By the White WolfBy the White Wolf3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By the White Wolf
She's come to me now
It's finally over
I pass into the gray
Her visage terrible and wonderful to behold
Her fur stark white
The spirit of death is she
She comes to guide my soul
What remains of me
I still my heartbeat
I quench my breath
She has marked me with the scent of death
Close your eyes and expose your neck
Let her sink her fangs into you throat
Let her bleed you of your spirit
Let her bleed you of your soul
Let her guide you into the gray
There is no family now
No pack to depend on
In the end we start our road alone
We will see the ones we love when she visits them
Stare into her eyes now
It's time to follow her
Time for the finial journey
Time for you to rest
By the White Wolf
Wolf CharmTeeth exposed inWolf Charm3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as snarling growls
escape his throat.
wide at attention,
the warmth of brown
claims his fur coat.
are his claws,
prepared is he
to win your fights.
of his paws,
defending your honor
with all his might.
Upon your heart
where he belongs,
ears tuned in
to every beat.
there to assist
your every feat.
Pounding Head And there was that pounding in his head again beating in his ears like a snare drum keeping the time for the army as lines of cadets marched in the rain, black leather boots crushing puddles to cobblestone and splashing water up like a miniature tsunami. A tsunami which would rise up and swell from the ocean, grabbing at the buildings and pulling them down greedily. Greedy the way the tax man ripped the poor man's home away, leaving him depressed and alone and beaten. Beaten the way the blond woman curled up on her bathroom floor with bruises on her face and arms was by her husband, the husband she can't leave because of some misguided and self-destructive sense of loyalty. Loyalty rooted in the confusion between love and terror, the loyalty felt by the boy who demands his kidnapper not be punished, and psychiatrists gravely announce has developed Stockholm syndrome, the way he falls asleep in her mother's arms, dreaming oPounding Head3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Games Continue...The Games Continue...3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I laughed at another funny comment by Marvel about Glimmer, allowing myself to push his arm slightly. It was very amusing to hear what he had to say about her, since he knew her before the Games. Even then he didn't like her. She was always talking about boys and meaningless things. It's a wonder she could hold up a bow, let alone shoot with it! But Marvel said she was very skilled with the bow and I believed him. He showed his work when we saw Glimmer and Cato practicing their shooting skills. She was almost as skilled as Cato. I was impressed, but that feeling was replaced with disgust when her arrow hit another target perfectly and she rubbed her back against Cato's chest. My lunch was about to leave my stomach, but I noticed Cato looking at us again and held it together. Marvel took my arm and literally dragged me to his favorite place the spear-throwing station. He was very good at it and I made a note to myself not to get on his bad side when there's a spear near by. But I
I'm Going to Find Out - A short storyThirteen year old Emily Frank stood alone in her bedroom in darkness. The drapes were pulled closed over the window to block the night from looking in. A tear fell from her eye, rolled down her face and fell, fell, until it hit the carpet. She pulled out a letter from her pocket that she had written. She opened it, and read it. Immediately, she went to her desk and pulled out a pen, deciding she should write more. The pen waited over the paper but no words came from it. After a hesitation and a frustrated sigh, Emily put the pen down, re-folded the letter, and walked to her bed. It was perfectly made, which matched her perfectly clean room. Emily's childhood friends were neatly perched on her bed, watching her.I'm Going to Find Out - A short story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"They'll never need to clean after me again." Emily whispered to them. She glanced from one stuffed animal to the other. They didn't respond.
"You know, I think you're the only ones who'll notice I'm gone." Her voice cracked with overwhelming sadness, and tears blurred her visio
BRimE_Chapter 2, PART 2Chapter 2 Part 2BRimE_Chapter 2, PART 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rising sun saw the two wolf cubs outside of the den even before Hurit, who usually got up at dawn to spend some time with her mate, and then would come back to them, sweet and affectionate as ever.
"Hello, dad!" Dyami greeted him cheerfully, passing between his paws.
