Werewolf!GermaniaXForestRanger!Reader Ch. 2Werewolf!GermaniaXForestRanger!Reader
As the chopper that arrived to rescue the human ranger flew off to where it came from, a pair of icy blue eyes watched from a distance. When the sound of the helicopter had vanished into the distance, one, final howl, echoed through the forest, this one, if you listened carefully, seemed to say,
‘I’ll be waiting…’
Two years ago, an unexplainable event occurred that left the world baffled. 18 year old park ranger (full name) was attacked at Ranger Post 13 at the local wildlife park by, what she explains as, “an unusual and unidentifiable wolf like creature that had the ability to climb the 75 foot ladder to the top platform of the lookout tower, and almost managed to force its way onto the platform.” Evidence of this attack was found at the lookout tower; however, there was no way to prove that, what many people believe the ranger to have been describing, as a werewolf attack.
Werewolf!Germania X ForestRanger!Reader Ch.1Werewolf!GermaniaXForestRanger!Reader
Riding above the forest tree line in late October was simply a wonderful feeling. Looking out over the changing deciduous trees, ranging from burning gold to roiling oranges and reds amongst the green pines and cypress’, to the lapis blue lake in the valley below, a sense of peace was left to linger amongst the scent of the hardwoods and to be carried along the crisp mountain breeze. I could stare at it for hours and be perfectly content, but I had a job to do. Urging my stead, (horses’ name), forward we continued down the trail to the rangers post. Upon arriving, the other rangers’ horse whinnied out a greeting and (h/n) returned it with one of (his/her) own. Dismounting I led (h/n) to the stable and began to remove the saddle and other equipment from (his/her) back. Once all of that was taken care of I led (him/her) to the open pen with the other horse. Returning to the stable I retrieved the supplies that had been packed
So Cold With FireWhat's happened to the world these days?
These days so cold with fire
Is it just me,
Or is the world freezing in fire?
What could it be
To cause the world to become so cold,
So cold, with burning fire?
On Through the SnowWhere do we go,
When we wonder through snow.
Do we go forward,
Or do we go on?
Which way do we go?
Everywhere is the same,
Here the snow is falling
Over there it falls too
Whichever way we turn,
There, the snow is falling too
Which way do we go,
Which direction should I choose?
Do I choose to finally go on,
Or do I choose to carry on?
Hearts So Cold, Hearts of StoneHearts of stone
They don't beat at all
Residing cold and hard
Are they hearts at all?
Deep within the chest
A cage, a chest to hold
To hold what,
Something so hard and cold?
They don't beat at all
They cut, but do not bleed
They scar, but do not heal
What then, are these hearts of stone?
Lying within the chest
A chest meant for hearts of gold
What place, then, do these hearts belong
If not in a chest meant for hearts of gold?
They do not beet,
They do not bleed,
No, not these hearts of stone
Where then do they belong
If not in a chest meant for gold?
Gold does not shatter
It does not break
Unlike the stone,
Yes, the heart so hard and cold,
It shatters, all upon the floor
What place, then, does a heart of stone belong
Other than in a chest meant for a heart of gold
SebastianXReader Two Demons Ch.2Previously~
Opening the single drawer I removed the few contents and made the proper adjustments. Once done, I wrapped the still shaking and slightly damp mass with soft towels and gently placed her in the modified bed. I finished by placing a bowl of milk near her head for when she woke up. Smiling to myself I got ready for bed and checked on her one last time before falling asleep.
The darkness, it was so warm and fluffy. It was nice and soft and seemed to wrap itself around you like a cuddly blanket. A lazy purr escaped from you for a brief moment before it was replaced with a series of coughs that racked your body, soon followed by a few sneezes. It seemed that your body was the first to wake up as your mind was somewhere else, but it slowly came back along with the memories of the giant, red eyed, fire breathing dog. As the coughing subsided tremors took to racking your body