Love Barrels And Werewolves

Searching for Lion

The sun has not long appeared on the eastern horizon. The fog still has some, the cold also feels obvious. At the end of the dry season, usually people will move from the mattress more during the day. The outside is indeed early light, but the atmosphere is supportive to stay sheltered under the covers.

Especially for freelancers like Laras. Usually he will choose to stay longer in front of the fireplace. But this morning, when the new chicken woke up it was already preparing to leave.

Backpacks are filled with all sorts of stuff. Starting from dry food to some needs that he could need.

"Should I have brought this?" For a moment Laras was silent staring at the match. There should be no need to think, but the events of the day kept him avoiding things that could burn anything.

But after pondering for a few seconds, the woman still put a match into the bag. "This is the most important thing when going through the forest."

True, the preparation that Laras prepared was not just to go to the fields, but preparation to go through the long forest. Not without reason, some of the books he read from the library seemed to raise a little hope.

About the werewolf who had no where to source it.

After everything was ready, Laras hurried. Walk quickly after making sure the door of the house is locked tightly.

The flower that started buds could not stop the woman. Even the flow of the river is not a problem for him to keep crossing. But when he arrived at the doorway of the forest, Laras fell silent. In his swallow the spit continues to stop in the throat.

The long, dark passageway before him made Laras take a deep breath. Nervousness suddenly crept, like something was pulling him back.

But Laras immediately returned the firmness to the heart. "No problem. I've been in at night and it's worse than this." He took a breath, before finally venturing his foot further into the forest.

Day or night, in fact, has little difference in the forest. The trees were too shady, whether it was sunlight or the moon no one could break through completely. Just a faint spotlight, and the rest was as dark as no lighting.

When his feet had gone far enough, Laras again opened the map he had drawn from the book.

"There should be two big trees in front" he murmured, twirling the paper perhaps in the wrong direction. "Or maybe far away?"

Not wanting to waste time, he again kept the map and walked on instinct. The farther Laras walked, the deeper he went into the forest. Until the sunlight is completely invisible there.

Coinciding with that, the faint ear of Laras caught a familiar-sounding sound. In addition to moving bushes, the howling of forest animals also adds a sinister impression to women who are in the middle of the forest alone.

The barrel slowed down the steps. His gaze shifted to the corners of the forest quickly. He must not be careless or wild animals can attack him from behind even the front. As the weeds sounded moving, the woman would immediately turn her head.

Perhaps it was not courage that kept him afloat, but rather circumstances that made him unable to return.

After quite a while he walked carefully, suddenly the feared thing happened. From various sides, sharp fanged wolves surrounded.

Spit that is difficult to swallow the more it feels dry. Sweat began to flood the body Laras. How not, five wolves are ready to eat him.

Not wanting to resign, Laras observed around maybe there were hunters passing by. But nil, he had gone too far to a place that humans could not reach.

"How now?" he continued to look for something to save himself. His gaze stopped on a rock beside his foot.

Carefully Laras picked up a medium-sized stone, then threw it with all his might into the bushes, hoping the wolf's attention could be diverted for a moment.

Sure enough, four wolves immediately ran away. Except for one tail that kept staring at Laras hungry.

But unfortunately, no one wants to wait. The wolf that had just quietly groaned, was now slowly preparing to attack. As far back as possible, running is also free.

"Please. Lion, I want to see you."

His eyes closed, Laras was resigned to the situation. The four wolves that had left had also returned.

The end of the life of Baras has come. The woman continued to be closed, the legs that had still had time to retreat now could not be moved. All around him, the wolves were ready to prey.

The barrel could feel the attack getting closer. He knew there was no longer any distance. But he could only clench his hands in fear. At this time no longer wished to survive, but begged that his body did not get too sick when he became a wolf grab.

But when the three wolves were about to jump, a loud howl stopped him. For a moment nothing happened, until Laras opened his eyes and the five wolves were out of place.

But three larger wolves were seen standing not far from Baras.

Slowly the woman caught her breath. His eyes were still staring at the three terrifying beasts.

However, there is something Laras knows. Gray feathers that look very familiar.

"Lion?" call slowly. The line of fear on his face slowly changed. "That's really you, isn't it, Lion?"

Slowly the still trembling foot stepped closer. However, the wolf that he recognized just howled very loudly. The barrel stopped, but he continued.

"Lion." called out slowly, hoping the wolf in front of him turned into the man he knew before.

Distance is getting cut. Slowly but surely, Laras is getting closer to Lion. When it was less than a meter away, his hands were slowly raised. "It's really you," the woman shrieked, tears almost coming out of the eye-pleasers.

The Barrel hand is getting higher and higher. He almost touched the wolf's rough fur in front, but ....

"Rnrrr ...." The terrifying groans again stopped the movement of Baras.

But the woman was not afraid. He only smiled and intended to touch the gray feather between the sharp fangs.

Until when he almost touched it, an unexpected attack suddenly attacked Laras' arm. Make the woman stop and hold the wound that began to bleed.

Laras looked at the wolf before him for a moment. "Lion?" While the pain in the arm is ignored.

"It's me, Laras. You remember me, right?"

The woman came back closer, hoping her persistence made the wolf in front of her remember everything they had been through.

However, one bigger attack hit Laras. The woman was pushed back. Falling without lasting longer.

Surprisingly, Laras did not give up. He slowly got up. This time I really don't care about the pain. Unwilling to be attacked for the third time, now the woman is running. Although everyone knows who is faster between the two creatures.