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It is Saturday, 1 a.m. Frost lies restlessly in his bed. Tossing and turning the slender white wolf can't fall asleep. The moon is full tonight; its mysterious glow casts an eerie spell on him. Frost looks through his bedroom window transfixed by the odd orb in the sky.

"What do you want from me? Why is it that whenever you're out I want to run into woods naked and just howl?" Frost monologues to himself.

"Silent- just like everyone else huh."

He decides to leave his small apartment room and stroll through town, hoping the walk will tire him out. The town is deserted at this time of night. Lil Crater is a small town so there's no night life, no 24 hour shops and no night patrol. Many of the townsfolk are retirees or students of Lil Crater's Art College. Frost is the latter.

Passing by a closed comic books store he notices his reflection in the see through window. He is a white wolf- a rare kind among his species. However, despite having the same appearance of a wolf he is smaller and weaker than the others. To add insult to injury, he stutters when speaking to others. As a result, many choose to alienate him-for his quirks are too much for them to bear.

Frost lets out a sad sigh and keeps walking. There's one place he likes to go when he can't sleep; deep in the woods outside of town there's a small waterfall. The water from the falls collects into a small pond no bigger than a king sized bed.

Nobody knows about this place except him and it's the best way for him to watch the moon up close, through the reflection in the pond. This night however, is different. Upon reaching the falls he sees a black figure standing underneath the falling waters. Frost hides behind a tree, careful not to be seen.

"What's somebody doing out here bathing in the falls?" thought Frost.

A closer inspection reveals the figure to be a massive black wolf. Frost is amazed by how muscular the creature is, it's back has a V shape like the professional bodybuilders on TV. Its shoulder is as broad as a dining table. The creature must be at least 7 feet tall-that's 2 feet taller than Frost. Frost's heart races, he can't take his eyes off the magnificently powerful creature. The creature isn't shy bathing in the nude exposing its firm muscular butt for the entire world to see. Under the gentle glow of the moon the creature's Adonis like body is a work of art.

Frost wants to see more, he leans forward from his hiding spot. Snap. His paw steps on a twig, Frosts holds his breath fearing the creature might have heard him. He looks up but the beast is gone.

Before Frost could process the sudden disappearing act, something tackles him from behind. The force is so powerful Frost flies right into the pond. A massive paw grabs him by the legs and dangles him in front of a massive set of teeth's.

The creature is even larger up close and very much a male from the large manhood dangling between his gargantuan thighs. He is ten time the size of an average wolf.

"Who are you? Only enemies and prey hide in the shadows. Which are you, runt?" the black wolf asks.

"Ne-Neither. I-I'm just passing bb-by," Frost stutters.

The wolf sniffs Frost from his snout to his crotch, paying extra attention on the crotch.

"You are aroused?" the black wolf asks.

Frost frantically covers his crotch and apologizes. The wolf laughs loudly, Frost wonders if it's loud enough to wake the townspeople up.

Slowly, the black wolf puts Frost down on the ground. "You don't seem to be a threat and you are too small to make a decent meal. Entertain me and I might consider letting you leave in one piece," there's a spark in the yellow eyes of the black wolf like a child receiving a new toy.

Frost's ears droop downwards for fear of his immediate demise even so, he can't help but check the wolf out. From the ground up the black wolf is a Herculean Alpha with all the muscles to show for it. His furry pecs look strong and beefy, on his left pec there's a strange orange marking-it resembles a bite mark. Beneath his massive chest is the firmest set of 8-packs Frost has ever seen. Even lower- "Hey, where are you looking runt?" The black wolf brings Frost's attention back to his angry face. "Runt, where do you hail from?" asks the giant wolf.

"The-the town of Li-li Lil Crater. Right out- ss-sside of this for-ee-est," Frost curses himself for his stuttering problem it makes him sound more pathetic than he actually is.

"What is wrong with your voice?"

"I-I'm a stut-stutterer. I can't h-help it."

The wolf holds onto Frost's shoulder with his massive paws. He's looking at Frost straight into his eyes, softly he says," Look into my eyes and only my eyes. Don't think of anything or anyone else and just answer my questions. Do you understand?"

Frost nods his head. "What's your name runt?" the wolf asks, his eyes never moving away from Frost's.

"Frost."

"I am Sigil, first born of Shadow Fang, the pack Alpha."

"There are more of you?" Frost asks with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Yes. We are a pack of warriors that live and die by the moon's will. We have severed all times with the outside world to preserve our species. Now Frost, you carry the scent of the moon- why is that?"

