Chapters 5 & 6

Chapter 5

Waking with a jolt, Kira put her hand over her heart and felt it banging against her chest. But…wait! What was this? Around Kira’s neck was a small medallion. She looked at it in the half-dark. It had a wolf on it, with a shimmering moon in the background.
The wolf was howling.

But how had it gotten there? Madam Meldina.
As if by magic, a scrap of paper flew across her face and Kira grabbed it. Scrawled across the paper were these sentences:

It will protect you. Look after it and don’t let anyone take it. The magic only works when you know how to use it. Be careful, there are dark sources at work. Learn your powers, be a wolf, find your human parents, only then will you be safe. But don’t forget your Pack!

Reaching her hands behind her back, Kira noticed a knot. It was tied on and she couldn’t take it off. Find your human parents. The words rang like church bells in Kira’s ears. Did that mean they were still alive? Suddenly, the thought hit her like a slap on the back. She had forgotten to ask Madam Meldina about them! How could I have been so stupid? She thought. Madam Meldina. Kira straitened up and ran back to where the tepee had been. She looked in all directions but couldn’t see it. It was gone. Falling on her knees, Kira cried out. She pounded the dirt with her fists, tears streaming down her cheeks. Then, choking and sobbing, she lay down in the dirt and fell into another dream…

The Wolf Pack was getting desperate. They ran in circles, waiting for the Pack Leader to howl again. Briefly, they had heard a soft moan somewhere Southeast and they followed the one call they had heard. The Pack Leader was puzzling to the wolves. They needed to find her, to get to better hunting ground and because she was their leader, but she was making it so difficult for them to find her. What was more, the Wolf Leader’s call had been one for help and security, but she didn’t howl again so they knew where to go. Confused, the Pack searched on.

Chapter 6

Waking, with a sense of wrongness, Kira was surprised to find she was lying in a bed, with a single white sheet and a side table. She was in a dormitory. She looked around, only to find that the room felt very similar, with the smell of disinfectant hanging in the air. Then she knew. Kira was in her old bed, in the Orphanage. She bolted to the door. It wasn’t locked, so she slipped on her shoes and crept out. Too late, Kira heard the giggles, and was thrown to the floor, a bag over her head, and felt small hands tying her wrists behind her back. She groaned. I’m supposed to have a wolf soul, and I get stuck in a trap as simple as this? She scolded herself. Kira let herself be dragged out of the Orphanage and to Lisa’s clubhouse. It was not the first time she had been there.

No! This could not be! How could the Menphur disappear into thin air? The figure searched for the second time at Kira’s camp, in a rage. Furious, he climbed the beech tree and started to cut off the leaves with his dagger to clear his head. How could the Menphur escape from my grasp? How could I have been so stupid as to sleep and let her get away? I am the master! I will find her! Anger surged through his body and he climbed back down the beech. Kicking a rock, he only got pain in return. Now, somewhat calm, the figure searched for a solution. The town. That was the only place to go. Or what about the tepee? Quickly, he ran to where Kira and curled in the dirt and slept, and watched what happened in his mind: Some time later that night, a horse and carriage had come across the sleeping Kira and tucked her away. Then they had proceeded to the Village. Following the tracks, the figure ran in the direction that was the quiet, sleeping town, as the sun began to rise.

The walking had stopped a while ago and all Kira could see was a dark white. Searching for her wolf instincts, she looked at her surroundings, by smell and touch. She was sitting on a chair, with her hands tied behind her back with some old string, with a pillowcase over her head, in a small room, with girls behind her in case she tried to escape. There was a lighter white to one side, and Kira couldn’t help but turn her head. Lisa had arrived, and Kira could smell it.
“Take it off,” was barked somewhere to the right, and at once, the bag was ripped off and Kira could see. Well, she had it almost correct. She was in a small, dimly lit room made of wood, and she was sitting on a chair with her hands behind her back, but there were no more girls in the room. Only her and Lisa.