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Thick, curling tendrils touched the sky with a wanton freedom no wolf posessed, free to choke the life out of who it pleased, free to spread over every surface with it's loving, deadly caress. It stained eyes, melted flesh and stroked it's nails down everyone's throats, chemical flashes of flame following the trail if which it destroyed to make it stronger. So beautiful, such sensations of heat and light and smell that stirred unconsious thoughts in the brain, and did it's best to devour who got in it's way. Wolves died that night, friends and families, younger and older, dead or alive. Fire was never very picky, especially when it had all the choice of fuel.
But what elements caused this fire to be?
No one really had time to think that over, or reason. It didn't really matter at that point; most of them were safe, healthy, moderately scar free. Their main priority was to get to a safe area, with some sort of herd formation nearby, water, and a place to sleep. For them, it happened to be a mountain. Tall as the skies, and cold as the last level in hell. It was a monument that touched both heaven and such a labrynth, perhaps it had characteristics of both. These bounding goats and timid elk, bison, oxen and the occasional wild horse were so odd to look at after just surviving on raccoons and foxes and deer.
The most strange aspect of this.. was those echoing, thick claps of sound that resembled that of a felled tree. But it was so much more vicious, so much louder, so much malice and hunger and hate. This infrequent, booming sound without pattern would reach common ears with much confusion, but once realizing it did no harm, it became a part of everyone's daily lives at the mountain, and would no longer be considered a defining character trait. But if one listened closely, and opened their senses to the elements.. the sound resembled a thick, echoing crack that was heard right before the fire... and it had that same noxious smell uncommon to flame..
If anyone put two and two together, maybe we'd get somewhere.
But, with everyone's arrival to the place, it would be noted that any stray animals that wandered from that one direction with those nasty sounds, would sure as clockwork be blind and weak. Usually a delicious meal for a wolf, temptation would obviously hit quite a few, but once injested, the wolves that subjected themself to such temptations would fall into seizure and die within hours of feeding. Word would soon spread to stay away from any prey with white, stained eyes, for they carried disease... or worse.
But, wasn't it hilarious that the only habitable area within hundreds of miles from their old home was this place? Everywhere else was stripped bare, dead trees and meager food, and the open area that they followed to get to the mountain was almost akin to... a trail of breadcrumbs. Perhaps.. this was a set up, perhaps the fire was no natural cause or accident. Maybe those booming echos in the distance were ment to be so dreadfully close. Maybe their traitor was one of their own.
There was no way a wolf could've done all this.
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