Word Count → 374 :: Kiara has finally arrived. Sorry for the wait.
It had been several days since Kiara's last visit to the festival, and although her misadventures were not forgotten, at that moment she hadn't a care in the world. Moving through the crowd of canines was getting easier for her and the overwhelming sights and sounds no longer bewildered the uninfected wolf. Yet, there were still things that baffled her brain, as most luperci things did. Horses, for example, were still strange creatures in her eyes and it made her want to laugh every time Kiara spied one of the strange beasts hooked up to a cart or being ridden. The weird things the two-legged do.
A slightly larger, more compact crowd caught the snowy wolf's eye as she padded through the streets. The tall luperci all stood watching with hushed whispers or complete silence. Kiara tried to rear up on her hind legs to get a better view, but her meager size was nothing compared to a fully grown luperci. Kiara teetered unsteadily on her hind paws before she landed heavily on the ground. With an annoyed huff she began to wiggle her way through the crowd. The space between their legs just barely big enough to fit the petite wolf. To her, it was worse than navigating through a dense forest filled with brambles. At least the brambles broke when she pushed on them. Luckily, Kiara managed to push her way through the crowd and get to the front.
The sight that greeted Kiara was not a pretty one. The metallic smell and disastrous shine of steel froze Kiara where she stood. Her ears dropped back and her tail tucked between her legs as she fearfully eyed the knives that were tossed in the air. Kiara could hear her heart pound and her breath came in a shallowed panic. The arctic wolf could practically feel the metal against her bare scars and she wanted to run more than anything else.
Movement caught the white wolf's eye as she spied the tri-colored coywolf move behind the knife throwing white dog. To Kiara's great releif, the knives were skillfully removed by "Fleta." Kiara stood and watched happily as the coywolf fled with those dreaded knives, her colored coat fluttering beautifully around the Fleta's body.
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