Chapter 7
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Trigger Warning: This Chapter is graphic which may be disturbing to some readers.
Ilyon Shul
“Is going to comeback.” Nyx finishes Vikyn’s sentence.
“Nyx, what are doing here?” I ask.
Nyx looks into my eyes and explains,
“ I felt a negative disturbance and came to where it was strongest.”
The pups are placed behind their Parents as she speaks. Suspicion placed on Nyx again. As She beelines towards the body.
“What the hell do you want!?” The Father clings to his dead pup. Feeling defensive with her approach.
Nyx stops short a couple feet from him.
“I would like to figure out what took your child away...” she says softly.
“Don’t TOUCH him!” He growls. Glaring with hostility.
I begin to growl in warning which causes him to whine in protest.
Nyx moves slower and calculated. Displaying her intentions to be mindful.
Only to kneel in front of them to the Father’s eye level.
“ I won’t touch him. I just need to see.” Nyx reassures.
The Father breathes a settling breathe, and slowly reveals his pup to her.
“ D-do y-you-u know what did this?!” He asks painfully hopeful.
Nyx stares at the wounds. The Pup was eaten to the extent that he looks like a rotting carcass.
Partially on the right side of his face was missing. Gnawed to the bone. His throat ripped out. The Pup’s abdominal region was the central focus of consumption. There was gnaw marks on the bone of his ribs as well. Whatever was eating him pulled apart his sternum and rib cage then ate the organs with in. The only other remnants of this attack are bite marks that were located on the thighs.
Nyx stares hard at the thighs and looks over the body.
“What killed your pup… appears to be a Windigo.” She says.
Nyx Flayre
“A Windigo!? What the hell is a Windigo doing out here!?” The Father croaks out.
“That is a very good question. I’m going to find out.” I promised.
“ Are we able to leave with our pups now?” Another Father asks.
“Yes.” She tells him.
I immediately walk into the forestry. Following the energy trail. Seeing the pup’s attempts at grabbing what ever he could to prevent being dragged to his certain doom.
Ilyon and Siirist are trailing close behind me.
“Nyx! What the f**k do you mean a Windigo!?” Ilyon shouts.
Ignoring him I move faster. Being propelled forward with a growing feeling of tunnel vision. As I begin to feel that I am closing in on where the Pup’s life had ended originally.
“ NYX!” Ilyon grabs me roughly and shouts into my face.
“What is wrong with you!?” He asks concerned and somewhat annoyed.
“I-I’m sorry. I can feel that I am close to where—.” I begin to explain as my mind begins to clear.
“He died. I know. We’ve already have that area secured. Why are you trailing it?” Ilyon interrupts.
“I can feel the struggle herein the environment. I’m trying to track the Windigo.” I explain.
“Are you familiar with Windigos?” I then ask to a blank faced Alpha.
“ I’ve heard of them, but I haven’t had to hunt them before or learn about them in depth, why?” He asks suspiciously.
I stare at him, and question the educational system that the Wolves have in place.
“Windigos are humanoid creatures.” I begin to explain.
“These are shapeshifter!?” He asks alarmed.
“Hold on, and no. They’re creatures that used to be humans and they had committed an act of cannibalism. Then they were cursed with an insatiable appetite for human flesh by a Celestial.” I further clarified.
“…. Why do we not smell anything?” Siirist questions.
“I have heard they smell of rotting flesh?” He asks additionally.
“They do which is the second most concerning aspect about this.” I replied.
“Second?” Ilyon questioned.
“I’m sensing multiple energy
signatures.” I added.
“Are you telling me there’s more?” Ilyon’s grip tightens.
I stare steadily into his eyes and say,
“Yes.”
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