As I lay dying in Pop's arms, many thoughts began to race though my head. One thing that I wished I could do was tell Blue, "I am sorry that I let you down. You put trust in me to protect him and I was too slow to stop him. I should have attacked Darcia instead of diving in front of the bullet."
The other thought was how long I held my secret from the guys. Being a girl has its perks, but the guys had a problem with it at first. At least that is what I got from it.
Before I drag this on, let me tell you my side of the story. If you haven't figured it out, I am Toboe and this here is my story of how I, as a female, traveled with a bunch of male wolves on a search for Paradise.
Author's Note: I know that the true Wolf's Rain is one in which Toboe is a boy, but this is my Fan-fiction and I feel that Toboe should be a girl.
Story Starts:
Before I met the guys, I lived with this old lady whom I called Grandma. I was almost like a pet to her because she fed me, clothed me, and cared for me, while in return; I gave her protection and companionship. The thing is, none will understand the relationship we held. I was like a daughter she never had except for the fact of me having fur and her having skin.
Anyway, she never knew that she was raising a wolf. That was the only secret I kept from her. Me being a female was pretty obvious. She used to always say, "Toboe, beware of male dogs and if worst came to worst, hide your identity."
When she lay dying do to sickness creeping up on her fast, I told her what I truly was. I showed her my human form. The reaction she had was not one that I was expecting. She said for me to go in the bottom of her closet and pull out a box. When I opened in it, inside lay a pair of light green cargo pants, a red button down quarter sleeve shirt with a pocket by my left breast, black army boots, and a huge red bandana at could be rapped around my chest twice to protect my identity. "Thank you," I said to her once I was changed and next to her bed.
"I want you to have these, too," she said handing me the four silver bracelets she wore on her wrist.
"I can't take those, they are your."
"You must dear child. They are my present to you. Plus, what is an old lady going to do with bracelets once she is dead? Can you answer that one?"
"But…"
"No buts, just take them. I want you to have them with you." I took the bracelets. Their weight was that of love, not only silver. My eyes welled up with tears, but before any could be shed, she spoke again. With the last of her life she said the words that till this day still lay in my mind, "My dear Toboe, do not shed your tears for me, for now is not the time. Be strong, for you will know when the time is right."
She closed her eyes and breathed her last breath. Sinking off into her new world, I laid a last kiss on her head. I held back the tears that lay in my eyes, while staring at her pale lip body. She looked so peaceful and almost sleeping.
A part of me could not stand to look at her body. That part of me won the battle, too. If I could not cry, then I was to run. And run is what I did. I sprinted out of the house in my human form, not quite sure where I was heading. It was my heart that pushed me on day in and day out. My long red hair wiped around behind me. At one point during my run I shifted to wolf form and continued on my way. For three days I continued on like that, unable to stop. My grandma was the one thing that pushed me on. Her death was something that needed to be avenged. It was only when I reached the city that reality hit me.
I cut my hair with a jagged pocketknife I found on the ground. Using a puddle of water to see what I was doing, I styled it to look like that of a guy, just in a unique style. It reached past that top of my ear and hung straight with a little curve. I layered it slightly to make it seem cooler. The hair that I chopped off was about 1 ½ ft. long. I tied it up with a ribbon and placed it in my pants pocket. Then I entered the city.
Once inside, I found a shop that I could sell my hair at. Once sold, the whole reality of my situation cam to me. I was now in a new city, on my own, with some money, disguised as a guy, and with no idea about what to do. One thing was sure, I had to find some food. I need food in other word, so before going on a hunt, I pondered over my decisions. They were hunting, stealing, begging, buying, and scrounging. First off, being raised by a human had not helped me to learn how to hunt. Second, stealing did not seem necessary at this point in history. Third, begging may work, but that involved me shifting into wolf form. Nothing more needs to be added to that one. Forth, buying involved spending money which might not be that bad. Still, who knew when I would need it. So, scrounging seemed like the best idea. So off into an ally, I shifted to wolf form and started to sniff around. When I found no food, I shifted to human form and went into a shop down the block.
I bought a loaf a bread and slab of red meat. Once rung up, I left on a search to find a home. I wondered the streets and allies till I came upon a few boxes pilled up near three trashcans. I ate the food I had in my hands and started to build a home. I took the biggest box and placed in on the ground. Then I mashed down a few of the smaller ones and laid them on top to stop rain from coming though. Then digging around in one of the cans, I came upon a few raggedy blankets and cloth. I placed the raggediest ones on the bottom of the box then lying down, I used the two best blankets to cover my body while I shifted into wolf form. That was the way I slept that night under the crescent moon. Fear was in me, but fatigue took over and my dream world was what I entered.
Author's note: Please rate me and message me. I want to know how you like this story so far. This is going to be a long on.