Mag-log inAt some point, somewhere in some world, that is not so unlike ours, the self-proclaimed wandering witch rattles with her enchanted transport bus and a half accompanied by the much too cute dwarf, in which there is a demon, and the ice dog demon, her hideous voice can make one's ears bleed across the country and lives off the magic of booths and the sale of sachets of herbs. Likewise, somewhere in this one world of some kind there is the last pack of wild werewolves who like to hunt and eat people at night and who have a latent problem with witches and wizards. And this wandering witch meets this pack of wild werewolves and this is exactly where our story begins. And what happens then can really be imagined by anyone and of course this story really lives from clichés, but otherwise it wouldn't work either.
view moreIrm was standing on top of the wall between Velvel and Seff, leaning his forearms on the parapet and watching the pack as they ran into the forest as wolves to hunt. The two twins and four others stayed behind to guard the castle. Between all the big wolves, thorns and flakes swept through the trees.“You know,” began Seff when the last wolf had disappeared into the forest, “he is actually very much in order. Only he's not a pack leader and he knows that too. ”He shrugged his shoulders thoughtfully. Irm had to think twice before she understood that he was talking about Aatu."It's okay. I don't have to marry him right away, ”she replied and watched the sun sink. Velvel made a tone she couldn't place. At her questioning look, he just waved it off. Seff sighed softly, without having noticed anything from Velvel's gaze, and continued:"I'm serious. So not that he was ever a complete rampage pig, but he was in a really good mood. Funny ... ""Funny for him," inte
“Because they're friendly,” she explained conspiratorially. Zev laughed.“Derne's family burned him because he's too nice. He was able to part with his body at the last minute and take possession of another body, ”Irm began to tell. Zev raised his eyebrows."And then he is looking for a lap dog of all people?" He asked in disbelief. Irm shook his head in denial."No. He actually wanted to drive into the body of the wolf that had torn the mother of the puppy he is now in, but his spell easily went wrong. And so he ended up in a small helpless puppy instead of a stately wolf. And I found him. He's my best friend. ”She smiled and Zev realized it was a wistful smile."Where did you grow up, Irm?" He asked curiously.“In the largest pack of the south-west forest. At the Lupine de L'Ouests. My aunt is the seventh generation of the pack witch there. "Zev made a face."You poor," he sincerely regretted. Ir
He wanted Rafe back and he wanted the witch to go away again . And he wanted Matchit not to be there and for the witch-bag maker not to break his vow. Oh, if he was honest with himself, couldn't time just turn back two years? Or better yet, at fifty?Aatu sighed softly.“I have a headache, I'm going to bed. Hunt without me today . "He turned and dragged himself lazily across the yard.Zev looked after him, slightly worried."I'll stay with him," he decided seriously. Velvel, his twin Seff and Úlfur nodded in agreement. They would n't go hunting tonight either.Irm gnawed at the inside of her cheek, affected. Somehow she got the feeling that she wasn't quite as innocent of Aatu's headache.......No matter how many times Derne had said it in the past two weeks, the werewolves were still giggling in amusement. Derne craned her head and toddled raised in the center of the courtyard. He let his gaze wander over those
"A pro pos, witch-bag maker", Zev sparked in between. Aatu and Irm turned to him questioningly.“He's still out there crying. What do we do with him? "There were now sixty-six werewolves, a witch, two demons in the shape of lapdogs and an enchanted T3 vehicle standing in front of the castle wall, staring at a whimpering witch bag maker, who was lying on the floor and pressing his burned hands to his chest , and two icy werewolves."Are they dead?"The kitchen maid took a long branch and nudged it on the flank of one of the frozen wolves. Irm looked questioningly at Flake.By now yes , answered the ice dog demon, almost bored. The kitchen maid said "Eee" and then giggled silly from behind her hand.“What was that actually earlier? You? “, Zev wanted to know curiously. Irm grinned broadly and shook his head negatively .“Nah, that was a flake-Dern