03-18-2010, 05:23 PM
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I HAVE COME TO SAVE YOU Word Count: 472 Dawali had the tendency to take long walks around and around the borders of his packlands. It had offered him some safety in the long moons of winter-time, some amount of reassurance. He never quite liked the cold half year, and no wonder; his pelt was not made for it in the slightest. But, when the proud and lush white-pelted wolves sat sweating and panting in the summer sunlight, he could leap around as he wished. His pelt was made for summer, though it was fall that decorated it. Now that spring had come, however, he was tired of taking the same old route; in fact, he was tired of taking a route at all, and so today he wandered the Village aimlessly, quite enjoying such a pointless activity. Half a smile was maintained on his face as random thoughts flew through his mind. His nostrils found and brought to his brain the scents of his recently arrived friend (though, how recent it was was debatable), and as his smile changed to a full one, the Chief changed directions and moved along the white-pelted male's scent-trail. The Village was not large, though some huts were outside it as well, and eventually Dawali found the right one; and his friend too. He restrained a giggle and walked up to the other in a rather brisk manner, grinning pointedly at the broom. Not that Dawali usually had any bad thoughts about such chores (he was a widowed man; he knew all about it), but that didn't mean that he'd give up the chance to tease an old friend. "Need any help?" The line was delivered with a face that was halfway mocking, halfway grinning, and decorated by the smallest of winks, but it was there. |