Crimson Claws & Fangs ch.06

   Samantha, the Crimson Vixen, yells out from her cave, “who are you?”

 

   The man outside simply answers, “Someone like you.”

 

   Samantha sniffs the air and recognizes the scent to be the same as her’s, “So I wasn’t just imagining that” she thinks.

 

   Outside of the cave she sees a native American man with grey and white streaked hair, wearing moccasins, a leather vest, leather pants, and a strap on his forehead with an eagle feather in it, overall looking like an Indian from the movies to Samantha.

 

    The man refers to himself as “Grey Wolf” and gestures to his jeep nearby, He tells her, “I brought cloths for you to wear on our way, but don’t worry they’re typical white woman cloths.” Samantha remains frozen at the entrance of her cave, “Don’t trust me?” he says. Grey wolf transforms into a white and grey male version of the same thing Samantha is, except that his tail was only half the length of his legs and shaggy like a wolf’s tail and his muzzle and ears were also wolf like. Samantha noticed that his cloths seemed to stretch and then relax in his transformed state as though conforming to his new shape. Even his tail had a hole that appeared for it in his pants.

 

   “Your cloths?” she says dumbfounded.

 

   “Special were-dire cloths.” He says, “the cloths for you are made from the same material, unless of course you prefer going around naked.”

 

    For the first time in a long time Samantha realized that despite being covered in fur she was indeed naked, and despite having the same basic appearance as her this man was indeed wearing cloths. Samantha accepted the cloths & put them on, this woman’s pants suit fit her perfectly as it shifted to fit her frame and build perfectly.

 

   “Did Versa send you?” she asked.

 

   “Actually it was Censa who sent me.” He answered, “she sent me out this way after she sensed a new were-dire being created, and its taken a very long time. It’s a real pain to try and follow a scent in the desert especially when you don’t know the exact individual scent. Been chasing my own tail more than I care to admit. If it wasn’t for Versa contacting me as I passed the road near here I would have missed you, heh, and that was a scary encounter, felt like her aura alone was going to crush me.”

 

   “Three things,” she says, “one what is a were-dire, two I just had a dream about Versa telling me to find others like me, and three who is Censa?”

 

   “well,” he says, “one, a were-dire is someone who is half human half dire like you or me, humanity starting calling the gods that made us this way Dire so they just went with it when naming out species, like a were-wolf that is half human half wolf. Second like I said Versa was just here, she vanished right after telling me where you were, so I would guess she visited you in your dream ahead of time. And third Censa is a very powerful Dire; she is a daughter of Rhuen and Versa in fact. She has control over a powerful group and has her main head quarters in New York City.”

 

     Samantha pictured a large black furred male dire in her mind when Grey Wolf said, “Rhuen”. “Rhuen,” she thinks, “he must have been the male we encountered in the mountains.”

 

 

    Samantha decided to go with Grey Wolf for the time being. As they drive towards the nearest road in his Jeep she says, “I would like to stop off in San Diego first to get some stuff.”

 

   “No problem.” He says, “that’s just where we were heading anyways, there are some folks there we need to talk to.”