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Levy slept soundly in a patch of silvery moonlight. Her blue locks seemed to absorb the glow of light as they shone brightly in the night. No longer in her burnt and torn dress, the small woman was nearly swallowed up by the spare shirt her new travel companion had lent her to sleep in.

Across the fire that warmed her skin, a large black wolf with a familiar aura lay on a bed of blankets the girl's companion had set up for himself. The raven haired man, however, was no where to be found. Not a sign of struggle or a trace of his absence could be found. He had left his clothes, blankets, and provisions behind with the woman. In his place lay the wolf. It's glowing red eyes watchful and alert, as if guarding the young woman that lay sleeping nearby. Long fur covered ears stood twitching upon its head.

The blunette tossed suddenly in her sleep. Soft whimpers escaped her lips as crystal like, salty tears slid from her closed eyes. Terrors flooded her slumber, tormenting her in her unconscious state and leaviyng her sweating and pale. Were they nightmares of her recently departed family or of the dangers still to come? Did demons and monsters cleave open her soft flesh as she cried out for mercy? Or was it simply her heart getting broken once more?

The huge black wolf shook it's head. The girl was strong, but she was young and innocent still. Her life took a terrible turn and she was left abandoned to the cruelty of the world. The creature snorted, climbing to its feet. Slowly soft steps brought the deadly animal closer to the vulnerable blunette. It stood towering over her small figure, too large and strong for her to fight of if he attacked. But attack he did not. The wolf lowered his body to lay beside the woman, his head in her lap.

She's so weak. Vulnerable and innocent enough to allow a wolf to find her sleeping and a man she doesn't know to guide her. I could take advantage of her sweetness, but there's something about her. I feel like I've known her forever. Not as the wolf who followed her as she walked to her grandfather's house in the wooded mountains, but as the man she agreed to travel with. I'm breaking so many rules doing this. The wolf growled gently in frustration as his thoughts brought worry to his heart. What if the pack find out? I can't fight them all off. Gramps alone could kill me. But I have to help her. I need to be near her. Everything about her calls to me. Fuck, Levy, what are you doing to me?

"Gajeel," the blunette's voice startled the wolf as he raised his head to peer into the big brown eyes he knew so well. "It's good to see you, old friend, or should I say new friend?"

The wolf cocked its head confused. She can't know, could she?

"I may not be certain, but I'm pretty sure humans don't have glowing red wolf eyes. I could be wrong. I doubt it however. A wolf who understands human language, spiked black fur, and the name Gajeel. A large man with the same red eyes as the wolf, same name as the wolf, same scent as the wolf, same black spiky hair as the wolf. Seems like a good bet they are one in the same."

As her speech ended, the blue haired beauty lowered her head, her eyes slowly closing. Moments later, her breathing evened out and her body grew still and relaxed, one hand placed gently within his fur. So, she figured me out that fast? I can't show that I know what she told the wolf once human again. I'm already a freak to the pack, I don't want to be one to her, too. I've got to be careful of other wolves as well, we enter pack territory tomorrow. As that thought ended, the wolf lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

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Silence hung between the blue haired woman and her raven haired companion as they made their way through yet another section of forest. Both deep in thought over the night before, neither seemed to notice the wolf following close behind. The animal was in unique in color, a red wolf that looked more pink than red, but wolves couldn't be pink, could they? It's onyx eyes stuck to the couple as it moved silently through the underbrush so as not to be seen.

"Um, excuse me, Gajeel?" Came a soft voice. The small woman had decided to break her silence. "Do you believe it's possible for the gods to curse a man?"

"What are ya getting on with now, woman?" The man snapped as if annoyed to have been shaken from his thoughts as the two slowed to a stop.

"My people used to tell a story, one about a great warrior who fell in love with the Lady of the Moon, only to be cursed by Father Earth to walk in the skin of a beast. The moon gave her life to ease the spell just enough to allow the man to walk in both worlds, the world of man at night, and the world of beast at day, after she birthed the warrior's child. It was also believed that my ancestor was a child of the Goddess as well, due to her blue hair. My father named me after the term moon born for that reason." Levy's voice shook slightly as she lifted her arm to wipe abated tears. "I wanted to know if you thought it was possible for something like that to actually happen?"

"Who knows." The man sighed. "I ain't one to think about that type of shit."

"I understand. I was just thinking that you look a lot like the description of the warrior from the legend. Tall, tan, and muscular, Metalicana had black hair, red eyes, and pearls of metal embedded in his skin. He looks like you. But if you were his descendant, you'd be covered in fur right now, right?"

Unless for whatever reason my genetics mutated or the curse effected me different from my fellow pack members. The man sighed, "look, Levy, there are things in this world that people aren't meant to understand. Curses, gods, ancient warriors, and the idea of reincarnation, that's not what ya should be focused on right now."

A sudden howl from behind the couple caused them to jump. The wolf who had followed them stood only a couple feet away, snarling. The creature looked angry. A fire burned in its onyx eyes making them appear more dragon like than wolf.

"Natsu," Gajeel spoke calmly to the beast, placing his body between it and the now shaking blunette. "I can explain, just wait till dusk, please?"

"Gajeel, what's going on? Why are you talking to a wolf?" Levy whispered from behind the raven haired man's back. "You speak to the beast as if it were your brother."

"Levy, I don't think ya should be questioning my ways," Gajeel sighed as if he regretted what he was about to go. Let the gods have mercy on his soul for this, "especially since ya yerself have spoken with a beast as if it were a close friend."