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Hope remembers the storys andd the rumours about the forest. Everyone who entures would occasionall come back, when they do they would spout wild storyes about a pack of gaint wolves the main one she hear was about a giant wolf with paws bigger than dinner plates and razor sharp teeth and claws more dangerous then a mad man wheliding ten inch cheff knives.

Although in Hope's opion these were all just storys, all just make belife to fighten and cause drama, due to these people and there ravernous storys; their small town is forbidon to entor the foerst or even go near it, day or night.

To hope this would be the day, the day that she would go in to this mysterious forest; she would through all the cautions to the wind and would enter this 'dangous' forest with its pack of crazyly large wolves.

As the Hope stood before the dark swaying leaves with the sun fulling setting behind her. She took a deep beath finally feeling nervous, finally wonderig if the storys and rumors are true but pushing all that aside she bravely began to walk into the forest.

The forest was dark, much darker than the summer night sky above the thick leaves. Hope felt weird as if the air was some how different from the atmoshere out side. The forest trees were thick as if she had already walked into the center of the forest but Hope was only about a mile into the forest.

The only path was covered with drying leaves that slightly crunched under hopes drty trainers, she kept walking deeper,a chilling wind rushed through the the wide range of trees and russled through her thin clothes, hope didn't think that the wind would be this cold and didn't doulb up her clothing.

Hope stopped before a wide beautiful clearing, the trees had grown to let the hevens reach the soft grownd below; servral colours for moon flowers were blooming gracefully much like a ballernea dancing beneth the moon light. These flowers were the only thing that stood out in the dim lighting, Hope couldn't see the trees on the other side of this clearing, this wasn't a serprise as it was night after all.

There was something else in the clearing. It seemed like a sleeping pile of snow; it was defently breathing, Hope move closer as quietly as possible but with her nortious clumsyness keep trying to trip her up, litiurally. She quitely shuffled around the sleepng ball of fluff, her cuiosity was stonger than her fear and her wanting to see what sort of creture this was was more powerful than the fear of getting biten.

It was a pure white wolf, it was definetly much bigger than the regular wolves but Hope has nerver seen a wolf smaller than this so maybe all wolves were this size; Hope kept moving forwards she could hear the animals deep calm breaths. She kept her eyes on the sleeping wolf until she gracefully fell onto her face with an loud 'oof'.

Hope quickle looked up to see if she woke the wolf up and it had; the wolves bright green eyes that still showed it's tiredness. The wolf seemed sligtly annoyed as Hope was clearly the one to wake him up. His eyes locked with Hope's who still laying on the floor with an look on her face like she just got busted by a pearent; it was ture that she was busted in a completely crazy situation.

The white wolve just looked at Hope, feeling curious himself. What was a fiften looking irl in a thin white dress doing in this forest dueing the night; plus he was completely stuned by the meracual colour of her eyes, they were a deep red almost like blood, they seemed to be bright and nieve but they were clearly covered with fear. To the wolf she looked like an angel.

Slowly the wolf sat up as to not scare this perculyer girl before him; she too began to get up as well, here eyes never leaving his. When he was sat in his full hight, he could quickly notice how small she was compared to his mighty hight.

The wolf turned his eyes to the sky to cheak the moon; it was only a few more nights until an eclips, few more nights until a lot of things would change and he couldn't wait; this chance was something defitely worth waiting for no matter how painful it will be.