Trigger Warning!
While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.
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It had been an enjoyable late summer day. I had spent it at my aunt’s house, helping her clean out her basement and catching up on all the local gossip. Now I was walking home. It was twilight, still enough light to see fine, but getting to the point I’d rather not dawdle more than necessary. Night was drawing near faster than I anticipated it seemed, a consequence of it being late August now no doubt. Those shorter days always caught me by surprise this time of year.
I had turned down a trail that led through the woods. A shortcut of sorts, which was frequently teaming with wildlife. Great for seeing deer or owls, chipmunks and otters, there even was a pack of wolves which lived in the area. Those wolves had caused no shortage of controversy in our small town. There was a bit of an ongoing feud over whether they should be driven away due to killing pets and livestock, or whether it was better to let nature be. I had little opinion on the matter personally, but some men in our town had an argument come to blows over it recently; it was quite the ordeal.