Howl of the Heavens ch.04

    Deep in the forest to the north of Pine Ridge two figures walk through the silent night; one a woman about six feet tall with a slim yet muscular frame, with beautiful long grey hair that reaches down to the back of her knees. She is wearing an out fit made out of deer skin that appears as something that a native to this land would have worn centuries before in that area complete with long deer skin pants and moccasins on her feet. Her eyes are a deep hauntingly dark shade of blue and strangely pale skin for someone who is clearly dressed to live off the land.

    Even with her off-setting appearance she doesn’t look as out of place as the man walking beside her. He is wearing a long black trench coat that stops at his feet yet it doesn't seem to sway as he walks even with the large parcel he is carrying on his back being held only by his right hand. Under the trench coat he appears to be wearing solid black jeans and a shirt that seems to be made out of material composed of woven shadows. Down his back is a long black pony tail that reaches down to the back of his legs. His skin is as pale as the woman's; and his eyes are the same dark haunting shade of blue. These two figures walking silently through the forest are none other than Versa and Rhuen who to any one walking by would only seem to be two odd people, completely un-aware of their true appearance and nature.

    Rhuen is both following Versa and taking the lead as they walk through the forest following her scent back to her lair as the centuries he had been away had changed the forest greatly. They have finally reached the top of the mountain, Versa now taking the lead down the other side to one of the many entrances to the cave net work she had dug in to the mountain over the many centuries she has lived there.

     It isn’t until after another six miles down the mountain side that she decides to stop. Stopping in front of a special cave she had dug out for this occasion. They stand now before the wide entrance. The cave curves up into the mountain after a ways inside out to a smaller entrance on a plateau that she has kept clear of trees ever since she sensed Rhuen approaching California. She created a ring of rocks around the plateau and made the entrance look like a pile of stones. Rhuen notices all this as he examines the cave approvingly.

     “This will do” he thinks to himself as he walks back out of the cave.

      Back outside Rhuen and Versa's instincts grab a hold of them like a vice, they circle each other again; sniffing the air, their pheromones causing their emotions to run wild. With a smile upon her face Versa ever so slowly unbuttons her deer skin vest and lowers it from her snowy white shoulders revealing her body that is by human standards gorgeous with a well toned flat stomach and perfect round high breasts that are not too large or too small; although for a human they would have seemed abnormally high on her torso.

     She neatly folds her vest and places it on a near by rock, with a smile she slowly, yet not too slowly unties the string on her deer skin pants pulling them down revealing her snowy white thighs, perfectly shaped buttocks, and legs with her neatly trimmed grey haired pubic mound. She gently picks her pants and vest off the ground folding them and placing them on top of a nearby rock. She sits down on the rock next to them and removes the moccasins from her feet.

    Versa rises from the rock and stretches out her arms and legs as she smoothly started to change. She grows in size and as she grows she becomes hairier with a shiny and smooth grey furred body. At the same time her face distorts out into a muzzle but not with an agonized cliché groan but rather with a look of ecstasy on her face and her forming muzzle agape with a sigh of pleasure. At the same time a tail sprouts from her tail bone; lengthening and getting furrier as she becomes larger and larger. Her ears become pointed and widened, lengthening atop her head too become long and pointed and grow in size covering on the out side with slightly less grayish colored hair than that on her body.

     As her legs grow, pushing the dirt as she grows ; they become more muscular but with her increasing size they still remained well toned by proportion. She lifts her right leg allowing her now grey furred foot to shift, the sole lengthens and her smaller toes shrink into her foot while the three largest ones grew and move to occupy the whole paw of her foot. They become uniform in size with the middle toe being slightly more extended forward on the paw; with black curved cat like claws. She then lifts her left leg allowing the same change for her left foot. Her hands become larger in proportion to her body than a human hand with slightly longer fingers and a stretched palm that seems to convey the idea that her hands could be walked on. The upper part of her palm as well as the under side of the segments on her fingers and thumb now host the pads of a paw.

     In whole she is a magnificent creature her stomach and breasts appear even better toned and full than in her human form. However she clearly conveys a muscular body underneath the fur which it’s self appears to be clinging to her body. It is a semi dark grey in color with hints of white at her joints. Her abdomen and breasts are a lighter shade of grey. Her muzzle and face are almost white with darker streaks of grey in them.

