The Girl and a Mysterious Wolf

    Here we go its the day that I was saved or well a year basically after; its amazing how time has flown. I have always been told me "Don't trust wolves...they are dangerous". But I didn't believe that I never have after all I was saved by him and I can understand him. I am so happy I have never listened to those rumors. He managed to prove everyone wrong as he fought to save me against that bobcat. I had been cornered and he jumped in attacking and killing it. At first I was nervous and scared but over time he slowly crawled up to me. Once he was only a couple feet from me he rolled over showing me his belly. He looked at me with the eyes you'd get from a puppy wanting to be petted. A small smile crept up onto me as I put my handout and he smelled it. As  he smelt my hand he began to nudge it; as he nudged his nose, my hand began to slide down his back.     O-ya I almost forgot how rude of me. Welcome to my story I am in high school and my name is Zahanda but a lot of people call me Zan. But you see I am also called crazy which takes me back to a year ago. Back to when I first petted him. It seemed as I petted him I began to understand more and more. As he asked me if I was okay and if anything was broken I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say this was new and had figured I was going crazy but it turned out I wasn't. Over time him and I grew closer and closer. After that day I've called him Angelus because he was like a angel that was sent down to save me. Shortly after that day it seemed as all the bullies seemed to fade away; or well keep their distance. You see after that first day he decided to protect me but I still don't even know why. He would always tell me that I was special but he never told me how or even why. But he made it a point to always be by my side. Though when I was in school he would sit by the building waiting for me to come out. Now every now and then I would notice him missing from out my window in school but he would never tell me were he was going. But I could tell he never liked it when he had to leave he always seemed on guard when he did leave. Over time I learned of how to tell when he was going to leave. I think he has came to be okay with it but I can tell even now he don't like it.     Its finally the end of the school day and there he is waiting for me. He is sitting bout four feet high, his black and silver tented hair watching me as his tail wags. As I approach he stands up knowing exactly the way we are gonna head. Once of our favorite places its out in the woods and away from people. As we walk and my hand brushes threw his fur for the first time sense the morning; his body letting out a slight shiver. After a moment he asks me if I'm ready; I pull my bag tight against my back and nod. As soon ass my head dips back up you would swear we were off for a race. Running side by side jumping over logs and stumps as the fresh air struck our faces.      As we got to a stream it he let out a loud howl receiving several in the distance. This had became routine; though I never show the others I knew they were around as they howled back. I never understood why he didn't just stay with them. Instead of being with his family he did his best to stay near me.We sat down and did our normal. Our normal consisted of me doing my home work and relaxing before I had to go back to reality. That it why I always loved to cut threw the woods no one could find us that easy. That's how we liked it cause it caused less problems it seemed with everyone around. But alas it was now time to go home so that I didn't worry my mother to much     "Mom where could he have gone?" I say frantically pacing outside I heard no howling or even the birds chirping it was oddly quite and I did not like it. I knew no person n their right mind would take him but I wondered about his pack what if they didn't want him around me no more.     As my thoughts are still running I can hear my mother behind me "It will be ok sweetheart I bet he will be back soon." I could tell she was doing her best to hold a smile not liking me like this. I was so worried cause it was ten in the morning and we had heard nothing sense we had woke up at seven this morning. The wood are general never this quite. It is normally loud but at the same time calming. The birds would be having their morning conversation; the wolves howling back and forth. But what I am trying to get at is there is always something going on but now it seems so deadly quite.     I had thought to soon before all the sudden I heard his howl. For the first time sense yesterday. My feet began to move as I heard it once again before I heard yelping follow his howl. Fear quickly sunk in as my feet moved without thought. My eyes scanning everywhere trying to pinpoint where he is; as the silence takes over once again. Leaving me to stand in silence in a open clearing that looks familiar but at the same time new. My mind begins to race as I try to figure out why this place looks familiar and why.