To Dream Of The Hunt...To Dream Of The Hunt...3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I went to bed hungry, and God! how I dreamed---
Running over hill and dale on four mighty paws,
Hungry and dreadful my voice as I bayed and howled!
A flock of sheep lay before me,
In a moonlit meadow of grass and sweet clover
And high-spraying blood that shone black on the ground
As I killed and killed and killed!
Glutted, I loped over the reeking red hill
And slunk into a darkling wood to slumber...
Retching, I wake up with wool in my mouth
And a well-gnawed sheep's head for a pillow---
Merciful God, not again...
Dog DaysDog Days2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Damnit, it’s hot,” Donnie moaned. The air conditioner back home had broken down—clogged with fur, a regular hazard where he now lived. And it couldn’t have chosen a worst time to give up the ghost. It was one of those days of blistering heat that even your own skin feel like too many layers. He and his best friend were already down to their underwear, lying on towels under an oak by the lake. But it was not enough. He smacked Sammy’s arm—a tactical risk, as any retaliation from his six-foot-six-inch friend would cause serious damage to his own four-foot-five-inch self. But then, revenge wasn’t in the man’s nature. “Couldn’t you have turned me into something without a fur coat? It’d be nice to be able to turn into something cooler instead of hotter.”
Sammy gazed at him with half-hearted annoyance. “Least you don’t have a full fur coat.”
“That’s true, I
THE HUNTER'S LAW PROLOGUE 1THE HUNTER'S LAWTHE HUNTER'S LAW PROLOGUE 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By Tsukikoko & Chine-Calibur
"Now, for your final test."
The words echoed through the young teenage boy's ears like a thunderstorm. He winced, staring through the blizzard cutting its path through the northern forest. Summer never came to this place. As it stood, it was mid-winter, bringing temperatures too harsh for a man to endure without proper provisioning. But endure this boy did. He stared at the accompanying figure of the tall, stocky man who had addressed him. The voice of the one he recognized as 'father'. Snow stung the boy's eye, causing him to shudder and wince once more .
"Son, you must prevail of your own strength, I must not help you know." Such cruel words, yet said in a mild but suggestively caring manner only brought confusion to the brunette-haired child. The voice rattled into his eardrums again, pounding upon the inside of his cranium as they were spoken. "JJ, you must learn to fight for your survival. Either you live, or you die. Ti
Werewolf psychology June 2014Normal werewolf psychologyWerewolf psychology June 20148 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
To describe the normal werewolf mind, imagine a human mind add in a love of meat and the outdoors, hunting, and the constant desire to do something active or productive. Werewolves do get tiered like everyone else and often like to relax and slow down at times too. It can not be too emphasized that the werewolf mind is one mind, human reasoning and wolfish instinct. Often it is a unique mixture between nature and the wilderness of today's modern world. This being said it is important to examine the effects of this mixture.
An important note about instinct. Instinct is preprogrammed response to certain environments or situations. It is not something one realizes before the event, but rather during. It is easier to avoid instinctual action than to change or stop it in the act, but can be stopped with effort.
Logic and reasoning is a good first place to examine the werewolf mind. In observation, most werewolves think in way
WerewolfWerewolf3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Upon the hill you see a werewolf
Howling at the bright, full moon
To someone among the stars
Unfortunately, a slave to the moon's will
For all eternity
Then back into the forest
He hunts in the forest
The forsaken body of a werewolf
Writhing pain and agony in an eternity
Still a Werewolf at HeartTo be free, a concept for that people have fought and died over for centuries but what does it really mean? We call ourselves a ‘free society’ but it seems as if we are nothing more than slaves. Slaves to debt, slaves to fashion, slaves to society’s expectations but most of all, slaves to the mistakes of our pasts. But what does it truly mean to be free? Is it wrong of me to want to want to get away from all the pressure and restrictions to live a life of pure independence? It was these ‘cabin fever’ like feeling which led me to fall in love with werewolves.Still a Werewolf at Heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have always been interested in animals but it was only three short years ago that I became fascinated with werewolves. The idea of true and unrestricted freedom, the idea of becoming something greater than myself, and most of all the pure connection to nature I craved more than anything.
I know I sound like a spoiled brat, I have nothing really to complain about because I have lived a very go
Amelia Smith's guide to werewolves:SPECIES: werewolf (Homo-Sapiens Lupus).Amelia Smith's guide to werewolves:2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Like Any other human being, usually thin/lean due to a fast metabolism.
Fur usually matches their natural hair color.
Eyes are usually gold/yellow, and sometimes red. Unless the individuals human form has blue eyes, in which case, the werewolf form will have blue eyes as well.
Height and weight varies, growth remains the same as a normal human.
Usually larger, with a more wolf-like appearance.
Muscles are well defined, but are usually masked by thick fur which covers the entire body.
Thick scruff surrounds the neck, protecting it in the event of a fight.
Almost always have a long tail, used for balance when walking/running.
Like any other normal human.
