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I woke up with this tingle that would not leave me alone. It just started but it hit with a great force. It was nothing like the pain that I got from that wild fox.
I still have the nightmares that came with possession that I had gone through. There is no darkness but the thoughts that the nogitsune had when he had taken me for a joy ride. It was not that bad until they went towards the pack.
The things that he wanted to do to Scott, Isaac, my dad and even Derek. There were some of the memories of the time that he had Lydia. Once I got better and defeated my other half, I tried to tell her that I am sorry. She wanted nothing to do with it, "It was not you," was what she kept saying to me.
She is just happy that I did not die with Allison. She was one of those that sat next to my bed for as long as I was in it. I had to kick her out. That is how bad it got.
I sigh as I look at the full moon that is shining outside of my window. I have this itch that I can't seem to get rid of. I get up and open my window. The wolves and my dad don't like it open but I had to. The look of that moon was brilliant. It is my first one after the last fight.
I stick my head out and took a breath. It felt fresh and clean, not like fresh after a rain storm, more like freedom.
I pull my head back inside. Some part of me wanted for me to go outside, I know that it is me and not some crazy thing controlling me. I open the door to my room and noticed that my dad was not in his room. I went down the stairs and…no dad. I swear that he was home when I went to sleep. He has been taking the shifts that were in the morning when I am a wake. He is worried that he will miss a nightmare.
I walk to the window in the front to see that his car is not home. I smile, I am happy that he is trying to be a normal him. A month is a long time; I do start school on Monday.
Before I realized it I was outside my window, looking down. The ground does not look that far down that it normally does. So I do what it was that my body wanted to do, I jumped. It takes me a second to realize what I just did. I went against the pack and my dad. I left the house and it felt great.
'Shit,' I thought, 'that dang fox has yet to leave me. This sucks.'
As this was running through my mind it occurs to me that I want to do this. I put it to the side and went on with what it was that my body wanted. I guess that I have no control over it at all.
At this point in time my body wanted to run and ran it did. I found myself in the woods before I knew it. Once I got there it was like I was flying, my feet barely touched the ground. My body started to move to a lower position until I was running on my hands and feet.
'Hell ya body, do what you want. This feels great.'
It did not occur to me until I heard a howl that there were wolves in these woods. They sounded close. My body froze up and just like that I had it back in my control.
The only problem I had was I had no clue where in the woods I was in. I shrug and went in the opposite direction that I had been facing. That does not help me much because I know that I zig-zaged all over the place. The potential threat to my life started to leave my head as I started to run again. It just felt so free. If this is how Scott feels then I will not laugh at him again. It is awesome.
I did not realize that I became smaller or that I was about to bump in to the grumpiest people that I have ever met until I did.
Derek's POV
There was something that came from running with pack. It might only be the boys and I but it was still great. I can feel the space that is empty, were the other parts of the
pack should be; Lydia (even though she says she would not do this), Stiles (he should be home) and Allison. She might have been a hunter but she will have a place in this pack (my heart).
We decided to grieve when the whole pack could do it together. We all need it for, even though it took me a while to accept, the alpha was hurting and so was a beta and the banshee. I don’t know about Stiles.
I have not seen him since he was back to himself. Everyone tells me that he is doing better; even the twins have seen him. It was weird to have them worry about him when they did not like him.
We might have a new member to this rag-tag group of a pack, a fox at that. I have to say that she would do some good for this group. She can get Scott to focus more the Stiles lately…which does not count because Stiles has been out of commotion for a while.
I ran for a bit when I came across a smell. It was a sweet smell and I wanted to find the end of this. I howled to the others telling them that I had scented something and I was going to hunt it.
They answered to tell me to go for it. I went and followed what it was that I smelled.
A few minutes went on when I noticed a fox, yes a fox, came my way. It did not look like it was looking where it was going. I just stood there and waited for it to hit me.
Once it did I picked it up. I know that it was a stupid thing to do but there was this feeling that it was not going to hurt me. It looked up at my face and did this (cute) squeal and out it went. I know that I am scary but I know that I am not that scary.
I howled to the pack to call them to me. I have not got rid of the alpha thoughts yet but Scott is getting good to tell me when I have over stepped.
Looking down I get a real good look at this fox. It was white with a thick strip of black starting from the middle of its eyes to the tip of the tail going straight down his back.
I pet his head as the others get there. "You're beautiful."