《Druidification》Chapter 1
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Hello! I am starting to post this on Royalroad now, and my goal is to write 1000 words a day. I will be posting what i write each day on Patreon, but I will realease on here and scribblehub as i go. I keep my patreon ten chapters ahead at all times, and have been posting since earlier this month. My plan right now is to release two chapters a day until this site catches up with where i have scribblehub, and then i will be releasing on here one chapter a day going forward. I hope you all enjoy my story!
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE*SMACK*
"Ugh." Unintelligible groans come out from underneath the covers as a hand retreats back underneath after delivering sweet justice to the perpetrator. Peeking out, a set of green eyes set themselves to see the nuisance reading out 6:00 AM. 'Bleh, I want more sleep, but I need to get up.' Slowly, the blankets rise up, with nothing but a head popping out of the top, and makes its way to the bathroom.
Once arriving at the bathroom, the blanket shifts over and hits the light switch. "Argh" the blanket cries out, in a feminine voice, as the blankets rise up to cover the head to keep the rays of pain away. 'Its too early for this', she thought while shielding her eyes from the blinding whiteness. As her eyes adjusted, she starts to be able to see the same face in the mirror that she has seen every morning. Complete with long chestnut hair and the body of a blanket monster, she strikes a pose that is as threatening as she can make at this hour. "Rawr, all shall fear my incredible softness, and lovable warmth!" is declared out, followed by a symphony of giggles.
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'So, today is the last day I can take care of those giant fur balls before I am forced to take time off. Hopefully I can get Bryden to take care of it while I am off', she thinks to herself as she starts brushing her hair. 'because I really do not want to leave their care to Angie, no living being should ever be that unlucky.' Imagining the outcome, a slight shiver runs down her back, causing her to put it far out of mind. She takes a few more minutes in the bathroom finishing off this part of the morning routine, before heading back to her bedroom and throwing the blanket back onto the bed, sans her. Despite it being early March in Canada, it is surprisingly warm. A nice brisk 5 degrees reads out on the thermometer beside her bedroom window. However, the blanket shell was just cast off, and the rush of the cooler air causes hair to stand on end. With a burst of speed, she quickly gets into her work uniform, just to escape the biting winds that the blanket (praise be!) protected her from.
Continuing on the morning routine, she prepared a bowl of oatmeal, turned on the TV, and sat down on the couch. And yet again, the news today was still filled with controversy, scandals, and outrage. There were only two things that really stood out as different this morning. An asteroid was heading to the planet and people were crying out its the end of the world, again. Almost like its the year 2012. And then the other actually seemed positive, the opening of a new 110% efficient powerplant over in Thunder Bay. While skeptical, if it works it could potentially solve the issue of global warming just from the technology itself. The potential that this held was immense. Then, of course, there were the people saying that the asteroid would hit the power plant and end the world, but they were being pushed away as conspiracy theorists.
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Turning off the TV, she goes and cleans the bowl, before putting it in the drying rack. Seeing that its 6:40, she grabs some leftovers from the fridge, gets her boots on, grabs her keys, and heads out. While locking up her house, she hears from the house next to her "Hey there Natalie, heading off to work? It could be more fun to just stay over here with me for the day. I would pay for anything you could want."
"Troy, for the love of fuck, stop. Please just never say any of that ever again. I will never 'get with you', as you so put it." Before he could add on anymore to the verbal sewage that he had spewed, she quickly left after locking up her house. She never wanted to deal with him, but lately he has just been more of a pain than any neighbour should be. That is not the first time he has approached her with that offer. 'All he sees is my body and wants to show me off. He does not care about anything but himself, that disgusting pig.' Every time Troy has tried approaching her, he has been shot down harshly and quickly. However it just seems to give him more determination for the next time
After a quick fifteen minute walk, she arrives at the Waterton Park Fish and Wildlife Conservation office, thoroughly putting the morning despair from dealing with her neighbour behind her as fast as she can. Swiping her badge, she enters and heads straight to the break room. As she walks in, she notices that her boss is chilling in there, sipping on a cup of coffee. "Morning Bryden. Good brew today?"
"Ehh, it's a little weaker than I would like. But all in all, it's a solid cup of joe. Definitely is putting in more work than Angie will this morning..." he answers back, sardonically.
"Is that air-headed Barbie going to be late again? Why is she not fired yet?"
"Cause sadly, she still gets her work done enough where I cannot fire her. Us Federal employees get all of those added protections you know." they both sigh, exasperated. Then Bryden gets up, heading out of the break room, "Well, if you need anything I will be in my office dealing with our budget. Have to make sure we are getting paid. Your continuing with that group of wolves today, yea?"
"Yeah, I am just wanting to make sure that they are taken care of. They barely let me approach them as it is, let alone you or Angie. I just want to make sure that they are in as good of a spot that I can get them before my weekend." She replies as she puts her lunch in the fridge. "Have fun with the paperwork!" All she gets in response is a groan and the door closing. She punches in, and then heads toward the back. Its time to be the Doctor with Wolves!
Huge thanks to my Elder Wolves Jake, Viktor, and Kevin for supporting me and my writing! Remember that I keep Patreon ten chapters ahead at all times.
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