Chapter 5 Oceania

As the full moon rose high in the sky, the werewolf's instincts took over. Its keen senses detected movement in the dense forest and it silently stalked its prey. With powerful muscles rippling beneath its fur, the werewolf swiftly closed the distance between itself and the unsuspecting deer. The deer sensed danger and bolted, but the werewolf was faster. With a guttural growl, it leaped forward, claws extended, and tackled the deer to the ground. Blood sprayed as the werewolf tore into its prey, savoring the taste of fresh meat.

Under the silvery glow of the moon, the forest echoed with the sounds of the hunt.

He continued again after enjoying the meal, traveling north. The feeling of flying through the forest thrilled him. He traveled this way for one week straight.

As the moon cast an eerie glow upon the dense forest, a lone werewolf emerged from the shadows. Its fur, the color of midnight, shimmered in the dim light, and its razor-sharp claws glinted ominously.

With a primal instinct, it set its sights northward, its golden eyes scanning the surroundings. The trees loomed like ancient sentinels, their gnarled branches reaching towards the star-studded sky. The ground beneath its paws was covered in a thick layer of fallen leaves, crunching loudly with each step.

As it ventured deeper into the wilderness, the forest grew denser. The air became heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying vegetation. The werewolf's keen senses detected the faintest of movements, its ears twitching as it listened for any sign of danger.

Overhead, the wind howled through the trees, creating a mournful symphony. The werewolf paused, its eyes fixed on the vast expanse of water that lay before it. A sense of loneliness washed over it as it realized the long and treacherous journey that it had just covered.

Still, it pressed on, its determination unwavering. The forest was its home, and it would face whatever challenges lay in its path. With each step, it moved closer to its destination, where it hoped to find respite from the solitude that haunted its existence.

He came upon a cliff that stood over the ocean, and let a blood-shrieking howl, he stood on all fours enjoying the night air under the fool moon, and he watched the beautiful sea underneath the starting night

Beneath the celestial tapestry of a starry night, the ocean transforms into a breathtaking spectacle. Ink-blue waves shimmer like obsidian, their crests adorned with ethereal whitecaps that glow amidst the celestial luminescence. The horizon dissolves into a celestial curtain, as stars twinkle and reflect their brilliance upon the water's surface. The night sky becomes a canvas of vibrant hues, mirroring the ocean's enigmatic depths. The stars, like celestial fireflies, dance, and twinkle, illuminating the waves below. The ocean's gentle rhythm becomes a hypnotic symphony, echoing the celestial harmonies of the starry expanse above lulling him to sleep near the cliff unaware of the eyes watching him.

Merida and Nerida frolicked in the crystal-clear waters, their laughter echoing through the waves. Their scales shimmered like a thousand stars, and their voices were as sweet as the songs of birds. They danced and sang, their tails gracefully sweeping through the water.

The ocean was their home, and they were their guardians. They protected the fish and the coral, and they kept the waters clean. They were also the storytellers of the sea, and their songs were full of ancient tales and legends. This moment of bliss was cut short when they heard Remus howl, both sisters immediately took cover under the sea watching as Luke came down from the cliff towards the sea before finally drifting off to sleep.

"A werewolf!" Merida seemed shocked as she caught sight of Remus from under the water.

"What's a werewolf doing here, a long way far from home? Nerida seemed more intrigued than scared, it had been ages since she encountered a werewolf.

"We need to leave immediately sister!" Merida urged scared but Nerida was feeling more adventurous she turned down her request.

"He can't come down here sister, I say we watch him sleep."

It took little persuasion before Nerida was able to persuade Merida. Both sisters watched from below as Luke made a place for himself under the tree and fell asleep soundly, with a mischievous look Merida swarmed toward the shores.

Under the starry night, two beautiful slender ladies emerged, with long black hair that reached down to their waist, one taller than the other but they were of equal beauty.

Merida had Slender limbs that flowed seamlessly into a figure that seemed to defy gravity, while her piercing eyes held a depth that captivated and allured. She gingerly approached the sleeping werewolf while her scared little sister kept watch from the shore calling out to her.

"Merida!" Nerida whispered furiously but she ignored her as she approached the werewolf.

The werewolf was bigger than she imagined it would be. It had been a while since she encountered one and she had never come across one so big, she meant to have just a look but something in her stirred when she saw him and before she knew it, she found herself itching closer until her fingers touched its fur and that was where it clicked.

Like she was being drawn into a trance, every ounce of her felt it, the zap of electricity that reached her core, like being shocked with a jolt, the werewolf woke up, his golden eyes bore into hers staring deeply, there a familiarity in its depths as he knew her. He didn't attack nor did she move they just stared at each other. Scared, she hummed in her siren voice pushing him back into deep slumber before scurrying over to her sister and they swarm back into the deep waters.

Nerida kept pestering her sister about her encounter with the werewolf on their way back home but her sister never said a word about it. Deep down Nerida knew that was not the last time her sister would surface to see the wolf.