Wolf RPG

After a good rest in his hollow log and finally waking up, he decided to stretch by pushing against the walls as hard as he could. For some reason he just ignored all the cracks he was hearing. The only problem this time was that his pushing broke off a huge piece and then the rest of the log clasped on him. It was a bit of a struggle to pull out of the mess but it wasn't too difficult. Still the whole thing scared him and had his blood going. He turned around to looked at what was his own little house. It was only a pile of bark now.

If he had known that would happen he would have dug out a den somewhere. Digging a den would take a lot of time, plus he didn't have a place in made to make one. He sat down and started trying to think of what he could do. He felt a little itch on the back of his neck and started scratching it with his hind leg. Once he was done he sighed and got back up. Maybe he'll start by talking to someone about it. It didn't feel like he could dig where ever he wanted so the be on the safe side he needed to find someone to help him out.

Spring had been dreaming peacefully a little ways off, from Esaro’s den, when she woke right up to the sound of a big BANG!  The Gamma jumped to her feet, momentarily startled, all the while wondering what had even made that noise in the first place?  The female then began to proceed towards where the noise had come from.  That lead her straight to Esaro and a collapsed former den.  Huh.  She found she was not surprised though, the bark pile looked pretty cheap and very dead.  It had only been a matter of time.

Spring slowly made her way towards Esaro.  “Hey Esaro... what in the world happened here...?”  Spring asked in a very uncertain tone, her eyes flicking from the wreckage to Esaro and back and forth.  She sat down and shuffled her paws awkwardly, as she waited for the boy to respond.  This did not look at all like a dug out den, but it had been Esaro’s former den.  She could tell that from the fact that it had a very strong smell of Esaro’s scent and Esaro was covered in the debris of the collapsed former bark den.  “Do you need any help?"

The noise he made did end up bringing attention to himself. The one that was drawn in was someone he did want to see though so it was perfect. Spring asked what happend, there was no reason for him to not tell her anything. He spoke calmly. "Um, I kinda stretched out a bit against the walls and then the whole thing broke on me." To think that sleeping in a hollow tree trunk was a genius idea back then. Why didn't he ever think it was temporary was unknown and now he was left with no den to sleep in. He really should have dug one out himself while there was plenty of time.

Esaro looked at Spring when she offered to help. Somewhere in him he was thinking maybe he'll do it all himself instead of having her always helping him but he really wasn't that independent. "Well I'm going to need a new place to sleep in now. Do you know where else I could go?" He asked, hoping he wouldn't have to actually dig out his own den. The chances of another free place suitable for him didn't seem so high. Still maybe Spring had a back up plan somewhere or at least an idea for him. This misfortune wasn't enough to break his positive mood so while he was looking at Spring he had a small smile and his tail was wagging happily.

Esaro seemed quite carefree and happy even though his den had collapsed...  Spring nodded as he told a short summary of what had happened and why his den was demolished.  This den... now former den didn't even look like it had ever been a den though.  What had Esaro been thinking?  You don't go sleep in some random log that's on it's last leg.  That was just simply pure knowledge.  Spring didn't mention it though.

Esaro's question made her think for a little bit though. Did she know of any places that he could use as a new and better den?  After some thought she decided that no, she had no idea.  Another idea occurred to her though.  She could just help Esaro dig out a den.  Yes, that sounded just fine.  The pair just needed to find a decent mound of dirt or something of that sort to work off of.

"I can't think of any good places that you could use at the moment Esaro... sorry."  Spring paused for a moment, before continuing.  "But I'm sure that we could always dig out a nice new den for you.  How does that sound?"  She offered with a genuine tone.

Esaro was a little sad to hear that Spring didn't have a place in mind. It looked like he wouldn't be able to avoid doing some digging. He has been wanting to spend that time learning more or practice the useful stuff. Digging a den was just something that was going to take time without him really learning anything good. It would go faster with Spring but he also didn't really want to waste her time. He was a little surprise to hear 'we', that only gave reason to believe she was going to help him dig too.

