'You should calm down Marck you know that winter alters your transformation.'
The immortal was in full change, his hair was now not long, shiny, it was short, opaque, and quite dirty, his height was now twice his human height, his now muzzle was quite long, his fangs protruded from him, he had long ears, his His hands were still human but with huge and long claws his legs were long and muscular to such a degree that he could see the contracture and stretching of the muscles, they were legs and canine legs, the tail was long and muscular almost naked due to the lack of hair, the closest description that comes close to it is that of the biped European werewolf from Hollywood movies, but Marck and Mick kept their speech, and reasoning, they weren't simple beasts, they were that part of an evolution in the species that gave them power beyond normal.
'Jokul Frosti, you spoiled brat, it's time for you to tell me who gave you the information of our arrival, you have less than five minutes before my brother arrives here or I decide to complete the transformation' he said, holding the elf by his clothes, growling at him as his tongue wet his nose and his muzzle parted slightly as his teeth were exposed to view, a small thread of saliva joined both powerful jaws.
'Meridian!' The elf said almost pleadingly, 'I got a message from a traveling fairy saying that the queen of the fairies had returned and with her the cursed wolves, that she needed someone she knew to travel and help her get closer to them because he had had a vision and said that the three of them would need each other if they were to survive another century.'
Marck released the terrified bringer of snow and giver of winter weather, little by little the beast shrank, his body slowly returned to normal, the claws retracted, the fangs disappeared and left in their place the human teeth, the snout he shrugged, and the human stood staring at his old friend.
'So you just came to help that crazy traitor.'
'I actually came to see you, Meridian I haven't seen at all.'
'Then that just means that that false queen sent to call many old acquaintances, I don't know how bad it is that she is looking to get closer to us.'
'Maybe she wants to help you or make amends for all the things you went through in the past because of her.'
'Whatever she is looking for from her we must know, but we will have to go see her but we must wait for Mick. It is time for him to leave her human life and remember that he is an immortal with other priorities.'
'And do you know where to find her?'
'In the forest' the young man replied dryly, almost disgusted to know the whereabouts of his old friend.
After the awkward moment of near murder that had passed, Jokul broke that afterlife silence with a rather odd question.
'Why do your clothes never disappear when you transform?'
' What are you talking about?'
'Well, they have not been the only werewolves that I have met in my three centuries of life, but if the only ones who are still alive, and you transform, you return to normal and your clothes remain intact each time, while the others remained naked upon returning to human form.'
'A hundred years without seeing each other and that's the only thing you ask?'
'It's to kill time while Mick arrives, go solve this enormous doubt for this elf of European culture.
'It is thanks to a small spell of my own invention that it is enough to recite it only once, so that the effect lasts permanently.'
'Yours or Mick's?' The elf asked incredulously.
'My little one to be disrespectful, but he has a limitation where he loses his effect completely.'
' What is it?' I ask excitedly
'The transformation of the original form, nothing can make us not lose trace of the human body or human things.'
'Original form?' Jokul cocked his head trying to understand the words of the immortal in front of him - What is that?
'Well, it is the first transformation that existed one whose force is purely ...' At that moment the door of the apartment was opened, interrupting the conversation of the two beings.
A black-haired man was crossing the threshold of the entrance, accompanied by a brunette with the tips of her hair green, Marck noticed that extreme change in the hair of his brother's companion and first of all he just stood like a curious puppy.
'Welcome pair of lovebirds.' Marck walked quickly over to Jullie and began rubbing the now green ends of her hair.'
' What's wrong Marck?'
'I was curious to know if it was a fantasy dye or was it something permanent.'
'Leave her alone, or you'd better harass her, go for a walk around.'
'As much as I would like to leave you alone to have sex, we have important business to attend to brother, Jack called me this morning just as I said goodbye to you in the city has important news to give us so get ready for a long meeting, so I am afraid they will have to postpone their intercourse from this date, we are leaving in ten so you better not delay I can guarantee you that it is as serious as the Meridian affair of a couple of years ago' the brunette lied quite and cleverly but caused that his brother mobilized before leaving the room and entering his room.
The black wolf partially transformed his ears to hear more clearly the conversation between his brother and girlfriend.
'Jullie, I'm sorry to cancel our plans in the middle of the afternoon but I really have to go and solve this matter with my brother. My stay here will depend on this situation so I'll ask you for a taxi and we'll see you another day please.'
'Okay' she answered as she kissed his lips
While in the room the two supernatural beings chatted beyond humans.