    She now stands easily fourteen feet tall not including her large somewhat fox like ears. She stands for a moment and shivers seemingly in reaction to the cold autumn night. As she shivers her fur grows thicker over her body lengthening on her tail, thighs and neck, the most noticeable increase in fur is a tuft that grew out just above her cleavage and between her breasts forming a v-shaped point and juts out by her breasts and going up to her shoulders. A lengthened ridge of fur continues down from this point on her chest down her abdomen coming to a point over her pubic mound. She turns to Rhuen who is still in his human form, dwarfed by her size. He smiles and places his hands stretched out before him with the palms down and with a deep breath turned his head down and with a look of focus as he starts his own transformation.

    The trench coat Rhuen was wearing melts into a shadow that clings to his body and wraps its self around his arms and legs spreading over his entire body except for his head and hair. His hair comes out of its pony tail as though nothing other than his will had been holding it in place; it spreads out in straight black lines and becomes fuller. He leans forward as his shadow forms a cloak like the tips of some unseen wings brushing the ground and from underneath the sleeves made shadow a clawed hand too big for his human body comes out and with a grand wave of his right arm the shadow rips and from with in the tares flies forth a fire as deeply blue as his eyes.

     The shadows and fire circle around him as a cyclone that rises and spreads into the air. From with in the fire there is the hint of a form as big as Versa, two black furred clawed hands come out of the fiery cyclone and from behind a great black furred tail, and then his black muzzle and face came forth from the fire as though it were the very mouth of Hell.

     The fire dies down as it flies above him dissipating into the air; revealing a creature virtually identical to Versa except he is completely covered in a dark shadowy black fur. He is also more broadly built than Versa with a more muscular chest and masculine yet not overly broad frame beneath his fur and his ears are slightly longer than Versa's own.

   He is not overly muscular, not some steroid hulk, but only slightly more muscular than Versa as is the way nature, or as they believe their goddess had designed them to be. Unlike Versa whose hair had become wavy, silky, and spread down her back to the top of her tail, Rhuen's came up between his ears a bit and went straight down his back although very full,  the only real similarity being that his too stops just short of the top of his tail.

    What a sight this would have been to any one going by, as on this plateau stands two bipedal canine like creatures, each standing fourteen feet in height. Versa dips her head down and towards her self with a rumbling purr that to Rhuen is a siren's call. He walks over to her from behind where he rubs the side of her muzzle with his ever so gently. They lick each other's muzzles and tongues tasting each other's breath. Versa backs into Rhuen's body and rhythmically rubs back and forth exciting him, resulting in his man hood being released from its sheath.

     The heat from their bodies creates a cloud of steam in the cold autumn air. Rhuen places his clawed hand gently on Versa's breasts with her nipples between his index and middle fingers. He gently massages her breasts as he inserts himself into her now moist and wanting vaginal lips. He continues to pump into her in a rhythmic fashion for many hours, both releasing moans of intense pleasure that echo through out the mountain forest. Deep into the night an intense orgasmic howl is heard across the mountains for many miles, the sound is like a combination between a wolf's howl and thunder. The sound sends chills up the spines of every one in the two nearest towns, although most thought it was only thunder; there is just something, something beneath the sound that strikes the very core of their souls.

    In the cave the two giants Rhuen and Versa lie down on the stone floor licking each other clean in the after glow of their long awaited mating. while Rhuen is gently cleaning behind Versa's ear, her head tilted with a look of ecstasy, deep inside her a drama is taking place. Her ovaries have released two little ovules, while the sperm cells that Rhuen had released deep inside her race to reach them first. With in the hour they reach their objective despite her intense internal immune system, invading her ovules and the breath of life begins.

    Their Mental abilities allow them to sense the exact moment that life began with in her. Versa's eyes suddenly shoot open causing Rhuen to jump back; they both knew this moment would occur shortly after a true mating, that nature commands her body to be in its quadruped form while pregnant. She transforms yet again; she increases in size, her tail lengthens, and her hands shift to cat like paws complete with retractable claws. She is now a giant four legged creature standing ten feet at the shoulder, her body, head, and neck together are twenty three feet long with another fifteen feet and some inches added on by her tail. She lays down and goes into a daze; her instinct commands her to half-hibernate through out her nine month pregnancy.

