Love Barrels And Werewolves

Big Deal

The full moon interrupted the clouds that were talking. The night felt increasingly quiet even though the moonlight reached the highest level. The sky darkened, the sound of river currents sounded very clearly scrambling with the chatter of night animals in the forest. But among the faint sounds that were heard, the howling sound of the newly changed wolf managed to seize the entire hearing of Laras.

The woman sat down with the slippers removed. Both eyes are perfectly rounded when they want to be closed tightly. While the bones throughout the body almost lost unnoticed. His knees were limp, although the muscles felt stiff. His lips were gaping wide, his sense was already unable to be put together.

"W-what happened?" His words stammered in the middle of the breath that began to sting.

In the presence of Laras, the normal-looking foreign man was now completely transformed into a creature full of sharp-toothed feathers. A creature of a lifetime only he knows through myths and legends. But tonight, she really saw a werewolf in plain sight.

***

Barrel snuggled outside the house. Sitting on an old-fashioned wooden chair. The cold sweat was still not dry from his forehead, his body was still trembling at the thought of what he had seen just a moment ago.

While inside, Lion had already returned to human form. The feathers all over his body had already disappeared, although his change left his clothes torn in some parts.

Every now and then Laras peered inside. He was really scared now. Although he was not injured, but could not let a werewolf with him.

"I have to report this to Mr. Darto" said Laras who was still squeezing fingers. That's the right choice. Unfortunately, the phone that should be used as a tool to contact is left inside, at the table next to the creature that made him afraid.

Realizing more danger if he entered, Laras immediately shook his head. "What should I do now?" He panicked, his head could not be thought. Until when both eyes caught the shovel lying in the corner of the terrace.

The barrel settles in with the shovel clasped tightly in hand. His eyes were as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, while his legs and feet were ready to attack. Naturally, the target of that woman was a werewolf that no human common sense could yet accept.

Slowly but surely, Laras managed to enter unnoticed by the Lion who was sitting on his back. "I'll finish you off!" squeak Laras while swinging the shovel firmly. But before the shovel hit Lion's head, the man's body had already fallen.

Lion fell at the foot of Laras. "What's going on?" The woman's eyes widened in disbelief. "I managed to kill him? But I haven't hit anything."

Slowly the body Laras low. He was still afraid, but could not let Lion remain still without moving. At least the man's life must be ensured. Breathing still came out of Lion's nose, Laras' reflex heaved a sigh of relief, though he immediately put away that feeling of relief.

"Body fever. Do I need to compress it?" Soon Laras shook his head. "Wait, Baras. Wouldn't it be nice if she never woke up again?"

Women are full of worry. Perhaps letting the wolf die was the safest course. However, the sense of compassion within him was more domineering. "Ah, why should I feel sorry in a situation like this?" complains Laras, although he still helps Lion's body to lie down properly.

The barrel placed a warm cloth on Lion's forehead. After a while he got up. The fireplace is the goal now. He lit a wood stove, cutting food with constant attention to the man who was not yet awake. Then he sighed.

When anxiety still fills the heart of Laras, the food is ripe and ready. Like time knows when the right time is. Lion is aware when the dish is ready on the table.

In front of him, Laras was still composing some side dishes. While across the table, Lion stared at one of the dishes with a tongue that was hard to swallow.

"W-you want to eat?" laras asked as soon as he came to his senses with a hungry look from the man in front of him. "Eat if you want," he continued, with a step pulled back as Lion began to approach the table.

Lion attacked the plate containing fish ferociously, while other dishes such as rice and vegetables were completely untouched. Until only a short time, two large catfish have disappeared from the plate.

"You are very hungry" said Laras, staring at his favorite fish. But that's not important now. He must be very careful and look for safety.

Hearing him, Lion immediately turned his head, staring intently at Laras, making the woman tightly closed with fear.

"I mean, shouldn't you go back to your group?" Barrel straightening, "listen. I don't want to bother you at all, so please go and don't do anything to me."

Lion fell silent. The remaining bone is left. His eyes glanced far ahead. Like there were many faint things that he could not palpate. As Laras waited for a response, the man there shook his head slowly. "I don't know."

Laras. "What do you mean you don't know?" His body reflexively advanced, but was immediately withdrawn as Lion stared. 

"I don't know who I am and where I come from."

"You don't know? But you just said" Laras did not dare to continue the sentence.

While Lion, he is still trying to find the missing thing in the head. But the more forced, his body felt more and more suffering. "I only know what kind of creature I am" he said. Now the hand holds the head that feels very heavy.

The woman there flinched. He worries about Lion, but is more worried about his safety.

"J-so, can you get out of here now?" A sharp look was again received Baras as soon as he finished with the question. "I mean, didn't I make you uncomfortable?"

Lion fell silent. He probably knew why Laras was so afraid of him. After a moment of change, he looked. "But I remember one thing. Humans like you are not our food."

Hearing that managed to make Laras even more surprised. Can a werewolf read minds? He immediately put away the strange statement. It was just a coincidence, he thought.

"Please let me stay here."

"Eh?" The lips widened as if they could no longer be closed.

"Let's make a deal. I'll tell you my weakness, if I do anything you can stop me immediately."

But Baras is still unsure. Is it no problem doing it?

As Laras thought, Lion continued, "Let me stay here. At least until I remember how I fell in the river. In exchange, I will do whatever you want. How's it?"

"Eh?" There's no answer. The ear feels blocked. His brain was frozen, his eyes could not see clearly. "Eh? Whatdidyou say?"

***

Meanwhile, in a hut not far from Laras' house. A man arrives as the moon slowly descends from the quarrel. Win, the young man with the arrow who is always carried. What was he doing on the night that was almost over? Naturally, he rushed away as soon as he heard the news of Laras finding someone.

"Damn! I should have come home earlier, "sorry when he experienced the fact that he was very late to hear the news Laras because he had just returned from the hunt.

Then now, it looks like night won't let Win rest. For he was determined not to take his eyes off the house of the idol girl, Laras.