'Hey Marck, what do you think the two of them are talking about?'
'Mick is asking her to leave because the situation is serious and our stay here depends on it and now she is kissing him.'
'How do you know?'
'I'm listening to you.'
'But your hates are normal' she said as she floated around the black wolf checking her ears and stretching them.
'It's a partial transformation, I only transform my eardrum to sharpen my hearing.'
'You really make the most of your animal abilities, you surprise me too much' said that winter spirit almost loudly.
'Not a word of this to Mick he still doesn't know about this ability and knowing it would be even more boring.'
'Has he never tried?'
'I think it would be much more appropriate to say that he doesn't even know it's possible to do something like that.'
That conversation was interrupted by the shouts of Mick hurrying them and that they were a clear sign that Jullie was gone and the long goodbye to her was over. The young black wolf left the room, accompanied by the winter elf.
'Enough, enough, we are not deaf and the one who wastes time is you with so much farewell.'
'You know that I feel quite in love with Jullie, decades ago I could not feel so much love.'
'If only that were less common than it sounds, but unfortunately you say it every time you fall in love with someone that that story is already too old, that I doubt even you believe it.'
The three boys left that apartment towards the forest, they walked slowly, they almost seemed to dance with the small snowflakes that Jokul made fall as he passed like a small white carpet that stretched out in front of his feet. When they turned one last time to reach the exit of the city, they hurried their pace to position themselves in front of the entrance of the forest. It was there that the eternal brothers stopped, they took a deep drag on the fresh air of the forest, it was cold and penetrating so Annoying as expected of the southern winter air.
'Here we are, ready one more time to start another foolish thing like fighting to defend something or someone that isn't worth it one bit.'
'I assure you that the information Jokul has for us is important and otherwise you can devour it to gain more power' Marck said with a wicked smile.
'I don't quite agree with that last part' yelled the little winter spirit who was a couple of meters away from those demonic brothers.
'Then let's not delay the inevitable any longer.' Mick spoke now, ignoring the elf's comment.
The three of them began to enter the forest and as if it were more a reflex action than one voluntarily, the cursed wolves began their canine transformation, that was how the trail of human footprints began and suddenly they became huge footprints of wolf claws, now There were only a huge white wolf and a black one walking among the trees as if their enormous size were not an obstacle and just above them Jokul flew following their slow pace, where they were going they did not even know, maybe some comfortable place to talk, but were they really just going to talk? That was what the apartment was for that was much more appropriate or is it that one of the two brothers had a plan beyond the obvious.
They stopped in a clearing that was in the depths of that now bare winter forest, both wolves let themselves lie on the snow as if it were anything, they did not flinch at the low temperature with which they were in contact, They turned their faces and out of nowhere they both let out a howl so deep, so loud and so powerful that any human would feel more than scared, but the sound was not threatening, it was like a melancholic cry of any pet dog, it was as if they were screaming at the world a deep pain that anyone would understand and make you want to caress and cheer them up a bit; Jokul was sitting right on top of a tree, his already pale face darkened at the act of those brothers, it seems that he understood perfectly the reason for his crying.
'So you really miss them, did I think you guys were never attached to mortals?' Said a resonant voice from all directions, it was a high, sweet and serene voice, it was Meridian's voice.
'We were just looking for you, queen of the fairies," Mick replied, getting up and looking at nothing right in front of him.'
'And to what do I owe the honor that the eternal wolves seek me? ' It was the mocking comment that he gave in response to the words of the white canine.
'Materialize yourself empress of the lush forests of the world, the one who rules over all fantastic beings and magic, ruler of the mysteries, of those mysteries and knowledge that the erratic and simple humans left behind in the advance of the ages, protector of the magical life, Meridian.' Now it was Marck who spoke.
'I'm surprised you can still recite my imperceptible black cub invocation.' Answer the monarch sitting right on Mick's back almost as a mockery 'That flatters me even more' I jump down before the dark one could catch her between her jaws.
She walked to the front of the brothers to be able to see them head-on, but now her expression was not one of amusement or mockery, it was serious, reflecting the maturity and experience of the long life of that being with a human figure; silence ran through that forest, no one was gesturing any feature of their body and of course much less making any noise, just a few glances crossed between that fairy with green eyes like pine needles and a pair of blue eyes and other yellow ones, deeper and intense than the sun itself.
'So you're just looking for your convenience again' Marck said.
'See it however you want, but only then will we live to see the next generations of people repopulate this planet and not comment on the same mistakes that are leading directly to their own ruin.' replied the green eye.
