Storm

Part 2: Laura Winter

The trees stand tall with the branches leaves swaying along with the wind. There is no one in sight and few lights are broken on the marble old pathway. The cold breeze passes through my coat making me hold it tighter into the center. "Grrrr" Are those? I frown "Grrrr" Are those growls? In the park? I stop my movements and hear the growls from behind me. Emma wouldn't send me threats like that. So, another supernatural, I chuckle and grin to the side. Now this is interesting. The growls sound louder and heavy footsteps are heard getting closer. 'Heavy for a wolf' I agree at my thought. I pull my backpack to my right hand from my shoulder. Three, the footsteps are heard nearer. Two, the footsteps  are sound quicker, it is running. One, I turn and sway my bag to the wolf's side body, sliding my body to the left. ’Oh come at me, small guy’. I keep my eyes on his figure ready for the attack. ’And he is not small guy’ his height is at least the height of an eight-year-old. Is he even a he? He gets up shaking his brown fur and grows even louder. As he runs to attack me again I get ready to throw him on the ground once again. A golden furball throws its body to the brown-furred wolf. 'What's with those heights?' The two wolves fight for dominance. 'It must be werewolves. Normal wolf's are not this tall' the golden wolf puts his paw to the other wolf's face, it is winning. 'The golden one is the tallest. And had a lot of fur. Must be soft like those fluffy pillows. Damn' the wolf under the paw whines 'If I get close and touch it will it bite me?' I move a step closer deep in my thoughts 'What if I can shave its fur? I can make a pillow by myself right? Oh no, no, no, don't think like that' the golden one looks suddenly up to me startling me. I take a step back with my eyes wide 's**t, he looked up so suddenly' the brown wolf runs away but the golden one doesn't bother. 'I can't be calling it golden one. I will name it Daisy. Can I name? Oh who would read my thoughts anyway' I grab my backpack into my shoulder and get ready to run as it moves closer. I can fight it but I really need to use the bathroom now. Let's be the scary character and run. 'Should I thank it? Oh who cares' I turn and run living daisy there. 'I must look so stupid right now'