Almost always quadrapedal, though their body does allow for standing bipedal with the
Red Wolf - Chapter 1Chapter 1Red Wolf - Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the windows in the car were pulled down so the wind could blow some cold air on us while we sat there listening to some music in silence on our way to our new home. No correction, my new home and mom's old one. I was angry with her, why did we have to move back to the town that she had left and hadn't looked back at.
She had never told me anything about it, mom had always told me that she didn't know who dad was and that her parents were dead, it had all been a lie. She hadn't told me anything until last year when I shifted for the first time.
She hadn't told me anything about being... well being a werwolf.
''Are you going to be mad at me forever?'' I could hear my mom ask in a little bit of a sad tone, I hadn't spoken to her since we had gotten in to the car at the motel.
''I don't know.'' I answered back because I was still angry but I guess I had to say something.
''Seriously Aya!'' She shouted and pulled the car over and stopped it, we where somewhere in nowhere.
MikkyD's Phil hated MikkyD’s.MikkyD's5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had nothing against MikkyD’s specifically; he was sure that he’d feel the same way about any other fast food provider if he had to work there. But he worked at MikkyD’s. And it was pure torture.
Phil adjusted his too-small black cap, which sat on his folded-down ears, and slipped another sinus-numbing pill (to allow him to work in such a odorous environment) , as the next customer walked up to his cash register. Some guy in his mid-30’s who looked like he’d eaten at this very MikkyD's his whole life. He had been staring at the Menu for the past 3 minutes and Phil was livid. Why do people take so long staring at the menu? I mean, really, it’s MikkyD’s! Everything on the menu is gross, so no matter what you pick, you’ll regret it. Just pick something!
The balding 30yr old finally looked down from the menu and seemed to experience a stroke when he saw the seven foot tall Phil.
“What are you st
A Different Kind of Wolf“Mom, Ava is eating a slug!”A Different Kind of Wolf1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Scott Friedmann’s ears twitched back against his head. Some noises were harder to leave behind than the human’s annual fireworks celebration.
His wife Sonya rocked little Lexi on her knee and failed to respond with the same sense of urgency that colored their oldest daughter’s voice. “It’s all right, Sweetie,” she said. “It won’t hurt her.”
Hannah would not be dissuaded. “But it’s gross!” she said.
Scott chuckled. He turned away from the venison kabobs he was rotating over the campfire and took in the scene.
Hannah’s ears were flattened against her skull and her lips wrinkled away from her teeth. She held out a hand but hesitated, as if thinking through some way to get the slug out of the toddler’s grasp without having to touch it.
Mrs. Kirkland was the closest adult female, as well as a trusted babysitter. She smiled and patted her kn
The Freedom Chaser's: The Moon's SonChapter OneThe Freedom Chaser's: The Moon's Son2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The florescent lighting was giving Nick a headache, right in his temple, but he didn’t bother closing his eyes. It had been like this every morning for the past three years of his life, but it might not be that way ever again. He looked to the clock and frowned when he saw that it was seven pm—he’d slept the day away. He’d only done that a few times on the night after and he was surprised he had done it today.
The television playing on the glass of the right wall was grumbling the same thing every day: the history of World War III. He could recite it by memory, so he didn’t bother paying attention, though he would admit that he’d miss waking up to the familiar sound.
He sat up and ran his hand through his hair, pushing the few locks that fell to his brow to the side. His
My Werewolf DefinitionCelestialwolf's Werewolf DefinitionMy Werewolf Definition5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
1. What is a werewolf?
2. How are they created?
2.1 The Bite
3 Anatomy, characteristics, attributes
3.1 Human Form
3.2 Gestalt (True Werewolf) form
3.3 Wolf Form
3.4 All three forms
4 The Shifting Process
5 World and Society
7 Werewolf Encyclopedia
8 Other interesting werewolf definitions
What is a werewolf?
A Werewolf is a human capable of assuming the form of a wolf or a combination of wolf and human (gestalt) at will while enjoying greater physical abilities than normal human
Lupus IntusYou fight against the bonds I’ve made for you;Lupus Intus1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
rip and tear at the walls of the cage,
You bark and growl and hate everything about me,
because I can never let you go.
You want to run free across the open world;
too fast for any chains to catch you.
You want to rejoice at the moon and taste the night air,
without fear of my dark cell.
You know release will never come;
we are slaves to one another.
You are trapped here with me in this darkness,
where no one can find us.
Because without you I am completely empty inside.
Dear parents,Dear parents,Dear parents,1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm sorry I keep messing up I'm sorry I keep making mistakes I'm sorry for everything I have ever done to upset you.
You don't understand how it feels to be to lost or frustrated at the age of fifteen, I'm sorry I can't make good grades or be good in sports.
I'm sorry I can never make you happy or impress you...I try though I try all the damn time to make you happy.
But it's never enough I always mess up does that give you the right to treat me like shit? Like I am nothing to you?
I was told by a good friend that mistakes are just lesson learned why can't you understand that.
I'm sorry I can't be perfect like everyone else I'm sorry I can't be what you want me to be I'm sorry for being such a screw up.