"The scent of the moon? I don't understand," Sigil isn't making any sense to Frost.

Sigil looks up to the moon in silence. Frost considers running away while Sigil's distracted but part of him wants to know more about the wolf warrior and the pack.

"The moon has spoken. I am to take you to our pack for the initiation ritual, prepare yourself, runt." Sigil grabs Frost and shoulders him like a sack of potatoes. Sigil's calves flex a little and he bolts into the woods. Frost screams and bangs his fist on Sigil's back but Sigil takes no notice of this. The black wolf is running so fast past branches and rocks that to Frost everything is just a big black blur.

After 5 minutes, Sigil comes to a halt. A wall of thorns and branches blocks his path. "S-Sigil, put me d-down," Frost is still trying to get his attention but fails yet again.

Sigil blows a high pitch whistle and just like that the whole forest falls silent. A musical tune plays from behind the wall; the wall begins to fade away until no trace of it remains. Frost's jaw drops from the unexplainable magic trick. Sigil sprints off again and arrives at a large open area.

This new part of the forest is barren; no signs of flora or fauna grow on these soils. Sigil stops in the middle of the field and drops Frost onto the ground with a thud. Frost massages his hurt bum when he realizes that someone is watching him. All around the open space, wolves the same hulking size as Sigil appear.

The wolves begin to howl, a symphony of power and unity." What are they howling for?" Frost wonders. He looks around for a way out but there's none, all around him are wolves, massive wolves. In front of him he sees a throne made of stone.

A thunderous boom echoes through the night sky, silencing the wolves. From the shadows two figures emerge, the largest resembling Sigil but older takes the throne, he must be the Alpha. The other a grey ancient looking wolf wearing a ceremonial headdress of feathers and a wolf's skull stands at the Alpha's side. The silence is deafening to Frost's ears, all the wolves must be waiting for the Alpha to speak.

"What reason do you bring this weak outsider into our midst Sigil?" The Alpha's voice is deep and commanding.

"The moon has spoken to me. This one is to undergo the initiation ritual," replies Sigil.

"Very well, if that is the will of the moon, so it shall be done. Let the ritual begin," the Alpha bellows. All the wolves begin howling in excitement.

"What is this initiation they're talking about?" Frost begins to panic at the thought of what is to come.

The elder looking wolf approaches Frost. "The initiation ritual will begin. Whether you live as one of us or die an outsider will be decided here. You are to present your worth and should those with the moon's blessing vouches for you; you may stay and be a part of us. PRESENT YOURSELVES, THE CHILDREN OF THE MOON." The field shakes with howls of excitement. Three wolves appear beside the Alpha. One of them is Sigil, the second one is as large as Sigil but his body seems to be a mixture of fat and muscle. His bite mark is on his protruded belly. The furthest to the right is a shorter wolf with a swimmers build rather than the muscle Titan look all the other wolves have. His bite mark is on his right bicep.

The elder wolf bends closer to Frost and whispers into his ears, "You better have a trick that will blow their minds whelp or you'll be dead in seconds." Frost starts to shake in fear, it cannot be seen that his face is losing colour because of his white fur but he knows it's happening to him.

Why did this have to happen? Why did he ever go into the woods in the first place? Now, he's in a life or death situation.

"What is your weapon of choice?" The elder wolf asks.

"A brush," Frost answers, without a stutter. If this has to be his last night, he's going to do what he loves most. He will channel all his fears into one magnificent master piece.

The elder wolf produce a brush out of thin air and passes it to Frost. "The colours will come naturally, depending on what it is you are imagining," says the elder wolf. The elder wolf then joins the four in front. Frost is on his own now.

Frost takes a deep breath the picture he wishes to draw is clear in his mind. He gets on all fours and draws on the earth. Just as the elder wolf said the colours appear from the tip just as how he wants it.

The drawing takes about thirty minutes to finish, looking back at it Frost can die happily with what he's created.

"Is that all?" The Alpha asks. Frost nods his head without looking at him.

"Then who vouches for this outsider?" It's the voice of the elder wolf. Frost prays inside his heart that one of them would show him mercy but there's no such luck. Nobody says anything, not even Sigil. "It's over," Frost whimpers to himself. His ears and tail droop sadly in defeat.

"I vouch for the outsider".

Frost's ear's perks up and he looks to see who has chosen to save him. It's none of the three young wolves nor is it the Alpha-it's the elder wolf. Can he do that?

"The Sage has spoken, as a child of the Moon's choice is valid. Outsider you are now ready to be one of us," the Alpha declares and all the wolves howl once again.

