Pesky Wolf

Kiara Amarok · 01-24-2012, 06:11 PM

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The arctic wolf had never been to a festival, and if it wasn't for Shiloh she wouldn't have even known what the Winter Festival was. After some explanation Kiara finally managed to wrap her head around the concept. A Winter Festival was place to go and have fun, a place to trade items, and a place to enjoy the company of others. In fact, this festival sounded like a lot of fun and waited impatiently for it to open. Kiara was eager to see it, but she was also a little anxious. She might run into Amy or even Romeo. After her last meeting with the mental male, she had vowed never to be scared again. But that didn't stop her from being angry, or at least nervous. Her nervousness was the reason for her delay.

Kiara arrived at the festival around midmorning. The sight before her was even more amazing then she had imagined. The first sight to greet her eyes was a large tent to her right and a corral that was holding several horses to her left. Kiara sat, staring wide-eyed at the festival grounds and looked eagerly between the mass of tents and the horses. She wasn't entirely sure where to go first. There were a few horses at Ichika, but she wasn't allowed near them because they were too skittish and might attach her. Kiara was interested in seeing one up close, and even more interested at finding out what one tasted like. Although, the snow wolf was sure that she would never get the chance, because for one reason or another the luperci liked to ride the four-legged beasts.

Her decision was made after the scent of food wafted towards her. Kiara eagerly weaved in and out of the tents, her nose in the air and her tail wagging with delight. Every now and then Kiara would stop to look at the wares in the tents. Everything looked surprisingly human. One of the tents held Kiara's attention for a relatively long time. She walked in and wandered around, looking at the assorted jewelry and admired how the metal shined in the light. There was a gloomy looking canine that would occasionally come over to her, but he never spoke to her directly. Kiara peered up at the luperci, her head cocking to the side as she wondered what he might want. But, they never spoke and soon Kiara's mind drifted back to her origional goal, food.

A couple tents down the row was Kiara's ultimate goal. From there the beautiful scent of food drifted through the festival and enticed the arctic wolf to draw closer. Never one to pass up a meal, Kiara was more than happy to follow. Within the confines of the tent were beautiful pelts and large sheets of leather. What really drew the snow wolf's attention was the dried and salted meat. She eagerly trotted over to the stacks and licked her chops. It smelled really good. Before she could get too close, a young luperci male approached her asking if she needed assistance. Kiara explained she wanted some meat, but when he asked what she could give in return Kiara asked, "I have to give you something?" As an unchanged wolf, the idea of trading was not something she was familiar with and didn't know that the in order for her to have obtained the meat she would have to pay. The young male angrily barked at her, called her a "pesky wolf" and forced her out of the tent, leaving the confused wolf to stand outside. Kiara sat down and her ears drooped, what had she done wrong?

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