Scrounging

[Noir Aston]

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I'm okay with Brennt giving her more nasty damage as long as it is not fatal, but it's only to be expected since she is running into him. Stupid, confused puppy 500+   Her ears filled with the sound of nature. Birds chipping away in their everyday life, breeze brushing through the scenery in pleasant waves hinting that there was a warmer season yet to come, her life was perfect. The girl stood still for a moment, wondering if it was her colourful imagination that was playing some tricks on her. She did not mind, she knew how to play alone, but she had sincerely believed there had been a movement in the distance that belonged to another individual. It would be intriguing to investigate this. Maybe the person was already playing hide and seek with her. It would be a lot of fun if it did, because she loved playing that game. She took a few steps in the direction of the movement and cocked her head naively, but the world was green. She was about to take another step when the other entity came into view, heading towards her, almost cautiously, sniffing. The child did not notice subtle signs, she just saw the wolf and flashed a smile, attempting to overthrow the sun with beams of friendliness strike him. Her tail moved swiftly from side to side, unable to stay still with the fresh excitement flowing through her like a pleasant drug. He was very big and brown and she had not seen him before, but that did not matter. Noir had never before encountered anyone that would wish her harm. All those she knew liked her because she was a manifestation of all good, and at her current age she was still too young to understand that anyone would want to hurt her when they did not even know her. There was no fear in her system as the two canines approached eachother. She only felt excitement, hoping he would become her new friend. She would take him back to the den and show him Toefur and her family, and maybe he could eat dinner with them. Or maybe he could even catch them dinner, because he looked big and strong just like Dawali was. He answered, and her years perked to take in the pronunciation. She thought it was pretty. ”Hi Brennt, is pretty name, I’m Noir!” She repeated her name just in case he had not heard it properly. Just to be sure! He was very close now, but she did not mind, because she liked having people close. They were warm and cosy, and sometimes they hugged her or lifted her up in their arms. He was in the same form as she was, something she was not entirely used to, but that was not an issue. Then it happened. She was about to let out more words when his face reached down to her and made her shoulder turn into a tumor of pain. She lost all sense of hearing, and she let out an astonished gasp, first in pain, but it made last a moment longer when her brain registered that it was he that had nipped her. He had made her hurt for no reason. Or was it a mistake? Adrenaline exploded in her system because of the shocking move, and it only helped her feel the pain more, her shoulder throbbing, sending needles into the rest of her body. Her eyes already felt wet, and her lip wanted to drop and send out a wail in pain. Attila sometimes became physical, but not even he hurt her this badly. ”Oww, why!”, she managed to push out before snot filled her nose along with leaking eyes. She was completely unfamiliar with the situation, and so she fell down on her bum and just stared up at him, not grasping the underlying suggestion from her instincts that she should start running. Another flash of pain shot out from her shoulder, even more intense, and she felt a shocked wail press its way out of her throat and out into the air. It hurt. It hurt very much, but the girl was still in a confused shock, unable to grasp what was really happening. She got up from her bum faster than she had ever done before, but found herself running in under him. Whenever feelings of hurt and sadness overtook her, she had always been able to run into a warm embrace or a silky chest she could snuggle into. Her brain had yet to make sense of this unbelievable thing that was happening, so she was steering closer to the man, trying to push against his chest for safety, yet at the same time trying to avoid that mouth of his that seemed genuinely dangerous.

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