'Human ambition goes beyond what a simple guide can teach them, it is the poison with which they were created millennia ago, that is something that all the long-lived know perfectly I do not know why you come here now, you should also know that we We will never die' answered Mick
'I make fun of infinity' said Marck.
'And I despise sleep' Mick argued this time.
'We are the eternal wolves who do not fear the end of the ages, and who are always reborn, those who will see the destruction of the world in the apocalypse and who will be there when it returns to exist, infinite is our body, enduring is our soul and immortal It's us' both brothers said as if it were an old message.
'Just because they cannot die here and now does not mean that their end will not come, and like everything that is human, the simplest thing is what will bring them the greatest of their misfortunes' at that moment the figure simply disappeared while a strange smoke remained in that place.
The atmosphere was one of care, it seemed as if any false move would unleash a reaction of extreme violence, the air became heavier and heavier, it seemed as if gravity increased in that clearing and the air became suffocating, suddenly and without warning a sharp blow and a strangled cry was heard, the canines turned quickly ready to kill the cause of the situation and just as they approached to do so they realized that it had only been Jokul who had fallen from the tree where he was, he He was more than sorry for having gone through such shame but that just relieved the atmosphere and the fury of that pair of wolves, in moments they were human again so they simply lifted the elf and began their walk back to what would be their home for this life.
The road went from being somewhat calm and calm to an interrogation of a totally uninformed winter bringer, whose doubts remained that way because even though Mick and Marck were free from anger, their bodies were still tense as if they were more than ready to face. a tough fight.
'What just happened between the three of you?' asked the winter elf quite intimidated by the enormous tension of that pair of eternal beings
A question that was completely ignored by the brunette and the black-haired man seemed absorbed by the words of the queen of the fairies that for them had clearly been a threat of murder, but they knew that the only way to end their existence was love. same since according to the old Zeus had made them very clear in his riddle millennia ago.
'Love makes us stronger ...' said Mick
'And it's love that makes us weak' Marck added as they continued walking.
Those words that more than once had forced them to rethink in their life and what they had done wrong for a god to turn love into something so wonderful and discouraging for them, again they came back and harassed them.Both brothers knew that this could be a terrible start to something very dangerous, but they both fell silent and walked in silence while the elf flew over their heads, watching trying not to bother them anymore, but like all fantastic beings he was curious about human matters even though they were only in appearance.
'What was that you guys recited a while ago?' I ask breaking the silence and with little hope of receiving an answer from the eternal wolves.
'The last part of the curse Zeus cast on us.' Mick answered stopping just outside the forest while he admired the city.
'Zeus, the Greek god?' He said amazed
'This will become a key and weak point in whatever Meridian planned' Marck said, ignoring the winter being.
'We can still resort to breaking the balance, although that would be too exaggerated, the best option is to avoid a confrontation.'
'Isn't it supposed that you above all Mick want to protect the balance?'
'Sacrificing the fantastic beings in this city would be a really low price for keeping the global balance intact and stopping Meridian's follies, but it would still be drastic, we can take care of it in other ways.'
'This will be a huge battlefield for the possible war ahead, Mick.'
'There must be another option other than the war, Marck.'
'Destroy the balance.' Mick repeated again, still quite annoyed at suggesting such a thing.
'You proposing such a thing? It's something I can't believe I'm listening to, you've always been the main defender of all that.' Marck said almost grunting.
'It is only a quiet option, I also repeat, breaking the balance of this place would be an extremely low price for stopping Meridian's plans and maintaining the world balance, also no matter how many fantastic beings can disappear as long as there are enough humans who believe in them, these will exist again, no matter where and when.'
'What is all that about balance and its relationship with humans?' The winter elf intervened in the shell this time.
The brothers looked at each other, wondering, how much in that question could it really be real, they could not understand how a mythical being like him could be misinformed about the balance and union with humans.
'Is that question serious, my friend?' Mick asked.
Jokul simply nodded in response to the raven's doubt.
'Balance is that fine fabric' said Marck, enclosing the last word before resuming his explanation deep breath 'that separates the fantastic and magical world from modern humans, which makes most mythical creatures invisible to the eye. of simple human eyes, but those creatures such as werewolves, vampires, fairies, demons, angels, etc., that have enormous cultural relevance and a significant number of humans believing in their existence are no longer in balance so they are visible to humans in any form, that is why many have a humanoid appearance to go unnoticed, others hide in the deep forests.'
