Tundra raced through the mountains forest with the grace that no mere human could run. The wind blew through the long strands of hair that was as white as the snow that had come the earlier months. The snow haired girl was a legend of the woods. A warning to travelers and hunters alike. She was something of a myth. She could disappear and appear with out you known. Only did those who were not a target and did spot her saw the girl laughing.

Laughing in the winter's blizzard were the howling wind covered her joy. No one could track her and no one could quit prove she was real. They called her the maiden of the forest or the snow angel. She was nothing of that sorts. Real nor myth. There but not. Watching but not seen. All she left was people with stories that would not be believed and the crimson red liquid of her victims. Victims who's bodies were torn to shreds.

The maiden of the woods was never seen and never heard and the lone cry of the wolf irked people and sent shiver down their spines. The maiden was unreal a myth. And never did she let a victim who she attacked live. Never had she had a challenge.

The boy was a nut case. Easily crazy. And yet he was a player. And oh did he play his cards right. King of Charms. King of all games played. He was a proud but deeply damaged soul. Abel and Cain the two sisters were the only people who could see the damage. And then he left. Walking on his own journey. Killing evil and playing games. It was who he was. The kings of charms.

On the streets. To a war. Where you fight to your death. It's kill or be killed. And so he gladly used this in the new life. Kill your enemies before they kill you. He was powerful. And with power comes great responsibility. A responsibility he had no intention of keeping. Have fun and kill your enemies that was the life. Oh the wonderful blissful life. He had no care in the world. He could woo anyone and kill and do whatever he pleased. And no one ever challenged him.
No one still alive anyway
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Tundra crept up close to the deer heard. The snow was laying down and the deer were starting to move out. She needed a meal. She was starving. But winter was her element she could just feel the wind mixed with snow and be happy. Crouching low she pinned her ears back as she searched for the weakest link. And she spotted it. A fat old and injured deer. She came up slowly and froze when a small deer looked up. The stared off for a few minutes before it ran.

The others ran to. And so she chased bounding over the snow easily as any wolf could while the deer bounced up and above the snow drifts trying to gain the advantage. She clamped her teeth down onto the target's hamstring. It fell and thrashed circling twice she clamped down on it's throat. It gave a chocked rough cry for help before she shook it and cut off the air. Her tail wagged at her kill. Circling against she dug her muzzle into the flesh of the stomach. Blood oozed from the deer still warm. She tore at the flesh he coat as white as the snow around her became red around the muzzle and paws.

The snow piled on as she ate stuffing her self. Picking the rib dry she chewed on the bone smaller birds flocked around pecking at the un touched meat. She watched the birds with little interest letting them fill them selves for the winter. A fox stopped by and she snarled at it warning that if it tried to take to much it would be dessert. It stared at her before tearing a chunk out and scampering away to eat before returning. She let it. After all she could see it would have kits early this year.

She got up abandoning the kill and headed to a small stream. Lowering her muzzle she licked up water. Then she froze. A boy maybe a year or so older than her was trekking through the deep snow. She growled and raised her muzzle to howl. The boy collapsed. She narrowed her eyes and jumped the stream before trotting over. She sniffed him and nudged his face. A coyote stopped waiting. "scram!" she barked. It scampered along it's merry way. Nudging the boy she rolled him over. His fingers were stiff and his lips were blue and he was dressed in a somewhat winter clothing but nothing to survive out here. Sighing she crawled under him wrapping him in the warmth she could provide.

When the boy started to rouse he found him self surrounded by fur that smelled of forest and wet dog. Sitting up he shivered. It was still and no more snow seemed to fall anymore. Nothing moved. Turning around he found the source of heat was a wolf. It's head laying on it's paws and the slight residue of blood on the muzzle. It was a bit larger than a regular wolf. It's coat as white as the snow. He got up snapping a twig under him it's ears flicked forward and noise twitched. He froze as the ice blue eyes opened. It stared at him pushing it's self into the standing position it's ears flicking back and forth and it's tail unmoving. "Um thanks" he smiled. A bit of wag. "So where am I?" he asked it. It looked from side to side.

"DO you know where shelter is?" he asked. It started walking. "Useless" he mumbled. it growled. He turned back around to see it looking behind it's self to check if he was fallowing. After a while they reached a cavern. A pool of water big enough for 1 or 2 people to bathe in wide sat in the corner fed by a underground cavern. He sighed as the shelter provided a bit of warmth. And then he frowned. A bunch of ripped clothing sat in the corner discarded. He walked over. It was ripped and bloodied a bit.

He looked at the wolf who stared at him. "Your smarter than you look you stupid wolf" he shook his head. The wolf snorted at him circling the perimeter. "What ever" he shrugged before falling asleep on the dirt floor.

He awoke covered in sweat from a nightmare. "your strange. You shout none existent words in your sleep" a light feminine voice chided. He looked up. "Gah!" he jumped away. The girl was 14 at least with longer white hair that covered most of her body. She stood her full height 5'3 and 1/2. He looked at her face light blue eyes and unmarred face. "Where is the wolf?" he looked around. She didn't answered. Her hair sweeping around her. he looked down. "Your.....those are.....why are you?" he sputtered out. "The cloths were damaged. I spend much time in my other form so I never bothered to fix them and" she stopped. "other form?" he blinked. "Of course bathing as a wolf is not easy" she shook her head.