"All I really need is to find a place where I can dig, I don't want to take up too much of your time." He said, half looking away. In truth he really did want her to help him all the way. She might just make the den even better than he could. Of course he was going to help out as much as he could. Now was the next question. "Um, do you know where we are allowed to dig?" He asked as if there was a rule about digging dens. He didn't want to end up breaking an agreement again so he always tries asking whenever he could before trying something.

There was also another matter he wanted to talk about. So once they were on the move he spoke in his normal way. "Hey Spring, there is something I want to ask about too. Is it possible to fix the injured leg that Grace has?" He asked mainly because he felt the need to help Grace if he could. If there was a slightly chance that he could make her leg better then he would take it, as long as it didn't come with some dangerous risk.

Spring listened as Esaro spoke.  In truth there were really no restrictions to where you could make a den.  Just keep it in the Maplewood.  Although when the brown furred male asked her if she could fix Grace’s leg.  That made her pause for a moment and think.  When she had last seen Grace, hunting with her and Laika the three legged female with the fourth bum leg had seemed pretty good with it.  There was a possibility that she could fix it... but in the end it would really be up to Grace.  Anyways, the black and scarlet female seemed pretty good on her feet with that lame leg.  She might want to just keep that leg as is.  Yet you never knew.  Plus that leg could be beyond repair at this point.  How long had Grace had that injury anyways?

“Esaro.”  Spring began, by addressing her friend.  “First of all, you can dig you den pretty much anywhere you want.  It just has to stay in the Maplewood.”  Spring paused for a moment before continuing, taking a breath.  “Lastly, I could probably fix Grace’s bum leg.  Although... I don’t know if it’s beyond repair and out of my skill range at this point.  Some things just can’t be fixed.  Anyways, Grace seems very adapted to having one lame leg.  She should be fine.  In the end though, it’s her choice on whether she even wants me or someone else to attempt fixing it.”  Spring did her best to explain.

Hearing that the only restriction was to keep the den within maplewood was good. He no longer needed to worry about breaking the rules by accident here. What he should do is figure out a location. It didn't take long for him to figure out a good possible location. He wanted to be closer to everyone, therefore he needed a den nearest possible to all wolves here in Phoenix. That sounded like a great idea. He decided he was going to share the idea.

Before that, Grace's leg problem felt like it would be a difficult one to take care of. A simple treatment wasn't likely going to do anything. He wanted to know if he could try anything himself though. Spring helped a lot so asking even more felt too selfish. "I just wanted to know if I could do anything about her leg. She did help me clean my wounds when I accidentally backed into a rose bush full of thorns." There was a small pause for a little bit of thinking. "Fixing her leg sounds like it would be very hard to do." He said, ending up feel discouraged about being able to do any fixing.

Very soon his mind shifted back to the den problem. "For my new den, I want it to be close to everyone! Do you know where everyone's den is?" He asked as he returned to a more excited mood.

Spring stood very still, as she listened patiently for Esaro to finish speaking.  She considered the males words for a few moments after he finally finished speaking.  Yes, it would be very hard to get Grace's leg back into shape, yet she felt if she believed, put her mind and faith into it, then maybe she could get somewhere.  Anything was possible.  Then the female considered Esaro's other question about whether or not she new where everyone's den was.  Now that was quite an interesting question, because no.  She had absolutely no idea where everyone's den was.  In truth, she only knew where her den was, where Laika's den was and now where Esaro's former den was at this point in time.  Although she was sure that if she and the brown agouti male put effort into finding some others dens, the two could get his new den close.  At the back of her mind though she thought quietly to herself:  Isn't wanting to know where everyone's den is a little bit... stalkerish?

"I'll ask Grace about whether or not she wants help with her leg.  That was also nice of her to help you with the helping clean your wounds though.  Do you know if Grace is going after a Caretaker Medic trade?"  Spring began and asked, then continued on.  "I'm also very sure that we can get your den close to others, but we'll have to sniff some dens out first, because I only know where your former den is, where Laika's den is and where my den is."  Spring explained.  Then perked up her ears, awaiting Esaro's responses.

