Elder Wolf

By S.L. Armstrong

A young Faolan comes of age with the aid of the Wolf-Prince, who teaches him how to become a man, to hunt, to provide for his mother and sisters. As Faolan grows and becomes the responsible adult Ad'en had known he would be, love grows, but Ad'en knows love between them can never be more than an unfulfilled wish. (Note: This is only a brief short story, not a full-length novel.)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Storm Moon Press
• Release date: Dec 27, 2009

S.L. Armstrong

S.L. Armstrong and K. Piet met a handful of years ago through a joint love of Tolkien fanfiction. After a couple of years of casual friendship, they put their heads together and began writing fanfiction. It didn't take long before fanfiction wasn't enough and they began to write in their own worlds. Now, they jointly publish their work through their publishing venture, Storm Moon Press LLC.

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Elder Wolf

S.L. Armstrong

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Copyright © 2009 by S.L. Armstrong

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Elder Wolf

From the darkness came a low growl, and silver eyes shone in the gloom. The old man lifted his eyes from his book and peered into the blackness of the doorway to his room. The eyes flashed in the orange firelight like quicksilver, and the man felt his heart begin to race with fear. With unblinking eyes, he watched the massive gray wolf stalk into his bedchambers. It made no sound as its paws almost glided across the floorboard, but the man continued to gaze in fear at the prowling beast.

He yelped, the sound shrill in the stifling silence, and cowered as the wolf effortlessly leaped atop the bed. The wolf approached the man carefully, warily, its eyes taking in