Orange Nose & Paws

Alder · 08-20-2010, 09:30 AM

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Blue eyes blinked once, then twice as they gaze out onto the water. It was huge. Massive. Enormous. Those being all the words he knew to describe the lake he concluded that it was the largest body of water in the pack lands, and likely the world. How could there be something bigger? It would swallow the entire planet if this lake got any bigger, and he was not ready to learn how to swim. He had just begun venturing out into the world beyond the Manor’s front yard, and he was only a puppy (a large puppy) but only a pup all the same. Big ears swiveled around at he took in the quiet sounds of the lake. He still sat in the thick grasses, not ready to venture out onto the shore yet.

He leaned forward, testing the ground beneath him with a single paw. Ink dipped toes pressed against the mushier peddled ground. He giggled, feeling the water of the lake deep in the shore and the little rocks tickled between his toes. With new found confidence the pup walked out onto the shore. He would stay away from the water, since he didn’t have a partner to swim with nor a teacher to teach him. And he had eaten recently, and remembered some rule about waiting before swimming. His Momma told them many things, and at times she spoke so much he just couldn’t remember everything that she said. He wanted to, and tried so very hard but it was always easy.

The Dreaming pup wandered along the water, careful about the distance he kept, but with a wandering mind as well. A squawk made him pause in his step and he shook his head to clear it, but of course he was curious about what made the noise. It wasn’t the sound of a wolf, nor a horse, and his eyes looked out to see a white round body standing near the water. His tail wagged, and he watched at the thing extended it’s long thin neck and honked at him again. Alder smiled at the other beast, its wings now unfolded and telling him it was a bird.

But it didn’t fly away!

Hello, I’m Alder of Crimsons Dreams. He said brightly to the orange nosed bird, who was waddling over to him. The phrase had been practiced, and said just like his mother had taught him. Finally he would meet a bird, and a big one too. The pup had been trying for days and days, and not he would be able to be friends with one. He honked loudly, and Alder’s smile faded quickly and was replaced with a frightened gasp as the beast’s orange paws beat against the shore, white wings flapping and its body charging right for him.

The pup gave a shriek, turned and ran.

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