Of Wolf and Man (First Draft)

An ancient clan of shape shifting wolfs, are threatened by a special government division, who wish to wipe them out; causing humans to be the only dominant species. With tension running high within the clan, and humans growing closer on the wolves's trail; Shiro, the snow-colored, red-eyed, wolf, must keep peace and protect the ones he loves.


1. The Snow-Colored, Red-Eyed, Wolf. Vol.1



The smell of blood filled the cold forest with a stench, so strong, that it could be traced miles away. A daunting man stood before a carcass of a wolf; his breath was short, and in his hand held a blood dripping knife. He wiped his sweaty forehead, cleaning his knife dry with a cloth, then proceeded to drag the wolf into a burlap sac. The blood of the wolf remained stained on the white snow, leaving a chilling aroma. The dark clothed man sat peacefully next to a tree, smiling in pleasure from his accomplishment. Flipping open a cell phone, the man dialed a number. “I think I took out one of their scouts.” He said into the phone; his ice chilled breath could be seen. 

Another voice responded from the receiver, “Were you followed?”

“W-what?” The man’s voice trembled. 

“I said, were you followed?”

The man’s next few words stuttered to no end, “T-there’s no w-way I was followed!”

“Goodbye.” The receiver left those last eerie words, and hung up.    

The man panicked, and flew to his feet, looking everyway for any enemies. His breath picked up haste, and he started to pace in circles. With nothing in sight, the man started to feel silly for panicking so much. His eyes glanced at something that made him take a double take, but nothing was there. He turned around, but this time he saw it again. There in front of him gleamed two blood filled eyes, that looked like they were floating in midair; but they weren’t floating, yet the body of the eyes were white as the snow that surrounded the man. 

“So another one, huh?” The man taunted at the snow colored wolf. In response, the wolf snarled its teeth , then letting out a bark that filled the forest with ringing vibrations. The man took his stance, and stood very aggressive with his knife out front. The wolf leaned down, as if to pounce, and took his own stance. Seconds passed, as each of them waited for an opening. The man let out a slight breath, and with that, the wolf took his strike. The man jabbed at him, but the wolf quickly pounced to the right. The wolf lunged his jaw at the mans right arm, digging deep within his flesh. Blood squirted up as soon as teeth met skin. The man let out a painful scream, and dropped his knife. The wolf went for the kill, rushing at high speed, and ripped out his throat with great ease. 

The man squirmed on the floor, before bleeding out. The snow was painted red, and the wolf was no where to be seen; along with the wolf’s carcass in the burlap sac. The forest was quiet, just like it should be.








It was early in the morning, and the kids, of this mountain town, were getting ready for school. Many of them were at dismay of the returning of school, but not all. One girl was excited to go to school, and was eager as any straight A student would be. Most of her winter break was spent alone, while most of her friends went out of town. She was excited for break to end, though she may be the only one. She looked in her mirror, combing her short, light brown hair. Her hair flipped from the sides, and gave a wild look to her. She zipped her navy blue fleece jacket, and wrapped her scarlet scarf over her neck. “Naomi, hurry, or you’ll be late!” A motherly voice could be heard from down the hall. 

“I am, I am!” Naomi hollered back down. She slipped over her satchel, and headed down. Naomi was girl who always did the right thing, or at least the normal thing. She never wanted to adventure past any normality. She just hoped, that one day, her good grades would get her out of this small city; that’s all that mattered. 

She didn’t care much for dating, as most boys her age are immature, and she kept a small group of friends. Many boys asked her out, and many girls wanted to be friends, but she always distanced herself; never to stray of the path of a better future. As time goes on though, she wondered if she really wanted to keep this lonely lifestyle. 

Naomi opened the front door, and engulfed the morning air. “I suppose life isn’t worth much if I don’t have anyone to enjoy it with….” She thought. Being solitary this break, gave a new outlook of what her future might become. “…I’ll make a vow to myself then, the next spontaneous opportunity that arises, I shall accept it; in my new way of living life.” Naomi took a few steps forward, and embraced this new way of thinking.

Oddly, most of the town was flat, even due to being in a mountainous region. It was a decent size town, with many people in it, but they’re spread out through the region; giving the illusion it was small. Naomi lived here for all 17 years of her life, rarely leaving for trips. She use to love it here more than anything, but one thing life taught her was, nothing lasts forever; even feelings. When she was ten, her dad passed away to cancer, and with her dad, her love for this city left too. He taught Naomi everything there was to love about nature, and how to appreciate the quieter side of life.

She use to love snow more than the average person, but looking at it now leaves a painful feeling. The times of making snowmen and angels are over, and so are morning Christmas days. Ever since the passing of her father, she just wanted to leave this town. 




The morning bell rang for class, and Naomi was already patiently waiting at her desk. She was having a hard time keeping her mind clear, because of what she saw this morning on the way to school. She tapped on her half asleep friend Val, and spoke to her with a light whisper, “Hey Val?”

“Eh-ugh…” Val’s head was resting on her hand, and she was about to topple over and could barely speak a word. 

“Val!” Naomi’s voice heighten a tad, and shook her a bit violently.

“What?!” Val’s voice caught the attention of the teacher and the rest of the classmates. The teacher gave a stern look, and turned back to the whiteboard. “What do you want? I was having a good dream.” Val whispered angrily.

