Post by kiera on Jan 11, 2011 12:34:48 GMT -5
Prologue
“It’s almost disappointing, how easy this was.” The shadowy gray almost black male wolf laughed, though it was a laugh devoid of amusement or the characteristic joy found in the sound. He was smiling, grinning really, though it was filled with malice. His eyes, did he even have eyes? Where eyes should have been, there were simply twin black smoldering pits. He had no pupils, no irises; yet somehow he could see more than any mortal could.
“Do not toy with me Rangatha, what do you think you have achieved?” A perfectly white female stepped from the shadows of the forest clearing. She was beautiful in a divine sort of way. The air around her seemed to vibrate with power and she appeared to glow with a shimmering aurora against the suffocating blackness of the night. Her eyes were piercing green and full of caution as she looked at the male, Rangatha. Rangatha merely smiled, not rising to her challenge. He did not think he had achieved something, he knew he had. He walked nonchalantly towards the snowy female, the sickening grin never leaving his features.
“Now why, Morenia, would I toy with you? I am simply informing you of your…less than satisfactory performance.” Morenia’s eyes were hard and solemn, her jaws set in a determined line. She stood, not flinching as Rangatha drew near. Her tail twitched slightly back and forth against her hind legs.
“Cease your mincing of words. What have you come here to tell me? You have nothing to gloat over.” A small grim smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. She had always beaten him, would always beat him. What could he have to brag of? Rangatha stopped padding and sat, a few feet from Morenia. His paws had made no sound at all against the forest floor, even though he had stepped on many a brittle branch and dead leaf. The bracken floor was littered with them. There was silence in the clearing, a silence that was thick and unnatural and only broken by the words of the two wolves. The sadistic grin lighting up Rangatha’s features faded away and suddenly he was more terrifying than he had been moments before. His muscles rippled beneath his pelt impressively and he held his head high above his broad shoulders. A slight growl came into his voice.
“I come to tell you of my victory, and your own failure. You have finally lost, Morenia.” There was something like triumph in his voice, though of course his eyes were expressionless.
“My own failure? You only dream of my failure.” Morenia’s voice was steady and confident, though her heart beat quickly against her chest. A dull ache of foreboding was creeping with chilling slowness into the recesses of her heart, prickling in her paws and spreading throughout her body.
“Of course you do not know of it yet, but simply wait. It will become all too apparent soon enough.” Morenia’s patience cracked and her voice came as a snarl.
“I have been fighting you, watching you and defeating you for centuries unknown. You truly think after all this time you could possibly beat me?” Her eyes burned angrily and her tail now lashed furiously against her legs. Even compared to Rangatha, Morenia was a fearsome sight to behold. Rangatha was unperturbed.
“Correction dear Morenia, I know after all this time that I have beaten you.”
“Your words are poisoned lies.” She spat the words out, fury in her voice. Rangatha simply shrugged, unbothered. The disgusting smiled spread through his features once more.
“Believe what you will, I shall enjoy watching you fall.” He turned his back on her and began to walk away. A mist began to spill from the surrounding trees, blanketing the forest floor. Morenia stood, seething and speechless for a moment. She parted her jaws to shout a response to the disappearing male, but he paused and looked over his shoulder at her. His words were quiet, but chilling. “I am breaking from prison, Morenia, and no guard can stop me.” In an instant more, he was gone. His dark fur vanished in the mist. Morenia was left alone as the mist closed around her too. She turned away and padded into the woods. The clearing was again left in silence.