"Masterminded Criminal" A Willow Wolf story from a Y/N POV [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 3 - Not all of them have silver paws

A giant tree. That's what I was looking for, Willow described it as a tall oak tree in the middle of the forest, in a spot where the moonlight would shine the brightest. I thought it would be easy to find, but here I am, pretty much lost at 2:53 in the morning with nothing but a criminal to help guide me.

"We're lost aren't we..?"

"Hold on and be patient Mrs./Mr. fussy pants" Willow pulled down her sleeve and looked at her paw. I managed to snatch a quick glance at it, it looked like a roughly drawn map of the forest we were in. In the left corner of the map was a big tree, presumably the old oak that she was talking about, and then a path leading to a large square with the words 'refinery' next to it. Willow began moving forward again before I could look at the map a bit more, this time to the left. As we (I, being forcefully) kept walking along the stony paths seemingly built into the forest, we eventually reached a large field. Within the field was an oak tree, towering over the entire forest. And right next to the tree was Willow's racoon friend, understandably taking a nap on it. Willow, looking pretty annoyed, wandered over and gave him a nice slap on the head, waking him up in an instant.

"OW what the hell-" The racoon looked up and saw Willow standing over him, his eyes go back to a normal tired look.

"Wake up Rash! We've arrived at our first destination" Willow said sarcastically.

"Well what took so long? I was waiting decades!"

"Yeah I know, anyways Rash you told me that Katie was here with you as well."

"Yeah but she left after 1:00, went back to the refinery with the rest of the TSP"

"Uh, what's the TSP...?" Rash looked pretty confused, but Willow whispered in his ear, presumably telling him that I've never got into city news that often. Then Willow points her fingers towards a flyer on a tree reading 'WANTED: The Silver Paw, group of criminals and murderers. Wanted dead or alive. PRIZE: 50,000$'

"That's the TSP, its mostly just a big family of chaotic arsonists, I should know being the leader."

She chuckles a bit before turning back around to Rash. "Cmon dumpster man, lets go home for now."

Rash scrambled to his feet, and lazily strutted over to a different path. Willow on the other hand, walked over to me, handed me a piece of paper and looked me dead in the eye.

"Remember, don't tell anybody about anything"

She left in a haste, and I took a look at the paper she gave to me. On the ripped and tethered paper was a small mini map. On the map was exact instructions of getting from the old oak to where my house was. How could Willow know where I lived? And how did she know this before I had even met her?! I look up to try and question her about it, but she was already gone. Slightly annoyed, but tired, I began walking home, hoping that the map doesn't take me somewhere I don't want to be.

Authors Notes: Hello again! This chapter took way too long to make, sorry for that '-v- This chapter is kind-of small and un-eventful compared to the other chapters tbh, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer and more descriptive. See you next chapter!!