Chapter 1: South

A/N: For my amazing boyfriend who has literally gone through hell and back for me. Who has also, quite literally, saved my life. I love you baby. 3s-making-love-forevers. (for those of you that don't get it, if you put two 3s horizontally together like they're making love, they look like an infinity sign)
I decided to write this because i felt a crossover without one fanfic from the anime of either one, was slightly shameful. That and i couldnt resist writing about wolves :D Hope you like it. Reviews are always appreciated, and very much wanted.

Across the barren snowy land she ran, seemingly floating instead of running. Was she running from something, someone? No, perhaps she was hunting something; again, no. She was running to run, to feel the wind in her silky fur and to feel the rush of adrenaline that kept her going. The little wolf demon was happy, not a care in the world as she slowed down to breathe after her 7 mile trek. The little demon was beautiful, she was deadly, she was amazing. Her soft and silky fur was not tangled but smooth. It shone like black glass in the moonlight, and her cyan-blue eyes made her all the more electrifying. She was tantalizing to the senses to say the least. Her lean body had curves to die for, her blue eyes almost mystical against the blackness of her fur. Her scent was clean and human like with its shades of coconut and vanilla. Her tail was almost a godly sculpture, not bushy like the rest, but with a nice touch of fluff it almost felt like a pillow.

The night was cold and clear, the latter being a nice change from the blizzards of yesterday. The snow on the ground was loose and powdery, like confectioner's sugar. She sat, a foot deep, in the fluffy snow and looked to the sky.

"To which way do I go?" she thought.

"South." spoke her beast. And she listened.

The black wolf travelled south at an easy pace, mildly keeping in mind that she needed a place to sleep later, as she hasn't done so in a couple days.

"What's in the south that's so important?" She asked her beast.

"You will see. But you should hurry. Be there before the new moon" it instructed.

"Why can't you ever give me a straight answer." She huffed and wondered idly.

A few miles later she noticed dawn began to break on the horizon. With the mountains to her back, darkness came even earlier, and the new moon was in three days. Grumbling at her beast for its unobtainable wishes, the she-wolf found an unoccupied cave and trotted into it. The girl morphed into her human form and began to gather sticks to light a fire. Her long hair matched that of her fur, black and silky. Her blue eyes shone, even in the half light of the sun on the horizon. Her black jacket was lined with fleece and covered with windbreaker material. Her jeans miraculously kept her warm in the negative arctic temperatures, and her black boots kept her feet dry. After lighting a fire and roasting a hare she found in the forest, she pulled her hood under her head and fell into a light, dreamless sleep.