    Rhuen knows it will be up to him to not only supply food for himself but also for his mate lying in the cave, she will not only require an immense amount of food for her giant beast form but need even more while she is pregnant. Rhuen walks out side the cave and picks up the parcel Versa had bought from the shop. He carries it inside and rips it open placing the jerky in a pile near Versa's head. He open the cans with the careful flick of his pinky claw for the rest of the food and places their contents before his mate like some bizarre offering, who raises her head and in only a few bites consumes the whole thing. Rhuen takes the shredded parcel and puts it out side where he commences to tie the pieces together to form one giant sack. A project that takes him no time to accomplish, however he knows he will need this bag so he won’t have to make too many trips collecting smaller prey at one time.

    Nick Jones is awakened from his sleep in his grandfather's house by the sound of frantic chickens, he gets up, puts on his house shoes and walks down the long hallway from the bedrooms to the den; he checks to see if his grandpa is okay first.

     “It looks like the noise didn't wake up grandpa” he thinks as he walks towards the glass back door.

     With in plain sight is the chicken coop his grandpa keeps for fresh eggs, but something isn’t right. He strains his eyes to see across the yard in the dark; the roof on the other side of the coop looks torn up and it appears as though something is out there.

    Nick turns off the inside light so he can see better and what he sees scared him speechless, for out side he can see a black hairy shape leaning into the coop. It is holding a giant bag that he recognizes as being made out of the same burlap type material his uncle Paul uses to wrap parcels at the trading post. He doesn’t hear any more of the squawking that had woken him up but it looks like the figure is doing something out in the coop and placing bloody clumps into the bag.

     After another ten minutes of this the figure stands up.

      “It’s huge” thinks Nick wide eyed in fear.

     He looks up at its blood soaked claws with bits of feathers stuck in the blood. As this figure stares back at him with its blue haunting eyes; the realization hits him that if this creature wanted to it could easily come through the glass door. The figure seems to show signs of knowing this as a wide frightening smile spread across its face. It lifts the large sack with its blood soaked bottom over its shoulder. It turns to the woods giving one last glance back at him with a snort that sounded to Nick almost like a laugh and jumps into the dark over of the woods.

      The next day as Nick is packing up for his trip to the city he makes sure to wake his grandfather before he leaves and tell him all about what he saw that night. Jeff Jones walks out with Nick to the ruined chicken coop.

      “My God” exclaims Jeff, “you were right something was here. I had better call that Mike fellow about this.”

      “who is Mike?” asks Nick.

     “you may have met him he was at the Trading post earlier this week, he is a monster hunter I was told about by this other fellow that was here a few weeks ago named Rick.”

     “I remember hearing someone calling himself a monster hunter, but I was in the back room at the time and didn't actually see him. Do you want any help cleaning this up? I have time before I have to head out.”

      looking into the bloody chicken coop. “No” says Jeff “I would Like for Mike to be able to investigate this first.”

       “Okay, I need to be on my way out now.”

      “Be safe driving and don't forget to visit your dad up in Brooksville the first chance you get”

      “I will” yells back Nick as he is going down the drive way.

    Back inside Jeff calls up the number to Mike’s cell phone that Mike gave him shortly after settling in at the Brooksville Lodge. Jeff tells him all about the chicken coop over the phone and describes to him what his grandson saw. Later that day Mike arrives in his green pick up truck to Jeff’s home; Jeff shows him around back to the chicken coop.

       Mike asks “I thought you said you didn't touch any thing”

      “I didn't” says Jeff

     “well, It looks like what ever broke in here removed all the meat and eggs and left behind the feathers and bones in a pile”

      Mike points over to the pile in the back of the chicken coop where it looks like someone had thrown them while cleaning the chickens. Mike walks around the coop and takes notes.

      “this is strange” he thinks to himself “its clear from the foot prints, the torn roof, and claw marks that some kind of werewolf is in fact to blame for this, but all the blood is confined to the inside of the coop, some chickens should have been able to make a break for it and been killed in the yard. What sort of werewolf cleans the chickens? There should be pieces everywhere.”

    The most astonishing thing to Mike are the scorch marks on the inside of the coop and on the feathers. Mike knew this was going to be different but he didn't know it was going to be this weird.

     He leaves after a brief talk with Mr. Jones, and heads back to the lodge to look over this new development, he had been walking about the woods for days and hadn't found any signs of a werewolf and now he gets his first lead and it doesn't make any sense. The one he had been told about was a grey werewolf now he is told the one sighted today was black, at least he now has a new lead; the monster is near Pine Ridge. He is going to have to change his search further south than where he had been looking.

       “I will get you demon.” Thinks Mike to himself while driving back to the lodge.