"Dyami!" Mahkan called to him surprised, and ran over to the pup.
"Hi, Daddy!" came Aquene next.
The wolf turned his eyes, even more amazed, and lowered his head from its majestic pose toward his daughter who affectionately put her front paws on his muzzle and rubbed against it with her pointed nose.
"See you later," she greeted him, running after her brother.
Mahkan sat, watching them run towards the Great Meadow with a smile, somewhat sad and nostalgic at the same time.
"What's wrong, Mahkan?" Hurit asked coming up beside him.
The leader of the pack remained motionless for a moment before quickly turning to face his mate.
"Hmm ... What?"
"Are you starting to feel old?" Hurit laughed.
SasuNaru A Lone Wolf's Love 1SasuNaru A Lone Wolf's Love Chapter 1SasuNaru A Lone Wolf's Love 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I don't own these characters! This story is SasuNaru with Naru being a girl because I don't think it would make sense otherwise. Naru is still going to be Naruto, not Naruko because I hate that name! If you don't like it don't read it!!
A wolf pack could be seen from a distance and to humans, it was a normal gathering and a normal pack of wolves but to the other animals of the forest, even the other wolves, that was not the case. This pack of wolves in particular was the Uchiha pack, one of the strongest packs in the forest and none would dare mess with them when they were angry or do anything to make them angry for that matter. None were that stupid, especially today. The Uchiha pack was celebrating the birth of another of their leader's pups. It was a glorious day as usually the leader of the pack only ever had one pup at a time. They all howled in joyous congratulations when the young pup awoke, of course, it's eyes were still closed and would b
A Trader From Far AwayA Trader From Far Away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A trader came to town today
He came from a land far away
He many things for sale
From freaky clothes to fruited ale
I, being the good soul that I am,
Gave him the tour of the town
I showed him the upsides and the down
When we neared the end of the tour
I took him in my humble store
"This all so weird," he said
"In my town no one bakes your bread
Or sows your thread
You just learn to do it
Or end up dead.
But the strangest thing of all
Is all the silver that you wear
It's on your clothes and in your hair.
Why do you replace it with sand?"
"Sand?" I spluttered a bit taken a back
For I was in my finest silver
His latest word sunk in like a sliver
From rotten wood rack
A heated hateful infection spread
From my heart to my head
Rage broke out cautions cage
"We wear silver, unlike you,
Because we, are not peasants
Who flaunt feathers like pheasants!"
Face locked he looked of shocked
After a minute he replied
"I'd rather wear feathers than rock
But either way I have made you upset
And that I
Akhors SongAkhors Song12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
yet bound to earth
of mortal birth
Black as night
and light as day
That\'s here to stay
and golden eyes
Above the truth
and all the lies
In the depths
Of twisted pain
A past that\'s slain
Wolf Pack Part 1 August took off, dirt flying from under his paws. The smell was not old. It was fresh. Very fresh. The pack did not know, could not know, the danger they were in. He was the only one... The smell was overpowering. So close. So close... He shifted his weight to his left paw, leaning into the last bend to explode into the camp.Wolf Pack Part 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The wolf skidded to a halt, nearly careening into a pile of rubble. Jumping back, August glanced around. Any scent of the pack was quite stale, if not gone entirely. The wide cave that had stood there before had been reduced to a mass of broken stone, snapped treelings, and bones. The StonePool that had connected to Snake River was blocked away, and dry.
Lowering his head, he began to sniff for one of the pack's scent trails. Snake River held none, not that he had expected it to. "Water never holds, that's why we camp near it." he mumbled. The cave smelled only of death, of o
You know,"You know, there's somebody up there."You know,5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We were in school then, and sometimes we'd just spend the summer nights lying on his roof and looking up at the planets and stars until we fell asleep in each other's arms. We'd lie there and sometimes he'd say, "You know, there's somebody up there." You mean aliens, I'd ask, you know, with the green skin and the U.F.O.s and the phasers and whatever else. He'd say no, silly, he didn't mean aliens, he meant God, and he'd laugh, you know, but it must have hurt him, me not knowing God and all that. He always went to church and he never swore and he never got drunk with the other guys and we didn't have sex. I asked him why, and he said it was because he loved God. Did he love God more than he loved me, I asked, and he didn't hesitate for long before he said "Yes." But you know, I liked him that way. I liked that he didn't try to touch me or ask if he could see me naked like the other guys would say to their girlfriends. I loved that he loved God more
WolvesLuna, our Mother,Wolves7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
We raise our voices to her;
The Full Moon smiles.
