Werewolf Alterations

Werewolf Alterations
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Azzlea began to enter the place he had visited some time ago. Azzlea remembered she was so very fascinated when she first saw this place.


Azzlea slightly raised her smile on her lips, slowly taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.


"Bahhh... This place is still the same as when I first came here." said Azzlea lirih.


For him it was like dejavu because again Azzlea did not find anyone in this place as empty uninhabited. Azzlea's eyes swept all over the direction looking for the figure he was looking for and again his purpose was only to find the owner of the place he was now on.


"Milly?!" shout Azzlea. Yep.. Azzlea is now in the place where Milly is.


Several times Azzlea called Milly's name but there was no word from her.


"Come out, Milly, I know you're still around. I'm here to see you." said Azzlea. Azzlea was very confident Milly was not far from where he stood.


"Milly... Come here." call Azzlea one more time. Yet it was so silent without any sound coming out from Milly.


Azzlea sat on the green grass under a shady tree not far from her.


Puk puk.. Azzlea flapped her hands on her forehead while calling out to Milly.


Puk puk... Again Azzlea did the same.


Bugh... A head with pure white fur supports the Azzlea. Those dark blue eyes began to close their eyes together with Azzlea who gently rubbed the top of the head that was leaning on her forehead.


"Smart kid." praise Azzlea.


"How are you doing, um?" asked Azzlea who was still gently rubbing Milky's head gently.


"I'm doing fine. I'm waiting for you here and you didn't visit me at all Quin" Milly said.


"really? Is he still ignoring you?" ask Azzlea.


Slowly Azzlea shook her head and smiled. "That's why now he's always taking me wherever he goes."


"Even he asked me to hunt. I'm not good at doing that you know." Azzlea.


"Good then. Quincy's been so cold for as long as I've known her."


"But I think thanks to you being here he's not as cold as he used to be" Milly said.


Milly suddenly rose from the lap of the Azzlea.  "I remember. There's a very beautiful place that I want to show you." said Azzlea excitedly.


"really? Show me where the place is." said Azzlea who was just as excited.


"Get my back Quin. We'll get there fast."


"Good? is it okay for me to ride on your back?" ask Azzlea. Milly nodded her head full of confidence.


"Well hurry." pinta Milly once again. Without a second thought Azzlea rode on Milly's back, and a moment later Milly darted away with Azzlea with him.


"You took me too fast Milly. I'm so scared." cried Azzlea with great fear.


"Relax Quinza, nothing will happen to you. Trust me soon we'll get to where I mentioned." Milly convinces Azzlea, who is now in fear.


For Azzlea it was not the first time Azzlea had mounted a wolf on her back. Because during his life he was always escorted by Faustin wherever he went by riding on his back. But for him this time Milly was so fast that it made him so very scared Azzlea increasingly tighten his grip on Milly's shoulders.