Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

…greeted with something unexpected.”

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The scent of flowers and the gentle breeze rustling leaves, accompanied by the sound of water lapping at a shore, had Alora opening her eyes. When she opened them, she was looking up at the long drooping viny branches of an enormous willow tree blooming with bright blue flowers. The sky above the tree was a light blue, with fluffy light gray clouds floating across it.

Sitting up, Alora looked around her and saw that the tree seemed to be on a slight hill. Surrounding the tree, protected under its draping vines, were twenty rows of waist high bookshelves. The shelves were ten deep, with wide aisles carpeted in vibrantly colored creeping thyme in between. The colors of the blooms on the thyme came in varied shades blues, pinks, purples, and reds.

Ten rows of the bookshelves were made of black marble with veins of white crystal. While the other ten rows of bookshelves were made of white marble with veins of black crystal. Covering all the bookshelves, were dark green leafy vines blooming with different colored flowers.

Looking further out, Alora could see an oval–shaped pond. Lining the pond’s shore was different shades of gray river rock and stone. Stretching directly over the center of the pond, was a covered Japanese style walking bridge made of red wood. Circling the rock lined shore of the pond was a wide even path of black sand.

All of this seemed to be in a clearing surrounded by a dark forest made up of all kinds of trees. The grass in the clearing was dark green carpeted with patches of colorful wildflowers. Alora was just taking all this in and wondering how she got here when she heard the rattle of chains. Looking in the direction of the sound, Alora let out a shocked gasp when she saw Xena.

Around Xena’s neck was a thick black metal collar that had dark gray vapors rising out of it. Attached to the collar were several thick black chains of the same material. Following the chains, she found that they led back to the giant willow tree, attached to a wide thick band of black metal that circled the trunk of the tree.

The metal band looked as if it was strangling the tree. Above and below the band on the tree were marks that made it look like it had been charred. Alora put one hand over her chest, she felt like something was tightening around her heart looking at the band on the tree. Turning back to look at Xena, Alora found that not all the chains attached to Xena’s collar led to the band on the tree.

Three broken chains hung from one side of the collar on Xena. It only took her another second to spot a large black metal loop coming from the ground near Xena. Hanging off the loop were three short chains with broken ends. Alora assumed this was where the three chains hanging off Xena’s collar had originally been attached.

Even sitting, Xena had to tilt her muzzle down just a little to look Alora in

this?” Alora asked Xena, gesturing to

Xena told her, “The broken chains are the

the collar and noticed there were cracks on it. Alora hated the sight of the thing on her wolf and just wanted to

back into the collar. The collar snapped under the returned attack and Alora pulled it off Xena. There was an indent left on Xena’s fur from where the collar had been for so long. Xena stood up and did a whole body shake that fluffed out her

the collar in her hands onto the ground, Alora looked up at the band on the tree. A wind that

lifted her hair to float around her, Alora wondered absentmindedly when her

the wind. The sound of its leaves being rustled reached Alora as she walked up to the trunk of the tree. There were deep cracks in the band around the tree. Lifting

force to knock Alora to the ground. As the power forced her to the ground, much of it filled Alora. When the wind calmed down again, and Alora was able to sit back

front of the tree was another being. Alora looked at her and felt like she was looking into a mirror. Well….almost, there were several things different. The female’s upper fangs were longer

covered in shiny silver marks that looked like painted scars, and while her floor length hair was midnight black as Alora’s was, it looked intangible. It

the imagination either. Covering her breasts was a black gauzy material that twinkled with silver specks, the material shaped around her breasts like a strapless bralette. The

like it was painted thickly in silver, with wide and harsh strokes. Over that silver paint, was a white crescent moon and star mark that seemed to glow with an internal light. It was this mark that made Alora realize this female was very much a part

deep cracks in them. Cautiously, so she did not startle the female, Alora reached out with both hands, and grabbed the collar. Xena clawed at the chains where they were attached

at the same time the collar broke, freeing the female. Then a burst of power slammed into all three of them, forcing them to the ground. The sound of a gong rang loudly, the vibration of it so powerful Alora

it, she felt like electricity was striking every nerve in her body. Alora cried out as she felt like her very blood had been set ablaze. The other female screamed her pain as it felt like the power entering her was shattering her