The elder wolf approaches Frost and says, "It's a lovely painting you have there.-The moon pond on a winter's day. What you've shown us tonight interest me and I would happily teach you what I know as Sage, after your initiation is finish."

"Wh-what? Isn't the ini-initiation over?" Frost asks dumbstruck.

"Not by a long shot boy. Now comes the Alpha's ritual, I will take you there now."

A wisp of smoke engulfs Frost and everything turns pitch black. When he can see again he's no longer in the open area with the wolves. He is in a beautiful grassy field, the moon is still up and there's not a single star in the sky.

"Hello, whelp," a deep voice calls from behind Frost; it's the voice of the Alpha.

Frost turns around and his snout brushes against a thick wall of fur and muscle. He's only tall enough to reach the Alpha's navel.

The Alpha looks just like Sigil but he doesn't have the wolf bite on chest.

"Do you realize how fortunate that a simpleton like you has been saved. The Sage's choice is odd but I've learnt not to question him. There must be some potential in you, even if there isn't you would make a suitable toy for me," the Alpha chuckles at Frost.

"Now, to finalize your new membership you must recognise me, ShadowFang as your Alpha," Shadow Fang face closes in on Frost's snout and licks his nose with his thick tongue. "I-I do," Frost says. "Of course you do little whelp. You have no choice but you have yet to recognise my scent," Shadow Fang says. He grabs Frost by the collar of his shirt and rips his clothes off. Frost's slim naked form glows under the moonlight.

ShadowFang licks his muzzle like a hungry beast seeing its meal. Frost's tries to hide his erection from seeing Shadow Fang's muscular form. The massive wolf pulls Frost closer into his embrace with a tug of his massive 33 inch biceps. He flexes his left bicep and forces Frost's snout in between his pits. "That's right -smell your Alpha. Take in all that is me and learn to love it," Shadow Fang commands.

The Alpha's pits smell of sweat and dirt. Frost breathes in the scent deeply; he loves how it reeks of power and musk. The Alpha's paw then guides him down to his enormous hairy testicles.

The scent of his testicles is different; it's more concentrated with musk and has a woodsy feel to it. Frost grabs hold of the black wolf's volleyball sized testicles in each hand. They feel so heavy and warm to the touch; the little wolf starts to knead the massive balls like a master baker kneads his dough. The continuous stimulation to his balls causes Shadow's dick to grow to its full 13 inches, towering over the Frost's 6-incher.

Shadow pants heavily, no one has ever made him hard so quickly ever before. The pup would be an excellent slave for him to spend his nights with. The Alpha imagines all the dirty and subservient things he would make Frost's fragile body do. Unable, to hold back anymore he grabs his 13 inch cock and jerks off with his massive right paw.

"Arrghh... little pup... I might have underestimated you... uh... now...get to work...on my ass," Shadow commands.

The massive Alpha leans against a small mould of land, his firm muscular black butt jiggles in front of Frost's snout. Frost can't resist the allure of those beautifully round butt cheeks. He inches closer and sniffs around Shadow's hole. The scent is so manly and arousing.

"What are you doing back there? Stick your snout inside my hole already," Shadow says impatiently while still jerking himself off. Frost sticks out his tongue and starts licking around the sides of the hole at the same time he squeezes the Alpha's butt cheeks with his right paw.

Slowly, Frost goes deeper and deeper until his whole nose is buried deep inside the muscle wolf's crack. The inside of the muscle wolf's anus is warm and moist against Frost's snout. Beads of sweat from the Alpha's muscular back begin to trail downwards into his crack dampening Frost's snout further.

All of a sudden, Shadow flexes his glute muscles and traps Frost in between his butt cheeks. Frost tries to pull himself out but Shadow is too strong. The little white wolf starts to feel dizzy headed from the lack of oxygen. After a minute, Shadow unclenches his anus and frees Frost. Frost falls back onto the ground exhausted. Shadow turns around, his erection standing proudly against his beefy pecs threatening to burst at any second. "Now... huh...huh...let's make it official with my staff...blessing you with...its...ritual waters, open wide pup," Shadow jerks his dick even faster while making humping motions. Frost himself is wanking off to having the big wolf's spunk all over him.

Shadow lets out a violent growl and cums all over Frost's body. The muscle wolf produces so much spunk that it covers all of Frost's body. The white wolf's own cum is lost in the tidal wave of hot, thick semen.

Frost starts to lose consciousness from the intensity of his own orgasm. Before he completely blacks out he hears Shadow say, "Welcome to the pack, pup."