Of course there is magic in the world, right? Everywhere you go, although it is not so clearly obvious as it might seem that it would be. Magic has its ways of hiding itself. It is often found even in the unlikeliest of places, where one would not think to look. Magic is very clever, and if one chanced a glimpse at it, they were lucky. The wolves of Aurius Hollow were exactly as lucky, for after a few hundred years of living in the presence of hidden magic, they had awakened it.
Little had they known the great oak tree in their very midst had been harboring a powerful oracle. The centuries long duration of weather on the tree was evident, the branches worn and the leaves less captivating. The small force of an ordinary thunderstorm simply pushed the well marred barrier that was held on the magic over the edge. A large crack split down the side of the old tree, the bark splintering into irreplaceable pieces. The ancient relic deep at the heart of the tree no longer hidden in the expanse of the tree.
They say lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice? Within minutes, another spike of electricity fled the heavens, attacking the aged oracle. The force of the lightning shattered it into minuscule shards, hundreds of shards, too many to keep up with. The swarm of glinting pieces circled the gnarled tree where the oracle once was, shards of each and every color, each and every kind. The magic held within the relic was split between them, each piece only holding a sliver of the more powerful magic. A blue for water, red for fire, and so on.
Well past midnight, the dark of the sky confirming the time, the wolves would ordinarily have been soundly sleeping through the night if not for the cracks of thunder that were hard to ignore. Awakened, they swiftly congregated around the broken tree, eyes wide with confusion. The rift in balance of the sacred place caused the circling tornado of shards to lose their peaceful momentum, the pieces spiraling outwards in all directions. Wolves became targets. The shards having no direction hit a few of them, entering their bodies, their souls ... and transforming them.
To be continued...