Running beneath her,
Not once do we go awry
With her guiding help.
Never fails to bring sweet change
From twilight to Night.
Her glee at making
Us, eternal servants, hunt;
She sees everything.
But we cannot stop
Time from passing, its just life.
Light is hesitant--
But only at first.
Before we know it, the sun
Has taken back rule.
His rule of the sky,
Just as Lunas, is never
Lasting, a promise.
A commitment to
All to return, as Night falls;
Eager, we await it.
BRimE_Chapter 3Be Reflected In My EyesBRimE_Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh" The Song of the Little Hunter by Rudyard Kipling
The new day saw Maska wandering alone without any destination, at least not at first. He had not met with his father again, not imagined that the wolf had not yet left and that he was alone on his favorite hill, taking the time to reflect not on more pressing plans of combat, but rather on the recent times of his troubled life, or rather, that of his family, more and more broken with the passing of days. Perhaps, now, time was the enemy of which he had a greater fear. Xan, for the role he had, was a relatively young age if compared to that of Mahkan and the Head of the Tundra's packs, which had already passed the youth of their years some springs ago. However, you could not deny the fact that Xan was a brilliant strategist, as much as the rest of them, if not more so, since he had suffered the greatest number of attacks and c
The Human WolfMy soul is that of a wolfsThe Human Wolf7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My body is of a humans
This combination of existence
Is what makes me unique from those of this world
Instinct is what drives my body
No emotion controls me
The kill is what I long for
But human laws can not be tore
I swore I would cry to the moon
Before I die
This is the wolf in me
And I shall not hide it from thee
Angelic mythswhen i was little, i always thought thatAngelic myths6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you were supposed to shine
with light that came from some distant kingdom
that none has ever seen
they said you should have wings
snowy, white and feathered;
only the special ones may have more than two
offering protection within a downy shield
but I've grown up since that age of whispered stories
I've found that they were wrong
the light i see in you, glows brightly from inside
guiding me through this land of shadowed dark
not needing wings to lift me up,
always helping me to find my way back
to a smile. your kind words bring,
send, my ever falling heart into a world
I'm living like I'm dyingI am living like I am dyingI'm living like I'm dying7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am laughing like I am crying
I am letting go, like I am still trying
I am okay like I am not fine
I realize its all in the past like a feeling it could have last,
I think I have moved on like there is nowhere I belong,
Ive forgotten the meaning of a kiss, like it meant the taste of your lips
I think of sunshine, but I imagine an eclipse.
I know life will bring more, like leaving me behind a closed door,
I'll survive every pain, like dying every night was not a fun game,
I stay awake in sleep, like I have more promises to keep.
I believed every word you said, like beautiful lies didn't exist.
Heartache is only imaginary, like I'm begging for a cure,
its not like you're never happy again, like I can recall the last time I was,
it hurts but its not the end of the world, like there is more to lose?
life is not just about 'love', like love is all there is to life.
A Night For The White Wolf..."Tonight is the full moon, and she is mine"A Night For The White Wolf...11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the white wolf tells himself.
He awaits her under light of the full moon.
Tonight is the night he has awaited,
and she shall soon return.
soon he shall catch her sweet scent,
soon he shall taste her.
soon she will be his again.
Tonight is the night of the White Wolf.
The night is his...
give to him by the moon.
He looks up,
as a familiar figure approaches.
Tonight...love is his to own...
Days Don't DieDays Dont DieDays Don't Die5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ive heard others
comment about the dying day,
but I disagree.