"I want to be the one to ask her. You don't have to, I mean it was only my idea and I just wanted to know if it was possible to fix her leg." He really didn't want Spring to go out there just to ask Grace, especially since Grace never said anything about it. It just didn't feel right to have someone else ask. Based on Esaro's last encounter with Grace it was possible to say that she did know about caretaking. He answered Spring's question. "It's possible that she already knows about healing and all that but she didn't say that it was her trade." Grace already knew how to clean wounds, he expects that she did know much more.

He did know where Laika's den was so he decided to walk in that direction. He expected Spring to follow him. "Okay, I just think it will be safer for me and everyone if we were all closer to each other. I know where the Alpha's den is and Laika's so maybe we can start looking between them."

Spring listened to Esaro as he spoke.  The topic that Grace could be interested in Caretaking really caught the female’s interest.  It surprised her though, that if Grace was a healer type, that she had not fixed her leg in the early stages of the wound.  Yet again, the jet black and scarlet female could have been born with that leg.  Spring had never gotten much time to exam it very well.  Maybe she could talk to Grace about this matter sometime.  Esaro also had a point that the closer they were there safe that everyone was.  It was true, if they had close dens, it would be a little easier to look out for each other... although the story was two sided, but no matter.  Esaro wanted to do the protection method.  His choice.  As Esaro started to walk, Spring quickly joined him.

“Sounds good Esaro.”  Spring began as she walked alongside her friend.  “It’ll be good to get the exercise in too.”  Spring then remarked absently.  She golden brown eyes cast around the terrain, thinking, when suddenly a thought appeared in her mind.  Something that Spring had meant to asked Esaro earlier.  “How’s your shoulder?”  She asked him, in a half nervous, half caring tone.  She hoped that his shoulder pain was clearing up.  Although her friend seemed fine right now, you could never really tell.  Some could always try to and end up hiding the pain.

Together they walked for a bit, Esaro had already started looking around for a good place to dig. He wanted the best and with so many possibilities he was just going to end up being indecisive. Before going on further Spring asked about his shoulder. Esaro turned his head to take a look at where it was on his right side. All that was really there was an early stage scar. He can't say that it was fully healed but it was pretty much recovered, just leaving a scar behind. "My shoulder is okay, it doesn't bother me anymore but I can still see where that Sleeping Dragon wolf got me. How long do you think it will take before it goes away?" It was going to be a constant reminder of what happend but he would never hold a grudge. He knows it could have been worse so he was just grateful that it was all he got from that.

He continued to search for a spot to dig out a den but unless Spring point out a good location he would just keep looking and looking without really deciding which would be the best place. He would end up searching the whole forest but even after that he might not be able to decide. His only helping factor was that he wanted to be near everyone.

“That’s excellent then.”  Spring began enthusiastically after Esaro wrapped up telling her telling her that his shoulder felt fine.  Then continued on to tell him some not so great news about the scars.  “Esaro, those scars will be there for the rest of your life, till the day you die.  There’s nothing that anyone can really do about that from what I know... sorry.  That wolf got you hard.”  She shot her friend a sympathetic look, hoping that he would be accepting of keeping those scars.

Spring's eyes then swiveled around the land surrounding, as she searched for a decent spot for Esaro to make and achieve a new den.  Her gaze suddenly settled on a roughly two-hundred year old Maplewood tree.  It had a single hollow spot right at the entrench to it and the tree look pretty good with width and length.  She padded towards the entrance, heading inside.  It was kinda dark, but it seemed pretty cozy and comfortable and the hole was big enough to room about two wolves.  “What about this place Esaro?”  Spring asked her friend, calling out to him without turning around, continuing to observe the place.