"Why are you naked?" he blinked. "I told you the cloths were damaged and- STOP being a pervert!" she hugged her arms to her breasts. "Well your the one who is naked!" he pointed. "then don't look!" she shrieked. The boy felt the breeze brush his back. He looked down. his chest was bandaged slightly. "You know you should wake me so I can enjoy it" he smirked. She through his shirt. "Don't be so idiotic as if I would sleep with a man" she snorted. "So you sleep with women?" he let him self grin his eyes shinning behind the lenses of his glasses. "Idiot. I would sleep with no one I have pride and besides humans are dumb and easy to trick, you are a prime example I merely bandaged your chest for you were injured" she puffed.

"Uh huh sure" he shrugged on his shirt. "Don't mock me!" she snarled. She turned and slowly stepped into the clear pool till she was up to her next. "Go entertain your self while I bathe" she waved him off. "I like the show right where I am" he smirked. She turned her face red from embarrassment or anger the world will never know.

"tell me your name" she ordered. "Charmante Roi" he spoke it fluently. "why were you in my woods" she asked. "Hiking I go were I please" he shrugged. "not here this is my turf" she folded her hands under her chin. "Oh really then what is your name?" he asked. "Depends on what you believe some say maiden of the forest others say myth or legend. But it is Tundra if you must know" she smirked. "Well Tundra I can do as I please for I have the gun" he smirked reaching into his pocket. The frowned. "You mean this thingy?" she smirked holding the pistol in the air.

"How did you?" he stared wide eyed his eye brows arcing above his tinted glasses. "You were unconscious for 3 hours do you relay think I didn't go through and disarm you?" she smirked. "You bitch" he hissed. "I've heard worse" she answered. "uh huh sure now give me back my guns and knives and whatever you took. I'm going to get something over you and take you back to town." he pushed him self up. "No! You can't make me go back!" she screamed pushing her self until she was all the way under water.

He rolled his eyes reaching under and yanking her up. "And why is that?" he laughed. She lowered her head. "I....don't have to tell you" she whispered pushing her self out of the water. "Go back to town Charmante Roi get your supplies and get out" she shook her head and shifted into the white wolf and trotted off. She walked to the dense forest and watched the boy leave. Tracking him from behind she made sure he left. "good riddance" she huffed. Turning she trotted back into the woods.

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Charm sighed as he stood at the edges of the forest. It was spring here and the forest was alive. Sighing he trudged in trying not to make to much noise. Stupid wolf. It had haunted his dreams and nightmares. And the only way he was going to end this was with plan A & B. Plan A find out why she haunts his every thought. Why that silver she-wolf lurked in the corners of his mind. Or Plan B. Simple and plain- kill her. Honestly Plan B was going to become Plan A soon.

He stomped how could he not track her. He just couldn't.argh! And then he almost jumped. Almost because he is Charmante Roi and he does NOT jump. The white wolf was on a rock ledge staring down at him. what is he doing here her ears flicked a little. And then he saw her form morph. Standing there was a girl with silver hair and blue eyes this time in cloths. A blue dress with a short jacket over it and black stockings on her feet. "If I knew any better I'd say you were trying to find me" she laughed. Something was off. He could tell.

"And how did you come to that conclusion?" he grinned but his grip on the gun tightened. "I know a hunter when I see one" she didn't smile she frowned her eyes hard. "Well you are a wolf" he stalled. "What are you doing here? I told you to leave" she growled. "I just-" he was cut off. "Your here to shoot me aren't you" she sighed. "Not exactly Plan A" he shrugged. "The woods aren't safe for people ask the towns people they'll tell you all about it" she narrowed her eyes. And then he saw it. her hands were stained crimson and the liquid was drippin from her fingers. "You killed someone" he breathed. "yes no hunters allowed and no stupid tourists or hiker" she growled. "You stay on the trail and I might leave you alone but you step into the woods and your game just like that hiker" she tossed the helmet to the ground. It rolled bounced and stopped at his feet.

"Someone does not like sharing" he laughed. She hopped down the steep incline. "Your point being?" she huffed. "I don't like sharing either" he looked into those eyes. Something was drawing him to her. "We aren't sharing anything" she stated. "No we are not but I don't want to share you" he raised his hand and touched her cheek lightly as if she would wilt away right in front of him. "Charmante Roi" Tundra let the name roll of her tongue. "Tundra" he said and then broke into a grin.

And then any pretense of tolerance melted. "WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE!" she shrieked. Charm raised an eye brow at her. "I came for you" he answered. She faltered. no! no no no no no no! This is not happening! I hate this guy. Hate. Tolerate. Love? NO! she squeezed her eyes shut. "I won't hurt you" and suddenly he was right there. His arms around her hips making her skin burn with desire for him to never let go. She swallowed and tried to control her heart.

"Just this once...I'll let you win" she whispered as his lips brushed hers. And then he pressed his lips against hers. She ran her fingers through the black strands. "once you let me win I never go away" charm whispered. "Mmmm I think I could live with that" she grinned wiggling away from his grip. She held his hand as they padded through the forest at least out loud I won't say I'm in love. A week later Charm secured a old cabin for them where the would hide away in the woods. And the rest is history.