'And what does human belief have to do with its visibility?' I question again the spirit of winter
'You must swear that you will never say a word, about the next explanation that we will give you, that would only complicate the situation even more.' Mick said as he looked up, while looking at the sky.
'I swear it on my own existence.'
'Mark, I'll leave you the explanation again' he said without looking away from the star lights that shone without stopping.
'We humans were too foolish when we first appeared on this earth, to the point that our extreme need for knowledge led us to imagine beings beyond our own capabilities, omnipotent, magical and even too evil beings, in simple words our power To believe is such that we create the gods and all the monsters that exist ...' he stopped while taking a breath to continue 'All the creatures, gods and beings in each of the cultures that have existed are real, and everything because humans created them with powerful imagination, even you exist because of human imagination.'
'Don't talk nonsense, how can I exist by human imagination, if nobody believes in me.'
'Not many believe in you during this time, but I'm sure that when you appeared, enough people believed in you for you to be born, or a higher being believed you.'
'If all this is true, where are the larger creatures?'
'Behind the balance, some sleep in the depths of mountains, forests, oceans for decades, others simply live like you, or fairies and as for the gods they live it by taking turns to watch over their creators, making sure they never remember' Mick answered this time
'And as for the demons, they are sealed by that same human imagination, which limits them as long as the gods exist.' Marck intervened.
'That means, what if a specific number of humans stop believing in a being or god they disappear?' Asked the white-haired young man.
'Some will, others like you, who already have a specific task to perform in this world, will be able to continue to exist so that there is not a single human who believes in them, because now you are part of nature.'
'I can't believe that everything magical in this world has been created by humans and that n ...' the young man with the staff stopped staring at the brothers, 'But you were cursed by Zeus, your wolfish existence is thanks to him, not humans' he said with a thread of tranquility as if he had discovered the truth behind a cruel lie.
'Don't forget that we created the Greek gods, we gave them that superior and unreal power to create, control and disappear whatever they want, well or as far as human imagination allows them, therefore we are indirect creations of our mistakes even as humans' Mick replied with a dark look.
'But we are an existence superior to all of them, capable of living eternally until the same world is extinguished, we do not depend on human belief and there is nothing that makes us die, we are eternal like time itself' added Marck with a bitter look .
The brothers of the time were looking at the night sky, just outside the city where those artificial lights did not block them, the beauty of the sky, looking at the moon in its waning phase, while the sky was a deep black tone, the stars shone beyond what they remembered thousands of lights shining with an intensity, it was a really wonderful scene they were in a middle point behind them, the sky that was over the city paled with color, life and beauty, it was not not even fifty percent of what was the piece of sky that stretched over the forest and beyond where the lights of the neighboring city could not be seen.
'Well, it's time to go to town soon it will be Christmas and I guess you haven't bought anything for Jullie yet, bro, and the stores will be empty by the time we get to town.'
'You suppose wrong this time I go ahead with my Christmas shopping so I have everything ready for in three days.'
'That's new to you, you always leave everything at the last minute, but I hope you haven't bought some nonsense or something too presumptuous, there could be many surprises if that happens.'
'Will you start again with your nonsense of suspicions? She does not suspect a bit that we are mythical beings, rather she thinks that you are dead of jealousy because she goes out with me and not with you.'
The rest of the return was in silence, a reassuring one, where there was nothing but peace, despite the ages they knew how to trust each other.
Time passed, the walk became longer and longer, there was no end in sight, but the cursed wolves enjoyed every moment and step taken, they did not imagine a better fun than this, when they least felt they were already in front of their apartment ready to rest After such an exhausting day, they slowly climbed the stairs, while Jokul said goodbye, because he still had pending tasks in the American continent, Marck slipped the key into the lock and they continued their passage, they immediately noticed that the lights in the room were on , a light aroma of cookies filled the living room, they both made a gesture that they would not know how to explain was between disgust and wanting their suspicions to be false.
'Welcome Marck and Mick, you were I don't know anything about you ho ho ho' said a robust man with a white beard and wearing Christmas clothes, he was none other than Santa Claus.
'We will not be your Christmas elves again' the white wolf replied defensively.
'What Mick is trying to say is, what the hell are you doing here?' Marck answered more politely.
'Well, since you like to get to the point, I need a favor from you' he replied.
'I'm out of this house for a while' said Marck, who was already opening the front door.
'Come on guys don't be so cruel to me, it's a favor for your old friend Santa.'
