NikaNammy

Hi! My name is Bonnie White and this is my story. 10 years ago my parents who were alpha and luna of the Silver Moon pack died mysteriously in a car crash, knowing that it wasn't an accident I ran away in fear of being next. I've been on the run ever since I was 8, moving around with my adoptive rouge mother. As I grew up I longed to meet my destined one and here's my chance, there is a ball every year where unmated werewolves 18 and up go to find their mate and I want to attend but rogues aren't allowed. Well let them stop me, *smirk* if they can.

The Power Of The Moon

I don't know how long these goddamn guards have been chasing me for but I might die from exhaustion before they even catch me. 


My eyes dart behind me quickly obviously not quick enough as I trip over a tree root almost breaking my leg. 


I get back my bearings and adjust my hearing to pinpoint how many guards are actually after me and their distance behind me. One to my right and my left and three on my flank. 


I released a threatening growl to try warning them off but clearly, that didn't work.


 Ok, maybe if I stop and beg for forgiveness they might spare me and let me go on my merry way. Who am I kidding? They would rip me to shreds before I could even utter a word.


 I am so stupid, how didn't I realize I had crossed into pack lands? I mentally facepalmed. My mom warned me not to come but did I listen? No. Why? Because I am way too stubborn and bull-headed for my own good sometimes.


 As I look around my surroundings for any path to escape I notice a thicket of thorn bushes, blinking twice to make sure it wasn't an illusion. 


I scan the thorn bushes frantically for an opening just big enough for my body to fit through and voila the moon goddess has not failed me once again as low and behold a path just my size in human form could be seen. Sometimes even I wonder how I'm so lucky. 


I hear them growling at each other from behind me and see the guards on my left and right starting to close in. I smirk to myself, they were clearly thinking about boxing me in believing that the thorns would stop me. 


 I angle my body towards the bushes and flew through the space shifting mid-air getting snagged by a few thorns but that's way better than getting mangled by a bunch of wolves or being imprisoned and tortured.


 I looked over the bushes to see the wolves that were chasing me stopping in their tracks having no way to follow me through. 


I see the wolves looking at me with an oddly comical look of complete and utter shock on their wolfy faces clearly not thinking I would do it or even if I tried to make it.


 I doubled over laughing as it clicked to me that I had just passed their pack border as the scent of the land completely changed. 


Waving at them stark naked using my middle finger, I turn around after sending a quick kiss in their direction and made my way through the bushes. 


I shifted back into my wolf and sauntered away but not before checking that they were not following and I wasn't on another pack's land because I sure as hell didn't want to do that again.


Chased