Crescent Moons Part 2
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Elef ran in on all fours. Hightower and Daniel huddled under an overhang recessed in the mountainside. The snow flurries are much less here, and the wind not as harsh.
Hightower, still in wolf form, spoke to Elef. “Where is Jacard?”
“What? He is not here. We got separated. I hoped he had made it here. Give me a moment, and I’ll head back out and look for him.”
“What? What’s the matter? I can’t leave him out there by himself.”
“NO! Do you want to get lost or die too? Either he has found shelter by now, or we will have to look for him or his body when this is over.”
“Hightower, please, he is our friend.”
“Yes, but let us face it. He is not one of the pack. I will not have you risking yourself to find him. My decision is final.”
“You are not the Alpha, you know.”
“No, I am not. But I am acting Alpha when he is not around. I am his lieutenant. His right hand. And if you do not follow my orders, you will have him to answer too.”
“It does not matter. The pack comes first, and you and he knows it.” Hightower sighed. “It is not like we have not been tolerant. We have all been very patient. But sometimes, even born of the pack does not get a spirit. NO! We will wait here for the storm to pass.”
Elef looked out into the storm. His eyes watered as he knew he would not see his friend again, alive.
The next morning Hightower watched the horizon as the light got brighter. It was a brilliant day. The snow melted as the sun’s rays hit, leaving behind a blinding light. He nudged Daniel on the shoulder, waking him up.
“Hey, Oh. Has the storm passed?” Daniel stretched his four legs and yawned at the same time.
“The storm passed sometime in the night. Get Elef up. I’m going to go scout for a bit.”
Daniel padded over. Dark circles shadowed Elef’s eyes. The fur under was dark and still wet. Daniel shifted to human form and retrieved his clothes. He did not want Elef to read his thoughts.
Elef opened his eyes. His face sallow and drooped. His stomach growled.
“Some things never change,” Daniel chuckled. “Hightower went scouting. He should bring back breakfast.”
Several minutes passed, and Hightower returned, carrying three snowshoe hares in his jaw. He dropped one in front of each of them.
Daniel shifted back to spirit form. Saliva dripped from his jaws as his teeth ripped the flesh of his rabbit open. He sighed contentedly as he tasted the warm blood slide across his tongue and down his throat. He finished everything except for bone and skin in seconds.
Hightower took his time, while Elef gave his meal to Daniel. Hightower raised an eyebrow. “Do not tell me you are not hungry. I can sense your stomach over here.”
Elef ignored his hunger. “I want to get looking. He has to have made it. He has to.”
Danial devoured the last bit of his second hare, tossed back his head, and made a low growl. “I don’t get it. How could a bloodsucker react to the cold? Even a quarter should keep him cool. Cool. Get it. Cause like he is cold.”
Neither Hightower nor Elef looked amused.
“Oh, sorry. Bad timing. But he never complained nor affected by cold before. I remember once I was freezing, and he looked like he was relaxing on a beach somewhere. So, what gives?”
Hightower pretended to knock Daniel over accidentally. “He may just be going through the change for the first time. Most of us change immediately, even for the first time. It can be painful and very startling, but we adapt. It is that vampire, that undead side of him, that could be hindering the process. In all of our history, we have never mixed with their kind before. We kill them, not befriend them, and never be intimate. This is a first for all of us. Do not give up hope, Elef, Jacard is more resilient than you think.”
Elef’s worry lines relaxed. “Alright, then. Let us go find him.”