02-06-2011, 06:04 PM
The distant howl had all but been drown out by the sound of the wind. The dark furred wolfs ear perked as the sound entered his make shift den. The blizzard had come suddenly and with almost no warning, forcing Kami to find shelter fairly quickly. Slowly rising to his feet he neared the opening to the den and stuck his head out. The bitter cold wind and snow causing him to recoil a bit as he listened for any sign that the sound he had heard wasn't just his own imagination. His eyes narrowing as he peered out into the forest, with the heavy snow fall the visibility was not very good. Kami knew any soul who was without shelter in a storm like this wouldn't last long, and he didn't intend on freezing to death because the wind was playing tricks on him. He continued to stand and listen, occasionally shaking his head to remove the snow that would accumulate on his fur. " Hmmm." he mumbled to himself in irritation, turning around and heading back into the depths of his shelter.
" Hmmm?" he said again as the sound of howling echoed throughout the walls. This time he was sure of the call, and it worried him. It wasn't a voice that Kami could recognize, but it didn't really matter at this point. He once again turned towards the doorway, his eyes filled with a look of determination as he stepped out into the snow. The wind cutting through his fur as if each snow flake was its own little dagger. Gritting his teeth as he pushed slowly through quickly rising snow in what he could only hope was the direction of whoever sent out the call. As he looked over his shoulder at the path he had been taking he knew the chances of being able to relocate his little safe haven would be small. " Better then my chances of actually finding someone out here." he said to himself almost bitterly. This was certainly a fools errand, but he was unwilling to let someone die out here in this lonely place if he could do anything about it.
He walked forward, fighting the wind that threatened to blow him down on more then one occasion as he began to feel his muscles aching. Panting heavily grateful that at least the cool air did something to ease the burning of his lungs. As his golden eyes scanned the horizon, they fell upon something that caught his interest. It was a human den, not unlike the one he had been invited into on his first encounter with the wolfess Rendall. Despite Kamis reservations about the dwelling he couldn't help but think it would be worth the risk to escape this storm. With that in mind his eyes began searching again, he knew that a lot of the Valley wolves preferred living in these "cabins" Rendall had called them. It made sense that maybe the call had some from somewhere in this area. He would do his best to remember this place, but for now he had to press forward. Narrowing his eyes as he tried to peer through the snow, surveying everything around him he spotted what looked like the ruins of another old human structure on top of a hill that overlooked the valley he was standing in.
That is when he spotted what he was looking for, or at least he thought so. Out of the corner of his eye, a good distance away from the ruin structure he saw movement Though occasionally blinded by the gusts of wind that would carry the snow angrily into the black wolfs face he was fairly certain it was a single wolf. Planting his feet into the ground as he arched his back, sticking his muzzle into the sky a letting out as loud a howl as he could manage. Hoping the call would pierce the wind and reach whoever was out there. As the howl died off Kami set out with renewed vigor, the look of determination back in his eyes as he started heading towards the distant figure.
" Hmmm?" he said again as the sound of howling echoed throughout the walls. This time he was sure of the call, and it worried him. It wasn't a voice that Kami could recognize, but it didn't really matter at this point. He once again turned towards the doorway, his eyes filled with a look of determination as he stepped out into the snow. The wind cutting through his fur as if each snow flake was its own little dagger. Gritting his teeth as he pushed slowly through quickly rising snow in what he could only hope was the direction of whoever sent out the call. As he looked over his shoulder at the path he had been taking he knew the chances of being able to relocate his little safe haven would be small. " Better then my chances of actually finding someone out here." he said to himself almost bitterly. This was certainly a fools errand, but he was unwilling to let someone die out here in this lonely place if he could do anything about it.
He walked forward, fighting the wind that threatened to blow him down on more then one occasion as he began to feel his muscles aching. Panting heavily grateful that at least the cool air did something to ease the burning of his lungs. As his golden eyes scanned the horizon, they fell upon something that caught his interest. It was a human den, not unlike the one he had been invited into on his first encounter with the wolfess Rendall. Despite Kamis reservations about the dwelling he couldn't help but think it would be worth the risk to escape this storm. With that in mind his eyes began searching again, he knew that a lot of the Valley wolves preferred living in these "cabins" Rendall had called them. It made sense that maybe the call had some from somewhere in this area. He would do his best to remember this place, but for now he had to press forward. Narrowing his eyes as he tried to peer through the snow, surveying everything around him he spotted what looked like the ruins of another old human structure on top of a hill that overlooked the valley he was standing in.
That is when he spotted what he was looking for, or at least he thought so. Out of the corner of his eye, a good distance away from the ruin structure he saw movement Though occasionally blinded by the gusts of wind that would carry the snow angrily into the black wolfs face he was fairly certain it was a single wolf. Planting his feet into the ground as he arched his back, sticking his muzzle into the sky a letting out as loud a howl as he could manage. Hoping the call would pierce the wind and reach whoever was out there. As the howl died off Kami set out with renewed vigor, the look of determination back in his eyes as he started heading towards the distant figure.