Moonweavers

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Authors: J.T. Savage
he’s became totally wolf, he seems more limber and right.  Not stronger, but more flexible and built for speed than power.  Rob must have actually died half way through his transition because he didn’t look the same.  He looked more distorted and out of sync.  Scott takes his new wolf form back down the ridge toward the valley hoping that the wolves might have changed too.  Or not he could be faster if they didn’t, but if they did, maybe they could stop killing humans for awhile, knowing that’s their soul mission in life.  He speeds down the mountains edge into the valley.  Scott finds a creek and has a refreshing drink of water while surveying the area with eyes, nose and ears.  Now being closer to the ground and the earth, subtle smells and tastes, Scott is growing fond of his new organic form of existence.  The sun rises more pronounced when Scott finds the old dirt road that the lumberjacks used to haul out that part of the forest.  Scott knew he was getting closer and closer to humans.  He could smell their rotting filth from the landfills just beyond the hill.  He could hear the zipping of semi trucks and cars from the highway connecting it to the bottom edge of the mountains valley as Scott slowly progresses down the hill.  The other wolves could be anywhere.  Scott ponders as he takes another slow scan of the woods from left to right and back from right to left, keeping particular interest in all the dark shadows of the woods for hidden traps from the wolf pack, knowing that they very well could be anywhere.  Scott didn’t have a real plan, but he did follow the road for a considerable distance.  Slow and watchful as he crept along side the road, scanning for signs of life not knowing what this new planet had to offer and this new vulnerable organic body he know possessed.  Knowing he could be killed so easily and so quickly, he felt vulnerable more than before in his safe cubicle on the moon.  Like a pregnant mother in a womb, now finally released into a new world.  Just like a newborn baby . 
    “ If this is gonna be my existence, I better take it for what its worth.”  Scott thought.  “But why change now.  I mean why?  Why not when I landed?  It has to be the part of me that’s moonlight that performs the transformation.  God, if Rob was here, he could explain this to me a little better.  But he ain’t.  All I know is that those wolves were pretty damn pissed when they found out I wasn’t following the herd.  Better keep traveling and keep some distance from them fuckers.”
    Scott trots a little faster now liking the way the wind cools him and his coat.  For now the sun is warming up the atmosphere.  Experiencing the whole hot and cold thing for the very first time is very dramatic and fulfilling at the same time.  Like he was a puzzle before and now all the pieces just fit,  Now he ’s complete, knowing that before he never truly existed until this very time.  He can imagine what the feel of it is from television monitors and film.  But to really experience it is to know.  He would explain to any mooner if he had a chance.  It’s everything that you ever dreamed and more.  To feel this way for five minutes would be a more lived life than three hundred years in a dream that automatically make you happy so that you don’t mind that you’re food.  Scott holds his canine head up a little higher and back arches a little deeper at the thought as he trots through the woods.  Now more curious than ever to see what lies at the end of the road.  Scott sees more and more cars along the highway gets bigger and the roads get wider.  The traffic gets more congested.  Scott lingers more towards the east thinking its too much for now.  Too scary.  Too populated.  “I mean what if they do know  I’m not exactly human.  They could just shoot me in a instant thinking I’m gonna eat or attack them.”  Scott thinks, “No, no.  Outta sight, outta mind.”   He

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