One of the good thing about being the Omega was always on the run, or was that a plus of being banished from pack living. He was not to leave the pack lands but he was not allowed to eat, or even sleep with the pack. If someone was willing to leave him food, he was to offer it to the higher ranked members first. The male knew the rules, and knew if he was ever to be in the pack again that he would do well to take the rules into mind and follow it though as well as he could.
The silver male licking his maw, he had gone fishing, and in a human like manner, he knew it was taboo, but the male knew he had to eat. Fish was easy for him to catch; he knew how to string a worm on the hook, or bits of meat the members had foolishly left behind. He had made a make shift fishing pool using a bit of bamboo that he had gotten from the trading he had done, and the male had strung the fishing line though the bamboo stick. He was able to wrap the line around the bottom of the stick and feel the tugging of the line and would know if he had caught a fish. He knew that he might get some slack over hunting in optime, but he knew he had to eat.
Walking back to the makeshift sleeping area the male saw the molted female sitting there with her head in the hole. The male shifted down as he dropped his pole, looking at the lady he shook his head, as he went over to where she was, sniffing at the ground. ”Hold still.” He placed his nose on her front shoulder.
The male sniffed around the hole trying to find a way to get her out without hurting her. Back up a few step the male kneeling down, as he pushed the snow around trying to get the hole wide enough to get her head out. ”Your as bad a…a..as Titania, but s..she didn’t g..g..get her head stuck.” The male gave a nervous laugh, he wasn’t sure if he should let her be since she knew the tongue lashing that could come from talking to him. Though the male knew he couldn’t leave a pack member alone stuck in a hole with her head down, waiting on someone to come and poke fun(more then what he did), or even worst attack her. The male stood up trying ever so softly to push around the snow and dirt. Finally thinking he had it wide enough, he pushed his head down under her neck as he slowly brought her head up. ”Be careful.” The omega spoke with care and concern thinking of the white half bind male that was there at the last meeting
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