How can it be dying,
when I still feel its warmth
touching the grass where I lay
and touching my entire being?
Eventually night will wrap me in its
but I fear not the dark
or its creatures.
My cautious steps have brought me this far.
To this place where I know
Where I stand
wondering if anyone will come along
and in kindness pause long enough.
Yet, I am not sad
because I believe
that one day I will meet someone
who will once again show me
that I am capable of
It is just that the journey is long
but what journey that has
Tales of old dont speak
of one day adventures
where the hero has instant success;
its all a process.
Its those who can withstand the process
that are the true heroes,
however, I dont believe
that my story will be one heroic
or for ages to come.
Few will know my name or tell my tale.
How Wolves FeelsHow Wolves Feels2 years ago in Drama More Like This
When you know that your family is all for you, when you know that you are free like any other wolves. Yes, that's how wolves feels but in each wolves hearts, there's fear. A lot of fear. About you humans! Yes, I'm a wolf. I'm not scare of you I just don't understand you! You, humans, are killing us. Why? Sports, pleasure! We are wolves. We are not a danger. You are the danger. We kill for food and that's it. You kill us for pleasure and sports scores. Just think about it a few seconds. We are able to defend us against you and that, you know it. Just listen to me, I'm a wolf and I don't want you to kill one more wolf. We all hate you now.
DawnxCynthia- ConvincingCynthia held Dawns hand as they walked into her home. They walked upstairs and into her mother's room. Unfortunately though,she wasn't there. Dawn let out a long sigh. She walked Cynthia back to her room.DawnxCynthia- Convincing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cynthia sat on the floor beside Dawn's bed and Dawn sat on Cynthia's lap. Cynthia put her arms around Dawn and kissed her cheek.
The young blunette was deep in thought.
What would they do when her mother came back home? Obviously she wasn't going to make out with Cynthia in her home again and risk getting caught by her mother like last time. In frustration,Dawn buried her face in Cynthia's chest. Cynthia slowly petted Dawns head as an act of comfort.
"Everything will be fine," Cynthia reassuringly said.
"We can't be sure about that," Dawn mumbled.
"I'll have a talk with her."
"I'll try my best."
Cynthia sat on the living room couch,while Dawn stayed put in her room. Honestly,the Ch
I Drew Your Face on the Wall I Drew your face on the wall,I Drew Your Face on the Wall7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two Cold eyes..
Raised curly lashes..
A Roman nose..
A non-existent upper lip,
Long, slender neck..
.. dripped-dry hair clinging to your face.
The way you stared at me for hours,
It blew life back in me,
You were all quiet,
Were you too shy to say you missed me?
Maybe you were too ashamed to look me in the eye,
and say that you Love me?
Today, Ill make you listen,
Listen to what I say,
Ill hold your hand and take your breath away.
Ill run my fingers through your hair,
Ill make all your fears disappear.
Ill show you the curves in velvet,
Los amantes del alba, morby.Los amantes del alba, morby.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Mordecai y Rigby, los dos mejores amigos unidos por una gran y hermosísima amistad, estaban jugando plácidamente unos entretenidos videojuegos, hasta que Mordecai el arrendajo habló.
-Ya me aburrí de jugar, voy a ver a Margaret- dijo el plumífero azul guapo brillante.
Rigby al oír esas palabras, un rayo le partió el alma con un dolor insoportable y profundo, el sabía que esa plumífera de rojo como el infierno era una ramera cualquiera sin alma y sin escrúpulos, que nomas se entregaba a cualquiera que se le cruzara en su camino llamándolo novio, jugando con el corazón dolido y confundido del pobrecito de Mordito, haciéndolo creer que esta era su novia, jugando con pajarito celeste en un una trampa sin escape de su cuerpo y alma.
-¡Espera!- Exclamo el chico cafecito de ojitos tiernos y cariñosos.
Rigby no quería decirle a su mejor amigo que lo amaba con todo su pequeño-gr