Anika had fought for so long and so hard to contain the feral side she had. She had no help but so far, had gone months without incident. She was starting to feel like maybe it was finally under control. The wolf slept in her human form in bed peacefully until her dream turned dark and she heard the rumbling voice that she hadn't heard since she was a child lost in the woods with her friends before they were massacred by what lived there.  

Her brows furrowed and she whined as it grew louder, closer, causing her hair to stand on her arms and the back of her neck. She tried to shake away the feeling but suddenly she fell and snapped awake when she hit the ground. Her fingers buried into dirt and her eyes focused in the dark but she was already very much aware that she was no longer in the safety of her bed or room in the Silvermoon camp. 

She could make out the rotting trees around her and the smell of dirt mixed with blood coated her sense of smell. She breathed a bit heavily as her memories had come back and she knew exactly where she was standing but how? 

 She stood slowly with dirt clinging to her hair and clothes and carefully tried to survey where she was when she felt the bottom of her feet send sharp stings of pain through her legs. She looked at them under the faint moonlight that tried to pierce through the trees only to find they seemed to have been torn open. She must have walked miles barefoot from the order over glass and branches as leaves and dirt caked into the cuts glued to them by her own blood. 

 She didn't know where she was but it was becoming more unsettling that she may have walked here in her sleep. But why here? She had only touched on the thought when something shifted in the shadows a few yards ahead of her. 

 "You thought you could hide forever?" The deep rumbling of the voice that haunted her prodded as two orange eyes fell on her from the dark. She knew those eyes. Ran from them when she was a child and was hell bent on fleeing from them now. The massive black wolf with rotting flesh and matted fur stepped into the little light the moon gave at least five feet high. 

 Anika didn't care how little her chance was. The Alpha her pack had feared and fed for years hunted her down, drew her away from safety and now stood in front of her again. Her feet screamed as she twisted them into the dirt and took off like a bolt of lightning through the black woods it now called its domain.  

 She heard its growl, felt the ground vibrate under her as he bound towards her. She was fast but wasn't fast enough. She felt his breath down her back and she skidded to a stop only to dash to the right fast enough for him to slide forward when she did, his full body slamming into the ground as he got to his feet to continue hunting her down. 

Anika was panicked, fear stricken, and couldn't think about anything but escaping. She was a rat in a maze. His maze. And tricks like that would only get her so far. She was about to pull another when a searing pain shot through the back of her shoulder and she felt her back become drenched in her blood. She cried out, whimpered, and fell cutting up her arms and legs on fallen sticks and rocks. The same place her scars where the first time he sliced her open with his claws.  

Anika shifted to her dire wolf form, far larger than the others yet still small in comparison to the Alpha and her white fur stained at the shoulder stood on end as she snarled at him, baring her canines. His laugh sent chills down her spine and she started to think maybe that wasn't the best choice of action. But as she contemplated this she could feel a burning sensation ripping through her wound. As it did her feral side stirred violently as though awakened from its slumber.  

 It was only then Anika realized what he had done. The infection from his claws she endured as a child now seeped into her again and made the feral side stronger than it had been previously. She growled lowly but he only laughed again. Anika fought harder than she ever had before to contain herself, but her claws bared and dug into the earth and her teeth grew sharper as the need for blood intensified until the pain from her wound burning into her back caused her to black out. 

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