The Wild Wolf Within

The off grid lifestyle is not for everyone, add the desert and problems begin to surface like ants in the rain. There is all sorts of things that want you, and your attention. The days, nights and the space in between teach you many lessons. Being alone and problems make you the master of "let's hope it works." The storm that blew in on this night was wildly crazy. Picking up the green house and taking it some thirty feet from where it was. Anything that wasn't nailed down was literally taking flight. You could smell the rain in the distance, you could see the lightening and hear the thunder as it crackled in the sky. It was a wild. My husband was still at work. I wasn't sure when he was gonna try to head back this way. I could hear my livestock guardian dog barking. My hound to was making a crazy amount of noise. I grabbed my 9mm and headed out the door throwing my jacket on. The wind made getting the direction of the barking rough. The thunder didn't help. I crested the top of "look out hill" and seen my hound and livestock dog packed and barking standing between whatever it was and my small herd of horses. Thankfully they were stalled in the canyon to the west of the house, warm and safe from this wild weather. I came out in front of their doors. Facing what the two dogs were facing. I could hear my hound saying "about time." and the livestock dog going "you should have brought the rifle." Looking past them I seen the biggest reddish wolf I had ever seen. When the history channel mentioned dire wolves pretty sure their ideas were wrong. Damn thing was HUGE! Pretty sure its teeth were bigger then a raptor claw. Pulling the 9 and racking it back with the same motion, gulped and stepped forward. Placing myself between my two dogs. "Get out of here!" I fired two shots just in front. Enough to send the dirt up into its face. The giant red wolf shook its head and snarled again. "Great, you just pissed it off." I heard the livestock dog say. (I am an animal communicator and psychic, by trade. Hearing animals is the norm for me. I grew up that way. I was that kid who could take the wild of the wild in any animal and be friends with it.) "I am gonna talk to it," I said above the storm. Walking a step closer I asked "are you hungry?" "Well duh" sneered my hound. I glanced at him with a look of shut up. Looking back at the wolf "can you hear me?" my line of sight still looking down the nose of the pistol. "Yes" I heard it say. Not gonna lie that sent a shiver down my spine. "I suggest you find a different meal." I spoke back and took one more step forward. "There is a new meal in mind" the wolf growled. "Not without a fight" I growled, my line of sight aiming just below its glowing amber eyes. Lowering its head the wolf looked to be getting ready to jump. I readied for an attack when all of us heard it. The low low howl in the distance. One that made your whole body shiver, like just after a horror flick. I watched the wolf stop, lift up to a full standing position and listen. The howl started again, this time closer. I was looking everywhere, as was both dogs. The large wolf turned and leaped in one fluid motion. You could hear its howl matching the other in the distance. "What the hell kinda wolf was that!" I heard my hound say. "A prehistoric dire wolf is the only thing that is close enough to fit." I shivered. "I am gonna go back and get the rifle." I headed quick toward the house. "Should have brought it the first time" I heard the livestock dog say in a huff. Rolling my eyes I kept jogging back to the house. Cresting the corner of the house toward the door, I caught movement and literally skidded to a stop just below another dire wolf sitting on the ramp near my door. This one's coat was brown, nothing flashy like the wolf I seen before. Though a blatantly large difference was its eyes. They were a glowing color of violet. In the low light the glow was frightening. "Do not fear me cub," the earthy wolf said. "Cub?" I questioned. My hand on my pistol. "Yes, cub. I can smell the wolf blood in your veins. It is the reason you can hear us and see the past, present and future on many levels." It sat in front of my door. Blocking me from getting inside! "Wolf blood? I am Native, Irish and Prussian" I lifted a brow. "There is wolf in you. I smell it. I sense you have more power then you even know. I smell your wildness." She glanced off toward the way the red wolf ran. "There was an ancient race, called Lyicans. They were wild and ran the forests much like wolves do now. Look up the Ancient land of Lyica. They were ruled by the Goddess Leto." The wolf rose. I realized it was female. "I must tend to that red haired wolf." She lifted her nose to the wind. "Your male approaches." As stunned as I was, I was in awe of her magnificence and power. She leaped straight off the porch to the road and across to the open land. I knew of the Goddess Leto. She had been present many times over the course of my spiritual awaking and how I ended up landing here. So for a massive wolf, to appear and let alone a second sitting on my porch. Made me really take a step back. Why would a dire wolf thing, mention the Goddess Leto to me know less. Lyica I had heard of it. Part of what is now Turkey, Anatolia was the province Lyica had been formed in. The same place my livestock guardian dog hailed from. While lost in thought it was then I seen head lights coming up the drive. I was standing in the storm soaked to the bone. I had no idea how long the time had been from then to now. Why was things connecting? What was the reason? But most of all, why now?