Title: Guardian Spirit Theme: Watson's Woes July Writing Prompts 2015 Prompt: JWP #29 Picture prompt: Snow Wolf [Snow Wolf]
Author: Alaylith Rating: General Audiences Universe: ACD Characters: Watson, Holmes WordCount: 492 Summary: Watson is lost in a snowstorm, but apparently he has a guardian spirit.
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Watson strugles through the harsh and cold winds, the hard snow painfully pelting against his frozen cheeks. The storm rages brutally and Watson can barely see anyhting besides some shadowed trees. He is tired and cold, but he knows that if he stops he will not get up again. So he continues to slowly make his way through the snow storm, hoping that he will either reach the manor or some other shelter soon.
Suddenly a shudder runs down his back as if someone is watching him and he lifts his head to look around. Just a few steps to his right stands a tall, grey wolf, just looking at him calmly. Watson's first thought is, what a beautiful and majestic creature it is, but then apprehension fills him and he prepares himself for an attack.
However the wolf continues to watch him for a few moments, then turns around and takes a few steps, before looking back to him over his shoulder. It may sound crazy, but Watson is sure that the wolf wants him to follow it. Maybe it is a tamed one from one of the villagers? Or it could be a breed between a wolf and a dog, raised by humans and it just looks like a pure wolf?
Whatever the reason, Watson is totally lost in this forest and does not know where he goes - it does not make a difference if he walks on on his own or follows the animal. And if the wolf just wanted to eat him, it would already have done so. With this in mind Watson slowly follows the wolf, which always stays a few steps in front of him, but always within his sight and always looks back to make sure that Watson does not get lost.
Watson does not know how long they walk, it could be minutes or it could be hours, until he sees a big dark shape beyond the wolf. After a few more meters he realizes that he looks upon the manor of their client. The manor where Holmes (hopefully) still is waiting for him.
Watson lowers his head to look for the wolf, but he is suprised that the wolf has completely disappeared. Looking around further Watson belatedly realizes that there are no footprints other than his own and thinking back he has seen not a single print this whole time. He turns back to the forest, wonderment and gratitude growing within his heart, when there is a sudden shout of his name.
"Watson!" Holmes is running towards him, Lord Digors and some of his employees right behind him and Watson feels himself relax. He tiredly falls to his knees, unable to feel the wet snow through his frozen clothes and closes his eyes. Just as the darkness takes him he can feel himself slump into Holmes' arms and he is sure that in the distance he can hear the howl of a wolf.