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With the jacket covering them, he couldn't really see them well. With Iskata covering them too, it still made it hard, but mabye Pendzez should at least wait with her until proper help came. He wouldn't really know what to do in this kind of situation. Soft words spoke from the female. She was fine, however when she said something about the pups, Deuce came round. She came up beside Pendzez as she looked down at Iskata, before turning to the white male. He was given an order to go to Iskata's house to get blankets that she may have. Pendzez quickly looked at Iskata, then back to Deuce. "Right. I won't be long." Pendzez lept up and ran as fast as he could to the Matriarch's house.
He got to the door of the house as the snow started to pick up. He burst through the door in such rush, going through cupboards looking for what he was told to get. He checked every cupboard downstairs, in the hallway, to the living room, nothing. He bolted upstairs to have a look. He went into Iskata's room, checked that cupboard. He opened the doors, running his fingers along the shelves to get a feel of blankets as he went along with his eyes. He found the pile, but Deuce didn't really give a specific number of blankets that were needed. At first the white wolf thought of one per pup, then one per two pups, then he thought on how many pups there were. He couldn't really see many there were, but he thinks there was about four or five. Just to be sure, he grabbed five off the stacked pile. He closed the doors and bolted out the room, down the stairs, and out the front door.
He went running on the path back to where Iskata was. He was about halfway there, until he suddenly stopped. He just stood there, not evening thinking about getting the blankets to Iskata. He started to sniff the air for he picked up a scent that was so sweet and familiar. He completely got rid of the thought of the blankets as he realized who the scent was from. He looked around his surroundings, which was to see clearly because of the increasing snow. He looked through the trees and faintly saw a figure of a young female, roughly around three or four months. This wolf looked at Pendzez with it's eyes. Pendzez stared back until the figure disappeared in the blizzard. The white wolf snapped out the stare as he blinked to see if the wolf was still there. Nothing. "Was it really her? he said as he looked down at the blankets. His eyes saw the blankets, then he realized that Iskata needed these. "I'd better get back to Iskata." he said as he continued his course.
He got to the paddock and saw that Iskata and Deuce were still there where he left them. He rushed back to them, coming up beside Deuce as she knelt there beside Iskata checking the pups. He stood also looking at them with their colorful pelts. With the blizzard happening, he could remember when he was born. It was also in a blizzard, out in the open, but with a pack of wolves that were in a pack that was no more. Because of the snow when he was born, and because of his pelt, that gave him the name Pendzez, which meant Child of the Tundra. He smiled at that thought. Soon after, he came back to reality, handing the some blankets to Deuce. "Here. I didn't really know how many to get. You didn't really give a specific number."
With the jacket covering them, he couldn't really see them well. With Iskata covering them too, it still made it hard, but mabye Pendzez should at least wait with her until proper help came. He wouldn't really know what to do in this kind of situation. Soft words spoke from the female. She was fine, however when she said something about the pups, Deuce came round. She came up beside Pendzez as she looked down at Iskata, before turning to the white male. He was given an order to go to Iskata's house to get blankets that she may have. Pendzez quickly looked at Iskata, then back to Deuce. "Right. I won't be long." Pendzez lept up and ran as fast as he could to the Matriarch's house.
He got to the door of the house as the snow started to pick up. He burst through the door in such rush, going through cupboards looking for what he was told to get. He checked every cupboard downstairs, in the hallway, to the living room, nothing. He bolted upstairs to have a look. He went into Iskata's room, checked that cupboard. He opened the doors, running his fingers along the shelves to get a feel of blankets as he went along with his eyes. He found the pile, but Deuce didn't really give a specific number of blankets that were needed. At first the white wolf thought of one per pup, then one per two pups, then he thought on how many pups there were. He couldn't really see many there were, but he thinks there was about four or five. Just to be sure, he grabbed five off the stacked pile. He closed the doors and bolted out the room, down the stairs, and out the front door.
He went running on the path back to where Iskata was. He was about halfway there, until he suddenly stopped. He just stood there, not evening thinking about getting the blankets to Iskata. He started to sniff the air for he picked up a scent that was so sweet and familiar. He completely got rid of the thought of the blankets as he realized who the scent was from. He looked around his surroundings, which was to see clearly because of the increasing snow. He looked through the trees and faintly saw a figure of a young female, roughly around three or four months. This wolf looked at Pendzez with it's eyes. Pendzez stared back until the figure disappeared in the blizzard. The white wolf snapped out the stare as he blinked to see if the wolf was still there. Nothing. "Was it really her? he said as he looked down at the blankets. His eyes saw the blankets, then he realized that Iskata needed these. "I'd better get back to Iskata." he said as he continued his course.
He got to the paddock and saw that Iskata and Deuce were still there where he left them. He rushed back to them, coming up beside Deuce as she knelt there beside Iskata checking the pups. He stood also looking at them with their colorful pelts. With the blizzard happening, he could remember when he was born. It was also in a blizzard, out in the open, but with a pack of wolves that were in a pack that was no more. Because of the snow when he was born, and because of his pelt, that gave him the name Pendzez, which meant Child of the Tundra. He smiled at that thought. Soon after, he came back to reality, handing the some blankets to Deuce. "Here. I didn't really know how many to get. You didn't really give a specific number."