Table & Coding © Anna; Sorry, they ended up messing with my schedule at work; 504 words
Sadly Gen's careful silence would be interrupted by Izaak's rampant running through the woods. A rabbit had escaped somewhere in front of him and he was still in the pursuit of it even though it was no longer in sight. Someone really should have told him that hunting in optime form wasn't really the best of ideas. Especially since he didn't have any traps or weapons. All he knew was that his Unky Cotl went out with nothing but his optime form and tended to bring back a few rabbits at a time. He figured that his uncle caught them by hand and so he was trying to do the same. It wasn't working out for him and he couldn't figure out why. Maybe he should have asked Cotl before he had headed out to try and hunt on his own. But some insane part of his mind told him that because he was bigger he would be able to catch more.
"Here rabbit rabbit!" He called out with his hands cupped around his mouth. But what he ran across wasn't a rabbit. No, it was a wolf. And being who he was he didn't realize that there was an unspoken animosity between wolves and coyotes. Or at least that many thought that. Rather he just recognized her as a fluffy coyote instead of the wolf that she was. Either way it didn't stop him from moving right on up to her. "Hey, what are you doing? Have you seen a rabbit? I'm trying to find the rabbit. Unky Cotl brings back rabbits all the time and I'm trying to get one too." Yeah, he didn't have a problem approaching and speaking with strangers. Actually he didn't even think of the concept of strangers. His mother really didn't bother to teach him much of anything. There had only been one thing that she had been interested and so Izaak had a skill that he was actually too young to have. But it being put into practice every night since he was finally able to shift it was only logical to be come adept at it. But the skills that he actually needed for life he was stumbling through on his own. But suffering from a fractured mind he had no idea that the way he grew up wasn't normal. That he had actually been abused rather than loved.
"Why are you standing like that? Why aren't you standing all the way up? Are you hurt? I can help!" And just that quickly he had forgotten about the rabbit. Instead he moved closer to the older female and reached out towards her. He had it in mind to grab her about the chest and help her stand on her back paws. He didn't even realize that the was attempting to breech personal space. He just saw it as him trying to help. After all everyone in his family chose to walk on two legs so it was just another thing that he saw as normal.
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