Haliforxen and the Nine Elemental Clans part 2

Quietly, I walk through the pine forest. I see the deer, and luckely I'm downwind of it. I ready my bow and I aim at the buck, a 4-point mule deer. He's going to be my dinner. The arrow flies and I nailed him right in the lung, not my best shot, but good enough. Now I have to drag him back to the cabin.
Once I brought him home, and gutted him (before I dragged him, I wouldn't have his entrails in my house). It looks like he would last for my birthday tomarrow, and a month after it I get it refrigerated. Anyway, it's my 16th birthday tomarrow, If only Tersa Hearthon was here.
She raised me in this forest, and taught me everything I know. I never knew my parents, but Tersa used to say that They would've taken care of me if they had the chance. If I ever met them I would like to ask why they named me SilverFrost, come on, what kind of name is that. Books may be my only connection to the the outside world, but I know that "SilverFrost" is not a normal name.
Tersa taught me many things, how to survive, what the outside world was like, how to read and right, even how to fight. Even she had secrets though. I don't know why, but she never let me even see her room, but I have seen some the things inside it. She had a ton of wooden sculptures, each of a different animal.
One of a black and white hawk, a tiger of two shades of green, a blue and white wolf, even a red and orange dragon. I know she values them very much. Speaking of multiple colors Tersa has two shades of green in her hair, just like the tiger. Oddly my hair has unique colors as well, white and silver, which may have something to do with my name.
I always thought that these animals represented people Tersa had lost. I have a lot of good memories with her, she was the closest thing I had to a mother. A few years ago she dissappeared without a trace. I saw her room open, and it was wiped clean of anything she may have owned. Just my life I guess.
Now my dinner is ready, I could use a fine meal. As I eat my dinner I look around the house, and memories flood my brain. Then I hear a door close down the hall, it's Tersa's room. I immediately investigate. Is Tersa back, or is someone breaking in? Slowly I enter the room and it looks as empty as ever.
Then something catches my eye, a giant sword in a scabbard. Next to it lies a book titled "The Diary of Halliforxen and the Nalkavormians." I open the book to the first cover and it reads;
"SilverFrost, this sword and book are from your mother and I. My name is Halliforxen, your father. The english translation is SkyHawk. You have already met your mother Tigiratel, her name in english is ForestTiger, she disguised herself as your care taker, Tersa Hearthon. She has tried to keep you safe and isolated, far from our pursuers.
If you have recieved this book and sword, then you are already in danger and your 16th birthday is coming up. You will recieve a gift on midnight. When it starts, then in the morning you must leave. I would like to be with you now but that would only endanger you further. Don't read on until you have recieved your gift."
SilverFrost was too shocked to read further anyways. I can't believe what he just read. His father contacting me, and Tersa is my mother. Still in shock I walk up the stairs thinking how could it be? I need some rest and some time to think this over. I get in my covers and fall asleep right away. Drifting off into senseless dreams.
I wake up in the middle of the night with last quarter moon shining through the window. Suddenly, my arms tingle with a strange feeling. I look down and to my amazement, white and silver fur creep up from my fingers. My nails turn into black claws, and I feel my bones shifting. Oddly there is no pain, but I still feel the changes.
My nose and mouth grow into a snout, I feel my ears changing position. My clothes melt into my body and fur replaces it. A long furry tail grows and my vision becomes sharper with my other senses. I stumble out of bed, but I cannot walk right. My feet and hands turn to paws, and I'm forced to walk on all fours. My fur grows longer and more bones shift, and I'm hoping for this all to end.
Then I feel the changes stop as I reach the stairs. I stumble down them and find a mirror. I gasp at myself, I have turned into a white and silver Arctic wolf, and I stand taller than any other wolves. Panicing, I run outside, this has to be a dream. Then I see a tiger. It was just like the scupture with two shades of green, a light green coat with darker green stripes.
The green Tiger spoke saying, "Hello son, I am your mother, Tigiratel, and you are in grave danger."

TO BE CONTINUED...