Author's note: I have been inspired by many things! Mostly my friends, always encouraging me to write these sily... Show full author's note »
Truth Be ToldWe walked into the hut. It wasn’t much. It had a round wood table with a burning candle on it in a bowl. To the left there was a glass case with armor in it to fit a wolf. To the right was a glass box full of candles. It had one round window in the back. It smelled like oranges and blood.
“What do you eat?” I asked trying to start a conversation.
“I hunt. I leave it in here and feast on it whenever I want. I finished it just before you came,” Huntch said as I saw a big bloody
“O-kay. So tell me about these warrior guys,” I asked.
He ignored me and walked outside again. Some much for being social. He mumbled a few words of some whatchamacallit language or the ancient language of the Mobon Pack. I can’t tell which sounded more reasonable. After Huntch had finished saying his mumbo-jumbo, the vines slithered away and the leaves flew around hectically like someone had turned on a giant leaf blower and blew them all away. I ducked and shielded my eyes. When I arose and removed my paws from my face, I saw a giant circle engraved in the ground.
“This is the Circle of Life,” he said pointing his head over to it. Wow. Mr. Obvious just told me that the circle was a circle. I stepped closer. It was a big tan colored circle with seven smaller circles with symbols in them around the circumference and each of the seven smaller circles had a line coming from them to the middle of the circle. For something “ancient” it looked like it was just carved not too long ago. I guess the leaves had protected it pretty good. In the middle there was a bigger circle that had a symbol as well that all the lines connected to.
“So what?” I asked rudely. Huntch gave me a cold stare. I looked away.
“This circle is the one of the Four Wonders in the Mobon Pack. The symbols stand for the warriors wolves of Fire ( ), Earth ( ), Water ( ), Wind ( ), Ice ( ), Light ( ), Darkness ( ), and Harmony ( ).” Huntch said dramatically with a beam of sunlight over him.
“Wow. Do they have names?” I asked happily. I was actually interested in something for once. I wanted to know and learn something. I had a huge smile on my face. It was so big it could have ripped my cheeks.
“Yes. The Warrior of Fire is Pyrus. The Warrior of Water is Trident. The Warrior of Wind is Fornax. The Warrior of Ice is Krystal. The Warrior of Earth is Cathus. The Warrior of Light is Rez. The Warrior of Darkness is,” he paused. “Loupus.”
I jumped back involuntarily in shock. I shook my head trying to shake it out of my head. My eyesight began to blur. My paws trembled and I shook all over. I put my paws over my head and closed my eyes. No, it can’t be true. My father can’t be the Warrior of Darkness. Doesn’t that mean I have darkness in my heart too? I am his son.