Well it was like a weekend worrier's camp for shape shifters (looking back now is how I see it), but I jumped into it not knowing what it was. I came in on the middle of it, like in most dreams people have it's all jumbled and it doesn't always start at the beginning. However I can't really call this a dream and also I could piece everything together beautifully. Now I know I've confused most of you by saying this wasn't really a dream, but sorry it's not so black and white, there are areas of gray. It was part dream, part over active imagination, and part astral projection.
The place was like a desert, a really rocky, crappy desert. Temperature was just fine though almost as if there was no temperature at all just pleasant lack of. Here I am on this barren land, and I have the pleasure to walk into what looks like a clan war. Now being the good mortal that I am I should have just walked away, self preservation (knowing now what I didn't know then I still don't know if I would have walked away, probably not). Walking into this war I already knew the numbers were off one side stacked against the other. A clan of at lest 10 werewolf's (most already in wolf form and the leader in human form) against 7 sad to say stray dogs (4 in weredog form 3 out in human). The underdogs were getting their butt kicked (well it looked like that). I don't know why had to have a bleeding heart that night but I couldn't watch the nipping/barking contest.
I was dressed in a black short skirt, black boots, long sleeve black thermal shirt, and my fathers dog tags hanging on my neck. Anyways back to the story at hand, like I was saying that night I had a bleeding heart and had to step in the middle of this tiff. I walked up to the leader of the wolf clan and made eye contact. He stared at me with a bored dark gray eyes and a lazy grin.
"So, hi." Was all I could think of to say lame as it was, and all I got back was a low deep throaty growl in reply.
"Yeah well girr at you too." His gray eyes sparked in anger.
"Do you think you are special? Or that something is protecting you from harm so you can smart mouth whoever you please?" His lip curled up into a snarl.
"The only thing that protects me is my stupidity I like to think. And no I am not special."
"The stupidity explains why you have interrupted something that doesn't concern you, so just walk away."
"I can't just walk away...sorry."
"And why the hell not?"
"Down boy no need to show fangs. I can't leave because I have a question. And that question is why would a seemingly tough guy like you, with a pretty good sized clan at your feet, be picking on, and sorry to say this, a pack of runts." I turned and looked at the other pack still nipping and barking the three in human form looked scared and frozen in place, so scared in fact that my insult to them didn't even look like it register.
"Mighty fine question and the answer is simple. They have no leader, which makes them fair game. Plus they came onto our territory unwelcome, uninvited, and I can't stress this enough without a leader."
"Let me get this straight just because they have no leader they are fair game?"
"Yes that and the fact they are on our territory." His arrogance showed through in his voice.
"And why did you guys invade their territory?" I turned to look at the runts.
"We didn't invade, but yes we weren't invited. We only came to look for a leader." The tall spiky haired blond male answered uncertainty shined in his violet eyes.
"Did you know that all they were looking for is a leader?" I turned to the cocky gray eyed wolf pack leader.
"Yes but that doesn't concern me."
"Damn you must be some big hot shot if others are looking for your protection. Although it doesn't seem like you offer any."
"To my clan I do." He flashed his fangs again. "Do you think being a leader is easy? Do you think that as a leader I can just choose to protect every stray that comes along? Do you?"
"I think you can be a little kinder, honestly." He threw his head back and laughed
"How's this for kindness. If you want me to call back my pack step up and become leader of the leaderless."
"Umm, funny."
"I'm not laughing. You are the one that came in the middle of this pointing the finger at me and my pack and now I'm giving you the chance to make everything right. All you have to do is become their leader and I will call mine off."
"We just want a leader, and you did stand up for us." Spiky haired kid swallowed hard and looked down at the ground.
"So are you just all talk?" Grey eyes crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"No I'm not all just talk. You promise that if I do take them this is over no more fighting."
"You don't know me. My promise could mean shit."
"I will take it on good faith, from one pack leader to another."