Dire pup: The Crimson wakening
On a dark night, after the falling of rain, 3 wolves smell something unfamiliar. They follow its poignant yet powerful scent through a humid, dense and mossy forest. The scent ends at an out of place concrete shed. The scent is different now, and they all feel something dangerous is inside. As they begrudgingly venture fourth they come to the sheds open door frame.
Kuruk whispers “It’s pitch black inside, we must be careful”. As there paws hit the cold concrete floor, they see a small, lone pup sleeping as if he had never seen the light of day. Aspen, a scraggly, whispy wolf, circles the pup and says "He's like us, but something is off". Devum, a half fat, half muscular wolf blares with hedonistic excitement, "WE SHOULD EAT HIM!". Kuruk flares his nostrils at Devum and inches closer to the sleeping pup. As he gets about a meter away, he is suddenly taken back to a time of old when he had bright eyes and long days.
He was Sitting on a small rock, surrounded bye his pack, and wise respected outsider begun to tell a story. "One day, there will be one who does not act like the rest, he will be cute yet fearless, discerning yet confused and his boundless potential will over shadow his harmless demeanor. This one must be watched, this one must be protected so he can do what he needs to do." Kuruk’s head jolts back ever so slightly. He says in the tone of a father defending his son "Do not go near this one, he is mine." As Kuruk examines the pup closer and gets a proper sniff he notices something strange “He reeks of life… and death.” As the others shutter, Kuruk thinks to himself “If this is the one, he will be tested till maggots live in his eye sockets.”
He inspects the pup closer and sees a small slit on the pups forehead and a small cheeky grin on his face. Kuruk’s body fills with rage "DO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?” Kuruk jumps forward and puts the young pups head softly between his teeth. “WHY WONT YOU WAKE UP?!" As Kuruk finishes his sentence and the urge to squeeze his little head grows stronger and stronger he notices the others moving back as if they where outnumbered 100 to 1. Kuruk hears hushed whimpers and turns his attention to his pack only to see slight twitches in Aspen and Devum’s legs. Kuruk begins to feel what the others are feeling. He takes the pup out of his mouth and reluctantly moves back as well.
With a flash and an indescribable droning bang, the room fills with a bright crimson light. Kuruk looks back down at the pup after the flash only to see a red jewel squeezing itself through the slit in his head. Kuruk's mind writhes and jitters as if someone where pulling at the strings of his psyche. He screams a blood curdling, guttural scream "YOU ARE NOT THE ONE!" "YOU ARE SOMETHING MUCH WORSE!" The small pup raises his neck with his eyes still closed and his head begins to sway slightly from side to side with the same small cheeky grin.
The pup is postured directly infront of Kuruk. Kuruk can't move, he can't think, he can only see. He uses all of his strength to break free and shakes it off. He snarls something fierce at the pup and his jaw chatters like a rabid dog. The others take notice. They get up and cautiously inch to the pup. Kuruk gets close to his face, yet keeps a small gap between them this time. The others start to circle the now feared pup. They all want to rip this little creature apart limb from limb yet Kuruk breaks the deafening tension. "I meant what I said, you are mine, yet if you slip up or you don't do what you are here to do, I will tear the skin from your bones, and ill enjoy every second of it".
Kuruk slowly turns around to the doorway and begins to leave the room. As his head is halfway through the empty doorway he looks back and says “Don’t let me down, or do, i don’t care” As Devum and Aspen follow his lead, they keep there eyes on Kuruk and try not to think about what this means for the future.