Destiny in Chaos

short fiction | fantasy

The wolves that occupied the Dark Forest at the edge of Chaos lived under one ruler. The Moon. She was their priestess, their mother, their guiding light. The oracle of their Destinies. And all the wolves that lived under and worshiped her had the same thick, gray coats, and the very same eyes. Sapphire blue.

Their eyes were blue at birth and remained blue until their Torrent year. The year they would ask the Moon for guidance, as they entered the most fruitful phase of their lives. When they would leave their birthplace and seek their Destiny, their purpose, and most importantly, their mate.

When their match was set, a hunger would grow in them. A driving starvation that would pull them up by their roots and send them hurtling through the darkness toward their deepest desires. As they ran to their Destiny, and the gifts promised them by the Moon, their eyes would change, from blue to gray. They would find and claim their mate. Put down fresh roots. And begin a new cycle of blue-eyed Mo…