“I was just wondering, are there wolves around this area?”

“Huh, Why are you asking me? You are the genius around here.”

“I just wanted your input.”

 “Well, I’m sure there has to be, but why are you asking?”

“I’ve been here my whole life, but not once have I seen a wolf; but today, I saw a pure white wolf, with bloodshot eyes!” Naomi’s voice grew a little with excitement.

“That sounds kind of creepy, if you ask me.” 

“It wasn’t though, it had a very calm presence.”

“That’s cool…” Val’s voice started to drift off, as did her eyes.

Naomi ignored the fact the her friend was sleeping, and continued to talk to herself, “The weird thing is, that was a tundra wolf, and those only live in the arctic regions. Maybe it was a timber wolf who was albino! But can they even turn albino? I’m sure some can…” She started to ramble, and with each sentence her voice was louder. 

A boy that sat in front of Naomi leaned back in his chair, far enough to where Naomi could hear what he had to say, “Hey, do you like talking to yourself?” 

Naomi blushed and scanned the room. Everyone was looking at her with laughable expressions, and the teacher stood in front of her with his arms crossed. Naomi’s eyes widen, and her whole face was red. “Miss Reid, I think this is the wrong class to be talking about animals.” She sunk her head in, and nodded. 



When lunch came, Naomi headed to the library and did some research on albino wolves. Apparently, they don’t exist, and most people mistake them for arctic wolves. She was dumbfounded at the fact there was a wolf like that here. “But why?” spun through her head endlessly. 

The last bell of the day rang, and with that, the students fled. Naomi went back down the road she came, and kept a look out for the wolf. She had no clue what she would do if she found said wolf, but she was interested. 

She headed to the road where she caught eyes with the white wolf, and began searching for clues. The road was mostly dirt, and had a rocky hill standing on one side, with flat forest on the other side. On top of the hill was flat, which held the biggest part of the city. The forest was filled with snow, and looking at it all, gave her far off memories. After standing in silence for a moment, she walked over to two leafless trees. In between the two trees was the spot where the snow colored wolf sat, staring at her with peaceful blood stained eyes. Naomi headed to the exact spot the wolf was sitting to see if there any evidence of  existence. It wasn’t snowing at the moment, so any paw prints should still remain. 

After some searching, she found where the wolf sat, but something baffled her. There wasn’t any paw prints leading to the main spot, but instead, there was human shoe prints. Naomi shook her head and rubbed her eyes, but no matter how many times she did that, there was still human foot prints. At one point, there was a wolf paw and a human foot print right next to each other. “This is some joke, right?” she wanted to believe, but the evidence remained. The prints lead off, and formed back into human’s again. Blinded by curiosity, she continued to follow them. 

The path she followed seemed familiar, but why? After a few minutes of following the prints, she stopped and inspected the scenery. Naomi let out a soft gasp to her acknowledgement; the road that followed her path, was the way she walked to school. “W-was the wolf following me?” she accidentally said out loud. 

Naomi kept following the path until it strayed off left, deeper into the forest. She looked, and the road that lead up the hill, to her school, turned right. “So he followed me as far as he could? But why? Wolves don’t have that kind of thinking pattern, but then again, I might be dealing with something else.” She wanted to turn back, but she promised to do the first crazy thing to be asked; and right now she, herself, is asking what is this thing. So she turned left, deeper into the forest.

The last time she went this far was when she went camping with her dad. Fond memories of her dad appeared in her head. Her dad always use to say, “Curiosity killed the cat, ‘but’ if the cat never died for knowledge, people today would be a lot more dumber.” Naomi smiled at that, and gained some comfort.

She ended up at a spot where there was a small boulder that formed into a hill, and next to the boulder was a very small pond. She decided to take a breather, and sat at the end of the pond, looking up at the boulder. There was a tree stump where Naomi decided to sit. She stretched for a bit, taking in the cool air. After gaining comfort, she opened her satchel for a water bottle. She took a few sips to clear her thirst.

A small snowflake landed on Naomi’s nose, and soon after, there was more falling down. “Oh no…” She spoke out loud. Being this far out would be bad if it started to snow. With that incentive, Naomi packed her stuff up, and stood straight up. Swaying her head right, she caught a glimpse of something. 

Naomi looked up at the Boulder, and standing there was the snow colored, red eyed, wolf. Wind starting picking, causing Naomi to shiver. They both stared into each other eyes with great intensity. Normally, a person would be sacred to be in a wolf’s presence, but for some reason, this wolf made Naomi calm. 

The snow was becoming thicker, and the wind weaved the wolf’s coat. It was beginning to get harder to see for Naomi, but the blood filled eyes acted as beacon for refuge. The wolf looked into Naomi’s sapphire colored eyes with an aura of happiness. 

Naomi couldn’t tell how long they looked upon one another, but it felt like time had stopped. The wolf made no movements, sitting down, and keeping his head held high. Eventually, a snow storm started to occur, and Naomi was shaking uncontrollably. The wolf nudged his head back, as if to say, “Follow.” Naomi feet started to move forward, without her notice. 

She had a hard time seeing, but every once in a while the wolf turned its head back to her, and gleamed his eyes at her. Naomi joints were beginning to get harder to move, and her face was getting quite red. Suddenly, she collapsed to her knees, and soon after, her body toppled over. The wolf quickly noticed, and went to her rescue.

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