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Primal Shift Ch. 1

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Trees dusted in white powder flew by David as sped through the winter wonderland. His trusty snowmobile for a steed was performing excellent in the fluffy snow. He loved riding along the isolated trails that were carved through the forest.

David and his company of friends and family always went up into the mountains around La Pine, Oregon during ski season. It had become a tradition for them. Unfortunately, David had never been much of a skier and he had nearly broken his neck trying to snowboard. However, David soon found that he loved to go snowmobiling. He loved the rush of the wind as he sped along the trails.

This year had not been different and everyone had gone up into the mountains. Usually, one of David's friends goes snowmobiling with him, but today his friend wanted to ski. This left David alone in the woods. Over the years, David had traversed nearly every trail on the mountain. However, there was one set that he had never been on before. That particular set of trails were a little bit off the beaten path, but David knew that he could go along them fine.

Before he had left, he had notified his friends of which trails he was going on in the case that he was to crash. He had purchased his own snowmobile a few years back and he had customized it to his liking. It was blue with white flames that ran along its sides. It also had its own first aid kit and hatchet.

A powdery snow had fallen two days previous, and it had framed everything with white crystals. His face and body had also been covered in the powder thrown up from the trail. He could see that this trail was isolated due to the fact he was cutting through fresh snow. He had been traveling along the trails for hours when he finally felt like he needed to start heading back.

Without warning, something caught on the right front corner on of the snowmobile and the vehicle was thrown deeply into the woods. By some miracle, the snowmobile did not immediately crash into a tree. However, his luck could not run on forever. Instead of crashing into a tree, the snowmobile soared off a cliff. David was thrown off his seat and he went crashing through the trees. He landed hard in the snow underneath the trees and he heard a sickening crack followed by an explosion of pain in his left leg. He also was bruised all over from the numerous branches he had fallen through. He did a mental probe of himself to see what else was wrong. He found that he had broken his femur in his left leg, but the bone had not broken the skin. He knew that femur breaks were very bad and that he needed to get help soon.

He remembered that his cell had clear signal out here and he tried to get it out. After he pulled the phone, he saw that it had been smashed to smithereens by the branches. He could not believe his bad luck. The only way to be found now was to, hopefully, be heard by a rescue patrol. He was not supposed to be back for hours though.

Hours passed, and the sun was beginning to set. David had passed out again trying to crawl towards his snowmobile. He was getting cold and he needed to build a fire soon. He finally got to the hatchet that was strapped to the snowmobile. He made another laborious crawl to a small dead tree that would make great firewood. It took a while, but he was able to chop up the tree into pieces for a fire. After clearing some snow and setting up the wood, he used a fire starter to get a nice fire going. Just after he got the fire, started darkness descended on the forest.

As the dark enveloped him, he expected dozens of noises to keep him up all night. Instead, the silence of the forest seemed to be crushing him. The silence seemed to push him towards sleep. He awoke to a sound piercing the blanket of silence. Another sound followed the previous one and he was able to identify the sound as something approaching him in the dark. He froze as the dim light from the fire illuminated a pair of sinister eyes floating in the dark. He first thought that a cougar had found him but as the eyes came closer, he fire showed that it was actually a wolf. Wolves had not been in Oregon for years, but they had recently started to return from other wildernesses. David quickly looked around for more eyes, but he did not find any. He picked up his hatchet and prepared himself for an attack from the approaching wolf.

When he tried to move closer to a tree, he remembered his injury. He inspected his leg to find it had swollen to twice its normal size. He needed to find help soon and he wished he did not need to worry about a wolf attack. All of the sudden, he was hit by a wave of nausea and drowsiness. He quickly figured it was because of the loss of blood to hit leg. He began to panic, it was coming down to death by wolf or death by his injury and the glimmer of hope that he would live through his predicament started to wither away.

The wolf seemed to sense his panic, and it stopped abruptly and studied David intently. The wolf's eyes soon found his injured leg and it looked back up at him. David decided to meet the wolf's gaze, and he saw that the eyes looked sad for him and were not filled with the hunger David would have thought that would be there.

After the two looked into each other’s eyes for several moments, it started to approach again. However, as it came closer, David thought he could see its fur shimmering. Then the wolf began to shift and change into something else. Its fur began to disappear and its bones began to move around until the wolf now had the sleek figure of a naked woman. David sat slack jawed, back against a tree. He continued to stare at her unbelieving of what he had just witnessed. She continued to approach him and she crouched next to him. The realization hit David and he tried to move away from her.

"Do not be afraid," she said as she grabbed his leg to keep him from moving away. "I'm here to try and help you. What happened to your leg?"

Her touch suddenly made David realize that he was in the presence of a naked woman and he immediately blushed. "Uhh... I crashed my snowmobile," he motioned to the wreak, "and landed on it wrong. I think it is broken at the femur and is filling up with blood."

"Oh..." She looked down. "I can’t move you the leg is... too badly damaged."

"Could you go get help then?" David asked hopefully.

With pain in eyes, she looked at him and shook her head. Then her gaze drifted off to the horizon. "There may be something I could do.... No. I could not do that to you."

"Do what?"

She looked deeply into his eyes, "Change you..."

What he had seen before came into David's head. Very quickly, he realized she was in fact a werewolf, there was no other explanation. He looked back into her eyes and asked, "Is it the only way I would survive?"

She looked away, pain in her eyes. "I believe so."

Without waiting for an answer, she backed away. David could see fur growing all across her body. Claws grew out of her fingers and he face pushed out into a muzzle.  Her changes finished with a tail growing out of her rear, but she was not a full wolf as she was before. She stood nearly seven foot tall with digigrade legs, wolf head, and a human like figure complete with furred over breasts.

"Good to be warm again," she said in her human voice, seeming odd coming from her wolf muzzle.

David stared at her, awed by what he had seen. She smiled at him. She kneeled next to him and put her muzzle next to his face. He could feel the warmth of her breath, its warmth thawing his freezing skin. Then, without warning, she bit down onto his neck and shoulder.

 

My first attempt at a werewolf story. The entire story will have 4 chapters, maybe more. Excuse any grammatical issues, I will fix them as I see them.
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