'If you put it that way ... you can leave at once, we will never work for you again, the last time we were almost burned for supposedly kidnapping you, and that was not something very kind on the part of the people and much less of you, we you left abandoned there.' answered Marck.
'You guys know that I am a being that depends on people believing in me, if I intervened to save them, no one would believe that Santa Claus was what the stories told.'
'Would it have been so bad to keep your old friend Krampus company in the gray zone?' said Marck drinking a juice.
A silence that was too long and full of tension invaded the atmosphere of that small living room where three mythical beings were standing exchanging heavy and guilty glances, Saint Nicholas simply breathed and gave a resigned sigh, preparing his fingers to snap them and thus disappear when Marck broke the silence.
'What do you need us to do this time?' He said quite resigned
'A watchdog, for the Christmas presents I have to deliver in a few nights.'
The faces of the wolves were quite frightening, they felt quite insulted and annoyed by such a request, that he considered them miserable guard dogs had hurt their pride.
'That our curse turns us into canines doesn't give you the right to call us watchdogs, you magical fat shit.' said Marck showing his fangs
'I wasn't talking about you, as far as I remember you could summon a miniature version of cerberos, I want you to help me summon the real cerberus.'
'You do not need a beast of that caliber, Cerberus only obeys the god of death Hades and whoever is capable of defeating him, he is an abominable and very powerful creature, we would never release him in this town.' Mick answered furious with the father of Christmas.
'You don't understand, there is a horrible creature that has been attacking me in different time zones trying to steal the children's gifts, the fewer gifts I steal the better for the balance.'
'The balance does not depend on you, it depends on the magical amount that a creature contributes, you only give the children imagination, you are not at all important for the balance, you are perfectly replaceable by the parents of the children you try so hard to protect.' This time it was Marck who added the hurtful comment.
The tension in those moments was more than perfectly palpable, neither thought to give in to the arguments of the other, it was the decisions that would maintain a being in life and existence itself, while the others could be put at risk with their old enemies, nothing what they were looking for in this city was going well for them, trouble after trouble was all they were getting lately, Santa was about to come out of the chimney when Marck stopped him suddenly.
'But however children are important for the balance, if they who are the ones who believe the most in mythical beasts and gods, if they are affected by something like the loss of illusion in you, this would put the balance in the balance at risk. Christmas creatures, while less illusion exists in the world, the more power they will have Marck, do you want a second dark age perhaps?'
'I am surprised that you are concerned that humanity will be affected again by the dark ages, 1500 years ago you did not give a damn about that, I still remember the children who begged the white wolf for help and were killed by black beasts.' He said while drinking from a bottle of beer.
The next thing that was seen in that room was a huge white wolf throwing itself towards the brother of the bottle, the sofa fell on top of them so the movement of a white tail was all that was seen.
'Guys stop or I will have to intervene, maybe you cannot die like the rest of the humans but you can revive again and again and if one does then this situation will get worse.' Santa said about to snap his fingers.
'Relax, old man in a fat suit, Mick isn't that strong on new moon nights.' Marck said looking out the window as he held the imposing white wolf by the throat and lifted him into the air with one arm 'On these nights the black wolf will always be victorious.' He said to throw his brother across the room, after he hit the ground he became human again.
The situation was too tense, the brothers looked at each other, Mick had a heavy look, full of anger for having lost in such an easy way, meanwhile Marck challenged him with his eyes, he was mocking and confident.
'Go ahead little brother, I have always been superior to you in terms of physical strength, I promise to give you a fight under equal conditions if you wish.'
Mick was simply screaming his teeth against each other, fury was invading him, when that happened a fight between the immortals was sure, but because it was a night without a moon present, the victory of the black wolf was an almost undeniable fact.
'I will be your protector on Christmas night, for now you better go, the primal form of the white wolf is about to emerge, disappear before that happens or you will be his magical lunch, literally.' He said before throwing himself back out of a nearby window.
In the room there were only Santa and a very angry wolf, where Santa snapped his fingers and disappeared, out of nowhere Marck was transformed into a black wolf, running in the middle of the forest. Out of nowhere he jumped by atop a fallen log and returned to human form.
'I haven't seen your primal form in centuries my brother, so at least give me a long fight.'
A huge tree fell to his side, the ancient beast was not seen in the shadows of that night without light, but the few stars allowed Marck to see a smile that was full of pleasure, his fangs grew and a powerful duo of howls was that that silhouette of a man submerged, nothing else was close to them, so those brothers were lost in that immense forest, but both animals and fantastic beasts were restless during the total darkness.