{"sf1_id":180466,"sf2_id":"Rno783on","title":"Forbidden Blood 11","author":"Isinia","words":1168,"posted_at":"2010-09-23T11:22:00.000Z","tags":["Canine","Forbidden Blood","Fox","Isinia","Mutt","Story","Wolf","murder"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/180466-forbidden-blood-11","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rno783on","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d7/5b/d75b3935-9f53-45f4-b55d-649ef87d8c0a","description":"","content":"CHAPTER 3\n\nPage 11\n\n\u0026nbsp;Isinia couldn't believe what she was seeing, falling to her knees as  \nher eyes started to let out tears once more. Her grandmother lay dead on the  \nhardwood floor, stabbed to death by some sort of dagger which had gone  \nthrough her heart. A pool of blood had formed below the body and it seemed to  \nbe growing. Apparently this had just happened as a tiny note card was left  \nbehind on her body with just one word or name, \"Murdoc.\"\n\nTears and cries came from her as she finally gained the ability to move  \nagain, hugging her grandmother one last time before she got up. She ran to  \nher bedroom and looked herself in the mirror, her eyes looking at an unknown  \nperson who was covered in mixed blood from that of an enemy and her  \ngrandparents as she screamed, \"Wha... what have I done?!  \nNoooooooooooooooooooooooo!\" Her hands grabbed the nearest thing she could get  \nand smashed the mirror to pieces, not wanting to believe that this was  \nherself.\n\nFor a final time, she ran out of the building, running down the street,  \nheading towards a specific building which had one being she deemed a close  \nfriend. The toy maker Wulffrith. Upon reaching the front doors of the toy  \nshop, she desperately knocked and banged on the doors, trying to wake him up  \nfrom the second floor. It took a little while as her cries were finally heard  \nby Wulffrith.\n\nWhen Wulffrith had opened the door for her, he was shocked to see the  \ncondition she was in and immediately rushed her inside and closed the door.  \n\"Isinia, child, what has happened,\" he asked with great concern as he looked  \nto her in the eyes. The only response Isinia could give was a silent stare  \nwith tears in her eyes that only told a rather sad regretful story. Wulffrith  \ntook his shirt off, which was large enough for her to wear and to keep her  \ndecent as he said, \"Here, take this and get rid of the bloody dress. We'll  \nfigure out something for you to wear later. Stay here and don't go anywhere.  \nI'll be right back.\" Isinia took the shirt and nodded gently as a broken  \nvoice came from her, \"I... promise not to go outside again.\" Wulffrith tilted  \nhis head to her wondering what that meant before heading out the door to  \ncheck on Isinia's once peaceful home.\n\nWhile Wulffrith had left, Isinia began to take off her dress, looking  \nat it for a moment as she remembered it was given to her by her grandmother.  \nNow it was just a useless blood stained dress that was ripped in half on the  \nfront part of it. When she threw it in the trashcan, she could've sworn she  \nfelt her heart tear apart. Once she put on the large shirt that Wulffrith had  \ngiven her, she looked around at the toys he had made throughout the years.  \nQuietly she promised to herself that she would never to go outside again  \nexcept only for what Mr. Wulffrith needed, not wanting to anything like that  \nhappen ever again.\n\nWulffrith had finally returned with a few blood stains on his fur just  \nbefore the sun had started to rise. Isinia had simply been sitting on the  \nfloor staring at the toys that were on shelves with some tears left in her  \neyes. Wulffrith walked up to her and knelt down in front of her, \"I'm so  \nsorry about your grandparents Isinia.\" Her head turned slowly towards him,  \nagain those sad eyes that told a rather sad story on what had happened.  \nIsinia slowly leaned over to him, hugging him. Wulffrith returned the hug  \nsince it was the best he could do to comfort a heartbroken girl.\n\nWhile Isinia was by herself at the time, Wulffrith had figured out  \neasily what had happened in her home but when he had followed the blood  \nstains on the sidewalk that lead to that alley, he was shocked to see what  \nhad happened, only guessing what went on in this dark alley. He managed to  \nget Isinia's grandfather's dead body into Isinia's home, placing it right  \nnext to Isinia's grandmother. It took him a great deal of time that there  \nwasn't much he could do by the time dawn was nearing, deciding to lock the  \ndoor and wait until the end of the day to come back.\n\nDuring the morning Wulffrith had given Isinia the spare room he had,  \ncomplete with bed and desk. The room was rarely used as most of the time he  \nonly used it whenever family members would come to visit him. Throughout the  \nday, Isinia simply kept to herself, never responding to Wulffrith's calls to  \ncome and eat breakfast, lunch, and lastly, dinner. Wulffrith worried sigh as  \nshe looked at her, sitting in the corner with her head buried in the pillows.\n\nAs the day came and left, Wulffrith took the opportunity to head for  \nIsinia's home once more, this time taking his small truck with him. He placed  \nanything that may seem of value and delivered it straight to Isinia's new  \nhome with Wulffrith. There really wasn't much of value to speak of since it  \nwas mostly just small items. The rest were just clothes and a few items that  \nbelonged to her.\n\nWulffrith had managed to bring Isinia with him but to stay in the  \nvehicle and not see anything until told to do so. He had managed to place  \nIsinia's dead grandparents into the truck and headed off towards outside the  \ncity limits, right into the forest. As he came to stop, he grabbed a shovel  \nand began to dig a grave near two big trees that seemed to be intertwined  \nwith each other. Isinia still sat in the truck with her eyes closed, not  \nwanting to disobey what Wulffrith said, afraid that if she disobeyed,  \nsomething bad would happen to her or Wulffrith.\n\nBy the time dawn had arrived, Wulffrith had managed bury the bodies and  \nbrought Isinia out of the truck to join him in prayer. Wulffrith uttered a  \nprayer while Isinia stood and stared at the grave where her grandparents now  \nrested. Tears soon began to flow once more from her eyes but kept herself  \nsilent except for an occasional sniffling. Wulffrith had finished praying and  \ndecided to leave Isinia be for a bit with her grandparents one final time  \nbefore heading home.\n\nIsinia just stood there, continuing to stare at the gravesite, hearing  \nher grandfather's last words repeat over and over in her mind, \"I-Isinia...  \nlovely... daughter of my son... be... good girl...\" She raised her head and  \nlooked to sky whispering, \"I promise grandfather.\" Just before turning to  \nhead back with Wulffrith, she whispered, \"Goodbye grandfather... Goodbye  \ngrandmother...\" Wulffrith opened the door for her to get in, and started to  \ndrive away from the gravesite. Isinia held onto Wulffrith once more as she  \nbegan to cry from her heart.  \n\u0026nbsp;\n\n[PREVIOUS PAGE](%5C)\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; [NEXT PAGE](%5C)  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/179201-forbidden-blood-10.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/183288-forbidden-blood-12.json"}