It was a bit sad to learn that the scar was permanent. It wasn't like it was hindering him in any way. He did want to forget about the huge mistake he made but would that really be a good thing to forget? Probably not. He needed to remember what he has done, that was the only possible reason for him to keep the scar. He didn't really have a choice in the matter but he easily accepted it. "That's okay, I don't mind having this scar forever." He said while remaining positive about it.

Soon Spring pointed out a possible den for Esaro. He looked at it for a while and recognized it. This was the tree that he showed Laika during winter. It was on a day where the tree had thin layers of ice on the branches and leaves. He had never noticed there was a hole, maybe it was covered by snow back then. Spring was the first to go in. He assumed that there wasn't much room so he waited for her to exit. Except it turned out that there was plenty of room. As he stepped in he accidentally bumped his head on Spring. "Oh, Sorry." He blocked the light that came in and didn't actually see where Spring was. He moved to the other side to let in the light. With two wolves it was a little crowded, just barely enough room for two. "This is the same tree I showed Laika during the winter. I never noticed that there was a den here."

Spring almost jumped, startled when Esaro unexpectedly bumped his head on her in the darkness.  Luckily though, she did not startled and only replied by saying.  “No harm done.”  It was good to hear that Esaro would be okay with the scar... as a matter of fact that scar actually made him look tough.  The thought made her smile, that her sweet, naive friend, was in ways starting to look like a tough guy.  Her interests also perked up when Esaro told her that he and Laika had seen this tree during the winter.

“Well, it seems that this would be a well suited den.”  Spring began.  "I mean you kind of already know it anyways, since you and Laika investigated it, from what I understand.”  She added.  “What do you really think of it though Esaro?  Do you like it?”  Spring finally asked, and finished.

"Well, it is different." He commented as he looked around a little more. Compared to the place he had before there was a lot more room. He was used to the small crowded space. With Spring in here he had the impression that it wasn't that roomy but surely once she leaves there's going to be too much space. "I'm used to something much smaller though. There was no way to share space in that log but the small space did help me stay warm during the winter." He paused for a moment "I really don't like getting cold, do you think I can share this den with someone?" He asked. The cold usually reminded him of how harsh the world was. It was during winter that his pack turned against each other and after that he had never felt so cold before. It wasn't a great experience.

Spring listened quietly as Esaro spoke.  The question about sharing this den with someone really made her think.  Was there someone who would be willing to do that?  She was silent for a few moments as her thoughts tumbled over one another.  Well maybe Grace could share this den with him?  The two seemed to be very good friends so far.  The biggest reason that she thought this was of course because of the egg hunt when the two had paired up to do the ultimate parkour stunts.

“Maybe... erm Grace?”  She offered to him.  Although it would be Grace’s decision on whether she wanted to share a den with Esaro or not, she was seventy five point ninety nine percent sure that Grace would accept the offer.  They seemed to be pretty close friends anyways.

Spring suggested that he ask Grace. It's true that Grace was fairly new so that meant she likely didn't have a den yet. He could go ask her later but what if there was someone else who also needed a den? They wouldn't be able to all fit in one den. He would only be able to help one person at a time. "Grace might have a den by now, maybe I should ask a new member instead." In his mind that sounded like a good idea so he didn't question it.

He turned and got out of his new den. "I guess this will be my new den, Thanks for helping me find one." He said happily. Then added "I'm glad I didn't really have to dig out a new one, that would take a lot of time." That was one of his main worries about dens. It was a one time work but it would take so much time that Esaro felt like he could have used all of it elsewhere. Founding one solved all problems and he had Spring to be thankful for.

Spring listened tpmEsaro, then nodded when he finished.  "You can ask anyone you like then to be your denmate then Esaro."  She began neutrally.  Even though she was quite curious about which wolves he would ask to move in with him.

"Good luck with your new den then  Esaro.  See you around."  Spring called out to her friend. Then she made her leave, heading back to her very own den.  That actually happened to not be to far from the tree.  Upon reaching it, she flopped down inside of it and took a small nap to refuel.

Esaro nodded. Sharing the den felt like a good idea no matter what it meant. Who to share it with was still something that would be founded out later. