08-23-2008, 10:14 AM
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Leland heard the snorts of laughter and the sounds of mock agony and he could not keep his curiosity in check. His four legs carried him rather swiftly (though he did not run, as he wasn’t that eager) to the source of those sounds and Leland smiled at the sight. It was a grown male who was seemingly playing some sort of game by himself. While that in itself was not remarkable, as many of his kind still engaged in play like a young pup well into their adult years, it was rarer for the wolves that he knew to act foolishly. Of course, they did play, but mostly when they were with pups or mates or childhood friends grown up. Rarely did he see wolves of any kind playing by their lonesome. The sight delighted him.
Hopping on to the concrete that the male had just vacated he looked down at the creature writhing on the grass. Leland was prepared for the game to end, he knew he probably look strange to the male, yet perhaps he would be one of the few who had seen a coat and body like his before. Already he had run into one male who had a similar pelt, but a the body of a wolf. Or perhaps the male simply wouldn’t want to interrupt the game with gawking and staring. "Heello there sir. Found yerself in a bit of trouble I see?" Leland wasn’t sure what the game was, or what imaginary force had caused such anguish, but if he did understood, he’d rescue the poor fool.
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Leland heard the snorts of laughter and the sounds of mock agony and he could not keep his curiosity in check. His four legs carried him rather swiftly (though he did not run, as he wasn’t that eager) to the source of those sounds and Leland smiled at the sight. It was a grown male who was seemingly playing some sort of game by himself. While that in itself was not remarkable, as many of his kind still engaged in play like a young pup well into their adult years, it was rarer for the wolves that he knew to act foolishly. Of course, they did play, but mostly when they were with pups or mates or childhood friends grown up. Rarely did he see wolves of any kind playing by their lonesome. The sight delighted him.
Hopping on to the concrete that the male had just vacated he looked down at the creature writhing on the grass. Leland was prepared for the game to end, he knew he probably look strange to the male, yet perhaps he would be one of the few who had seen a coat and body like his before. Already he had run into one male who had a similar pelt, but a the body of a wolf. Or perhaps the male simply wouldn’t want to interrupt the game with gawking and staring. "Heello there sir. Found yerself in a bit of trouble I see?" Leland wasn’t sure what the game was, or what imaginary force had caused such anguish, but if he did understood, he’d rescue the poor fool.
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