I'm sorry that I forget important things but that doesn't mean I don't care about it? I'm sorry for writing this.
I'm sorry I can't pass my Star test, I'm sorry I'm not good at math I'm sorry for stressing you out but you're not the only one.
I'm sorry for never being brave
Lunacy: Becoming a WerewolfBy the time we managed to pull out of the little cabin that Krissie’s parents lived in, the sun was pretty much gone. I couldn’t really tell if it had set yet- spring was always the middle ground of sunset, not too early but not late- due to both the woods of northern Minnesota, and the overcast sky. By the time I turned our little Impala sedan on the highway south towards Minneapolis, it was starting to rain.Lunacy: Becoming a Werewolf2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I kept down a sigh as I turned on the windshield wipers, only to see an empty road.
“We could have just spent the night, you know,” Krissie said from the passenger seat. “Mom and Dad always love having guests.”
I huffed. “Don’t worry, it’s just some rain. Besides, there’s some stuff I had planned when we get back… Not to mention, your dad was getting a little hard to deal with.”
“Oh, Martin,” she sighed. “I know you guys don’t see eye to eye, but you don’
A Wolf's MoonA Wolf’s MoonA Wolf's Moon2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Full and proud, the packs howl loud,
There is blood in the air; there is a feast on this night,
Compelled by the moon, filled with joy by its tune,
Every year at this time we gather before the Wolf’s Moon.
* * *
The mingling of human and wolf voices battered the trees and rose to the heavens. They filled the night with their haunting melody because, even as they were beautiful, it was the sound of the wild and the untamed.
On this night, the humans in the small Italian city did not leave the warmth and safety of their homes, superstitions and pure instinct warning them away from such preternatural happenings.
Heather couldn’t help but smile. Her blood pulsed with an ancient and exhilarating joy as it always did on this momentous occasion. Yet, she paused and sniffed the air, searching for a familiar and longed for scent.
When she did not find it immediately, she decided to wait, but only for a short while.
It was a cold January evening and it had
Howls of the WolvesBeast that dwells inside meHowls of the Wolves2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Held within the shell of man
Screams of the human
Change to the howl of the beast
Fingers changing into claws
Fangs descending, they can already taste the kill
Flesh to fur
Jaws send out a howl of the beast
Moonlight breaks the night
You are my moonlight
As we run free through the dark forest
Howling like the beast we are.
No Such Thing as a Simple MissionI have heard some people say knowledge is power while others believe ignorance is bliss. I choose to agree with both expressions because I know how true they can be. For generations, my family and I have used our knowledge to battle the dark, twisted and horrifying evil that lies just beyond the sight of humanity. Our skills and information have helped us succeed but if the public knew of the dangers that threaten them, they could be driven insane with fear. For some, it is best that they know as little as possible. For others, knowing the full picture could mean the difference between life and death.No Such Thing as a Simple Mission2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Years of training with my family prepared me for my duty and my latest mission unfolded precisely as I had anticipated. Although it may have seemed like a routine Purge, everyone in my family knows there is nothing routine or simple about killing a werewolf. Nevertheless, I was determined to strike as quickly as possible to prevent the target’s escape and I was ready for anyt
Toby's Super Awesome Guide...Toby's Super Awesome Guide...4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Toby's Super Awesome Guide to many Werewolf Things
Alpha-(α) The Executive leader of the Clan and overseer of the entire territory. The selection of an Alpha is done by popular vote there is also an interim alpha which are the runner up. Interim Alphas only serve until a new Election is held. Any werewolf can apply to be an Alpha. At the age of 6, Toby was the youngest to be elected and the interim served the position until Toby would be able to perform his duty. The implied criteria for an Alpha is abnormal strength, cunning, strict morals, bravery, compassion, and intelligence, but this interpretation of the criteria is entirely up to the voter.
Anthro- A Greek based word meaning Human-like. This is the 2nd form werewolves may take. The physical characteristics that the 2nd form differs from the 1st are: Longer nails, protruding teeth, yellow or golden eyes, Taller, more muscle, pointed ears, longer hair, raspy voice, fur more noticeable, and nose is
The Next Phase: Chpt 1 The Midnight Exchange“Come on, could you give it a rest? You’re making me jumpy.”The Next Phase: Chpt 1 The Midnight Exchange2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Sorry. It’s just that being inside for this long isn’t working for me. I gotta move.”
“What do you mean ‘this long’? We’ve only been here since sundown.”
“Ha! That’s easy for you to say. You always loved this kind of thing but it’s like a cage in here.”
“So much for all that training I suppose? Well, you won’t have to worry about it for much longer. There’s about 20 minutes until midnight.”
Agent Noah Conrad lowered his glowing wristwatch and returned his eyes to the tripod-mounted spotting scope he had trained on the hotel across the street. His partner, Agent Arthur Williams, anxiously paced across the dark and empty room they had chosen for the stakeout. Although Noah insisted he would adapt to the scents in the abandoned flat, Arthur tried to clear his nose of the dusty odor in the air.