07-15-2012, 10:40 PM
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The little wolf-dog let out a long sigh as she trotted up the hillside. Her tail drooped behind her body, and her tongue lolled out of her muzzle. Alastar couldn't sleep. She was unaware of the exact time. Mato had returned to the den already, so it was late, but the poor pup couldn't find any sleep whatsoever. So she wiggled away from Mato's snores for a short exploration. Physically, her body wanted the sleep, but her mind was refusing. She had been so excited about playing with Athena during the day, and meeting her bear mother Nanuak. It was great, and they'd had so much fun! Alastar, though, had not told Mato; she was afraid he'd tell her he couldn't play with Athena, or go see Nanuak and learn how to fish instead of hunt berries. Alastar would be sad if he said that, but, of course, one day, she would have to tell him.
But not tonight. Not tomorrow. Athena and Nanuak would be Alastar's little secret. Perhaps that was why she could not sleep. Alastar did not like secrets, but she did not want to risk losing her new friend. And, as she came to the top of the hill, she took a big yawn and stretched her paws. The night was beautiful. Alastar loved it, and the only time she really got to see it now was when she left the den during the night to relieve herself. Trees obscured most of the night, but the moon lit the ground floor regardless of the restricted view. Little sparkles littered the sky as well. What were they called? Stars? Yes, that's right. Alastar tilted her head upwards. Her bright, golden eyes reflected the lights being shone on them. She smiled and her tail thumped absentmindedly.
The night was truly, honestly beautiful. Occasionally there was the call of a night owl, the ceaseless chirp of crickets. Alastar loved them all. It seemed to be much cooler than the day time, and Alastar hated heat. She loved the cold, and she looked forward to the winter, when Mato said there would be cold white stuff all over, but she forgot what it was called exactly. For now though, there was a lingering humidity in the air, but there was a soft breeze. In fact, the breeze caused Alastar's nose to twitch, and the fur on the nape of her neck to stir. Instinctively she released a growl, then scurried to the base of a tree so she could be out of sight. She hid her paws, and laid her head down, so her white bits wouldn't be showing.
There was an unfamiliar scent on the wind this time, and it was not a bear. It was canine. Alastar's body ached with a whine, and she wondered if she could slink back to the den. She not dare try, however; the dirt and grass would make too much noise should whatever canine was out there be predatory. So, instead, she sighed, closed her eyes, and listened. From the scent, she could detect, there were two distinct ones. Two wolves. Try as she might though, that's all she could tell, so she lay very still. Her eyes reopened, and Alastar watched the forest intently.
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Alastar
One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.
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The little wolf-dog let out a long sigh as she trotted up the hillside. Her tail drooped behind her body, and her tongue lolled out of her muzzle. Alastar couldn't sleep. She was unaware of the exact time. Mato had returned to the den already, so it was late, but the poor pup couldn't find any sleep whatsoever. So she wiggled away from Mato's snores for a short exploration. Physically, her body wanted the sleep, but her mind was refusing. She had been so excited about playing with Athena during the day, and meeting her bear mother Nanuak. It was great, and they'd had so much fun! Alastar, though, had not told Mato; she was afraid he'd tell her he couldn't play with Athena, or go see Nanuak and learn how to fish instead of hunt berries. Alastar would be sad if he said that, but, of course, one day, she would have to tell him.
But not tonight. Not tomorrow. Athena and Nanuak would be Alastar's little secret. Perhaps that was why she could not sleep. Alastar did not like secrets, but she did not want to risk losing her new friend. And, as she came to the top of the hill, she took a big yawn and stretched her paws. The night was beautiful. Alastar loved it, and the only time she really got to see it now was when she left the den during the night to relieve herself. Trees obscured most of the night, but the moon lit the ground floor regardless of the restricted view. Little sparkles littered the sky as well. What were they called? Stars? Yes, that's right. Alastar tilted her head upwards. Her bright, golden eyes reflected the lights being shone on them. She smiled and her tail thumped absentmindedly.
The night was truly, honestly beautiful. Occasionally there was the call of a night owl, the ceaseless chirp of crickets. Alastar loved them all. It seemed to be much cooler than the day time, and Alastar hated heat. She loved the cold, and she looked forward to the winter, when Mato said there would be cold white stuff all over, but she forgot what it was called exactly. For now though, there was a lingering humidity in the air, but there was a soft breeze. In fact, the breeze caused Alastar's nose to twitch, and the fur on the nape of her neck to stir. Instinctively she released a growl, then scurried to the base of a tree so she could be out of sight. She hid her paws, and laid her head down, so her white bits wouldn't be showing.
There was an unfamiliar scent on the wind this time, and it was not a bear. It was canine. Alastar's body ached with a whine, and she wondered if she could slink back to the den. She not dare try, however; the dirt and grass would make too much noise should whatever canine was out there be predatory. So, instead, she sighed, closed her eyes, and listened. From the scent, she could detect, there were two distinct ones. Two wolves. Try as she might though, that's all she could tell, so she lay very still. Her eyes reopened, and Alastar watched the forest intently.
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one, but both of us.
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