WC:300+

Early in the morning yesterday Alaki had knocked on his door, injuries still fairly fresh, asking if he could help him out in the caves the next day. So here he stood at the entrance of the cave system alone and irritated. It wasn't like he could say no to the guy. Alaki was quite a bit taller than the coydog and with him being injured it would have been poor manners. He didn't know why the dark wolf wanted to tag along anyway, the caves were pretty boring for the most part. Over the past month he had found empty room after empty room leading to, surprise!, more empty rooms. The only thing that kept him in this job was knowing that he could spend a full day without talking to anyone and maybe, just maybe, he might find some sore of mineral.


Looking around he started tapping his foot irritably. How slow could Alaki he move? Even with the injuries it couldn't be that bad, right? Giuseppe was far from a patient man and in his boredom he began flipping through his sketch book. There didn't seem to be anything interesting in the caves. He had marked down a couple of small passages which looked like they led to another area but he had been just too big to fit through the narrow pathways. Eventually he would find some more tools and chip away at the rock and make his way through but for now he just wanted to see what else he could find. He had even started to build fire pits and was about ready to ask Theodore to get the fire started to keep fires going for him but for now he had two lanterns at his feet, one for him and one for the wolf he waited on.

WC:300+


The mud-splotched coydog was still blissfully naive to his brother’s affair with the large dark wolf. In fact, he was blissfully unaware of most relationships in the pack. He had never been one for ‘settling down’ or getting hitched. It was a senseless tradition in his business like mind. The only real benefit was the sex and there was no point in having the same girl over and over when you could just go out into the city and get laid by a different broad every night. There was simply nothing in his brain that had managed to trigger a need to be loyal to anyone, especially something he could fuck and leave. Had he known of the possibility that his brother had these urges Teo would have been removed form the pack a long time ago and they would have found refuge somewhere in Halifax, far from the packs.


As it was, Giuseppe stood waiting for the very male that had stolen his brother’s heart without him ever noticing. He knew the two were friends but Giuseppe would never consider a Trovato and a wolf being mates as a possibility and he had wrongly assumed that Matteo held the same values. The scent filled his long nose before the larger male turned the corner. Biting his tongue he held back a nasty comment when Alaki apologized. “Fun. Is that what that was?” He asked with sarcasm dripping from his muzzle. “Let’s just get the fuck going, alright?” Shifting the messenger bag on a broad shoulder he began to move forward, lantern in his hand. Hopefully the sorry excuse for a cripple would be able to keep up. The light form the lantern, mixed with the odd fire here and there was enough light for the canines to see comfortably without their eye’s adjusting to the darkness. “There’s a hole up here I’ve been working on opening up more. There seems to be another room on the other side.” It wasn’t uncommon that a narrow passage would lead to many more rooms in this cave system, it was just a matter of picking away the stone.

WC:300+

The grumpy hybrid took only a few steps before Alaki grabbed his attention. Turnings his head around he fully took in the sight of the bottles. How had he missed that? “Heh…didn’t notice.” Grabbing a bottle from the crippled man lazily Giuseppe turned away once again, biting the cap off with his sharp teeth. If he was going to make it through the next couple hours with a large and dumb wolf he might as well start drinking now. He had no faith in the existence of wolves, they were laborers, and coyote’s and dogs were thinkers. Yet the hybrid could not grasp his mind around the fact that here wolves ran wild and free, even lead groups while the dogs and coyote’s seemed to be loners or followers. Perhaps somewhere in Canada there were like minded coyote’s or mixes but for not he lived in his own bubble.


Grumpily drinking from a bottle with one hand and holding a lantern with the other the mix followed his memory further into the caves. Every now and then a fire would mark the path well known to the fire makers but he was headed further into the darkness, where the fires stopped. The Trovato was in love with the darkness that now surrounded them, the faint light from the lantern more than enough for canine eyes. Suddenly he stopped, moving to put his lantern down. Already he had quickly consumed half of the bottle in his frustration with the hobbling idiot behind him. Grabbing a spare pick and hammer from his belt the hybrid held the tools out towards Alaki. Before them the light lingered on the rock, which had a crack around 4 inches wide already. If you were to look with canine eyes through the crack it was clear that behind the rock wall, which stood about a meter thick, there was another room. “Well, make yourself useful.”