8-shadows+and+wolves

Shadows and Wolves On a crisp fall afternoon a young maiden named Shadow mad her way into the dying forest that was preparing for Demeter’s child to return to the Underworld. This time her reason to go was to find the rare blue flower that grew near the creek to give to her crush. She walked softly on her feet, wondering idly how to deliver the flower to the boy she was infatuated with, Atrix Wolf. As the wind blew her black hair she thought of him and it made her heart race as she quickened her pace to the creek. She stopped as she heard the sound of laughter that sounded as pleasant as music echoing from the forest. Shadow couldn’t help her curiosity and went to go find the source of the beautiful laughter that danced around her in the wind. She stopped and saw the Goddess of survival, Gamx, sitting down on a massive moss covered rock with Atrix next to her, his arms leaned back as the two talked. Shadow’s heart started to pound painfully as she saw them talk and saw the excitement in Atrix’s dark blue eyes every time she opened her mouth and her soft voice and spoke to him.Just the sound of her voice seemed toentrance him. Her blood almost bubbled when the Goddess skimmed her finger down the boy’s scar that ran down his right eye to his left jaw from a hunting accident a few years back. Envy filled up in Shadow as she looked at the Goddess’s long, perfectly styled, white blonde hair that looked like the moon’s light. The drapes that covered her white leather huntress outfit where perfectly wrapped around her body. Everything about her seemed perfect right down to her dual-color eyes, one looking as white as snow and the other looking as green as grass.She was the complete opposite of the pale and small dark haired Shadow who had eyes that looked as black as night. Shadow studied her, looking at how she acted, how she responded to the things Atrix said to her, how her eyes lightened up at certain key words. She took in her hair, her clothes, everything. She’d win Atrix’s heart, as long as she acted like this girl, the one that stole the heart of the boy she liked. The next week Shadow devoted her time to studying the Goddess, every time Atrix left the small village she’d follow him, staying light on her small feet as she followed him to the same spot every time at sundown. Every time she saw Atrix laughed (which was quite frequent) when being around her it brought an ache to the young girl’s heart, but she knew it would be worth it for now, since Atrix would soon be hers.(this is confusing) During the day she gathered leather and started to make an outfit almost exact to the Goddess’s with similar drapes that went around it.  Finally, a week after she first witnessed Atrix with the Goddess, Shadow was ready to win over Atrix’s heart. She raced after her love when she saw him head into the forest once again. “Atrix, my love!” She called as she caught up to him. The boy turned around, his dark blue eyes wide making the cut that ran down his right eye to his left jaw shift with the movement. “Shadow? What are you doing here?” He asked, seeming a bit flustered, trying to keep his eyes away from the girl’s clothing, though she could see him peek at her new style. “I came here to be with you.” She said softly, the same way the Goddess would speak. She moved towards him and ran her finger down his scar the same way Gamx did. As it ran down his face she could feel him shiver. “You changed. . . a lot.” He said, seeming a bit flustered as he cast a glance towards the creek that was a little ways away, but Shadow moved his head back and laughed softly, trying to copy the way the Goddess did it and saw his cheeks reddened. “So you like to copy those around you?” A new voice said, and Shadow turned around, seeing the Goddess, Gamx herself, walk over to the two. “I’ve seen you watch us, mortal, but I didn’t know you were trying to find a way to copy others.” She moved towards Shadow, putting a finger under her chin and moved her head back and forth, observing her, “Are you truly so insecure that you try to be like me to get Atrix?” When Shadow didn’t answer, the Goddess laughed again, this time it sounded crueler than anything. “Pathetic, sad, I don’t like being copied, nor do I like people trying to take what’s mine.” She said, moving over and putting a hand on Atrix’s shoulder protectively. “But if you wish to be like others, my dear, I can give you what you want.” Before Shadow could utter a word she was gone, she reappeared below Gamx, casting herself in her footsteps, every movement Gamx made, she was forced to mimic it, every step she took, and she was forced to copy. “Shadow, you will now only be able to copy others, you don’t need the freedom of making choices, and you’ve shown you don’t want them.” She turned Atrix around to face him, seeing the flustered l took on his young face and she smiled at him sweetly, “You have been nice to me, you’ve been a trustworthy friend and you’ve never betrayed me.” She kissed him on the cheek, and with that he changed. He fell to the ground on all fours while Gamx watched him as he grew claws, fur, and he turned into an animal with pointed ears with a muzzle that bore large teeth in his mouth. “I will call your kind a wolf, being that is your last name, and you’ll be my companion.” And from then on, Gamx insured that no one would steal her Atrix from her and a wolf became her emblem. Everywhere she went Atrix followed and when people saw they would say, “That dog is her best friend.” And then came the saying ''Dog is man’s best friend”.