01-24-2011, 07:50 PM
Word Count: 801
Kami's eyes searched left and right off of the frozen trail that Rendall was leading him on. All of his senses were tuned to looking for any sort of threat, but of course there were none. He couldn't help himself though, it had been one of the things that kept him alive all these months on his own. " Things are different now." he thought to himself as a soft sigh escaped his muzzle. They were heading deeper into pack territory and she certainly had more reason to distrust him then he did her. His posture relaxing as he returned his gaze back to the raven black female in front of him. She was definitely an interesting wolf and he couldn't help but wonder what her story was. The black scarf tied around her hind leg catching his eye once again.
Without being so concerned about the potential dangers around them he was able to more easily take in the scenery. It was definitely a beautiful place even in the depths of winter when most signs of life had been stripped away by frost and snow. Suddenly Rendall seemed to slow as they neared the edge of a large opening in the forest. He looked past her and could see a small human structure at the far side of the field. " She lives in one of those?" the idea to him was a bit of a surprise, but not completely unexpected. He had heard that some wolves used the remnants of human dens for shelter, but his old pack was not one of them. From a very early age he was warned to keep away from the old buildings. His parents would tell Kami and his siblings the horror stories of what happened to young pups if they would go near, or worse yet inside one of these death traps.
Of course such stories were nothing but fodder to his young mind. What was meant to make them afraid had only made Kami more curious and reckless. He could almost still hear the cry of his sister as he watched her fall through the rotten floorboards of that old house they used to play in. That experience was able to do what his parents stories could not. He stayed clear of these antiques of human settlement when at all possible. Rendalls assuring voice snapped him out of the memory. He shut his eyes as he stepped out into the field, feeling the warm sun against his fur once again. The permanent dilation of his left pupil had always left that eye particularly vulnerable to bright light, including from the sun. He knew that the glare reflecting off the snow would be especially painful though. Upon opening his eye he was not greeted with the sight he had expected to see.
Rendalls once black fur now shined a vivid blue. Kami had placed his paw in a small hole in the trail, causing him to trip slightly as his attention was completely on this female. He had thought he saw splotches on her earlier, but he had never seen anything like this. Quickening his pace so not to fall behind it was obvious she had wanted to cross the field quickly. Any interest in her story he had before was now almost all consuming. Even as they neared the wooden den he could barely take his eye off her, until she reached the door and opened it for him. Golden eye falling upon a strange marking on her tail, something he had not seen the whole time they had been traveling together through the woods. Despite the kind invitation she had presented him, his reservations about the dwelling were only slightly put at ease. His body low to the floor as he carefully placed a paw inside the doorway. A jet black nose was the next thing to enter, his senses bombarded by the warmth of the place. A combination of his female friends scent and the items of the dwelling seemed to give him the assurance he needed to enter.
Kami slowly entered the building, sitting down not to far off from the doorway. His right paw pressing down on the flooring, testing it for stability. " This is. . .nice." he said looking around the cabin as Rendall followed him inside, the blue fur once again changing back to its original color. Kami watched her closely as she walked through, unsure of what to say. He didn't know what was appropriate conversation anymore, but the questions about her fur and marking was definitely at the forefront of his mind. Those questions though could wait for now. " So you actually like living in the human dens? Why?" he asked sincerely. There was so much he wanted to know. . .
Kami's eyes searched left and right off of the frozen trail that Rendall was leading him on. All of his senses were tuned to looking for any sort of threat, but of course there were none. He couldn't help himself though, it had been one of the things that kept him alive all these months on his own. " Things are different now." he thought to himself as a soft sigh escaped his muzzle. They were heading deeper into pack territory and she certainly had more reason to distrust him then he did her. His posture relaxing as he returned his gaze back to the raven black female in front of him. She was definitely an interesting wolf and he couldn't help but wonder what her story was. The black scarf tied around her hind leg catching his eye once again.
Without being so concerned about the potential dangers around them he was able to more easily take in the scenery. It was definitely a beautiful place even in the depths of winter when most signs of life had been stripped away by frost and snow. Suddenly Rendall seemed to slow as they neared the edge of a large opening in the forest. He looked past her and could see a small human structure at the far side of the field. " She lives in one of those?" the idea to him was a bit of a surprise, but not completely unexpected. He had heard that some wolves used the remnants of human dens for shelter, but his old pack was not one of them. From a very early age he was warned to keep away from the old buildings. His parents would tell Kami and his siblings the horror stories of what happened to young pups if they would go near, or worse yet inside one of these death traps.
Of course such stories were nothing but fodder to his young mind. What was meant to make them afraid had only made Kami more curious and reckless. He could almost still hear the cry of his sister as he watched her fall through the rotten floorboards of that old house they used to play in. That experience was able to do what his parents stories could not. He stayed clear of these antiques of human settlement when at all possible. Rendalls assuring voice snapped him out of the memory. He shut his eyes as he stepped out into the field, feeling the warm sun against his fur once again. The permanent dilation of his left pupil had always left that eye particularly vulnerable to bright light, including from the sun. He knew that the glare reflecting off the snow would be especially painful though. Upon opening his eye he was not greeted with the sight he had expected to see.
Rendalls once black fur now shined a vivid blue. Kami had placed his paw in a small hole in the trail, causing him to trip slightly as his attention was completely on this female. He had thought he saw splotches on her earlier, but he had never seen anything like this. Quickening his pace so not to fall behind it was obvious she had wanted to cross the field quickly. Any interest in her story he had before was now almost all consuming. Even as they neared the wooden den he could barely take his eye off her, until she reached the door and opened it for him. Golden eye falling upon a strange marking on her tail, something he had not seen the whole time they had been traveling together through the woods. Despite the kind invitation she had presented him, his reservations about the dwelling were only slightly put at ease. His body low to the floor as he carefully placed a paw inside the doorway. A jet black nose was the next thing to enter, his senses bombarded by the warmth of the place. A combination of his female friends scent and the items of the dwelling seemed to give him the assurance he needed to enter.
Kami slowly entered the building, sitting down not to far off from the doorway. His right paw pressing down on the flooring, testing it for stability. " This is. . .nice." he said looking around the cabin as Rendall followed him inside, the blue fur once again changing back to its original color. Kami watched her closely as she walked through, unsure of what to say. He didn't know what was appropriate conversation anymore, but the questions about her fur and marking was definitely at the forefront of his mind. Those questions though could wait for now. " So you actually like living in the human dens? Why?" he asked sincerely. There was so much he wanted to know. . .