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     So. I tried to to write a werewolf story. Yeah, that happened. It's not going to happen more then it has. I have just the very beginning, but I'll dump the idea here. Feel free to use it.... or whatever.....

Forsake the Moon

-Prologue

     I race straight through a bush, thorns tearing at my thick fur and scratching my skin. I can feel the hot breath of other werewolves right on my tail. The only thing keeping me away from their maws is the thick underbrush. They'll chase me all the way across the borders, and maybe further for good measure. It's all because of some 'destiny bond' that I had no control over.

You're all pretty confused, aren't you? I suppose that I should start at the beginning, rather then the middle. Life was pretty great this morning.
My name is Felicia, and I'm a werewolf. Yeah, big shocker, right? Most of the world doesn't know about the shape shifters hiding out in all the wild places of the jungle. That's because most werewolves don't live in packs anymore. I was born into one of the only remaining groups camped out in Alaska.
I say born, but it was more like adopted. My mom tried to go rouge before she was killed by werewolf hunters. Those guys are real jerks. Anyway, the Alpha wasn't too angry. Mom was already breaking a lot of pack rules.
     My father is human. Don't know who or how, but the proof is in my fur. All half breed werewolves have rusty or orange fur somewhere on their coats. My wolf is white, with an orange stripe running from my snout, over my back, and right to the tip of my tail. My bloodline is 'impure' as most would say. I think it's kinda cool.
     Aunt Nelly adopted me after Mom died. They used to be best friends, or something that. She has me call her aunt instead of mom out of respect for the dead. Her mate died a few years before I was born, and she never had any children.
      But you don't care about my full life story, do you? You're only here for the juicy parts. By juicy, I mean the most horrible few hours of my life. Sit down, and I'll tell you all about it. It started when I turned 18, and recognized my mate for the first time.......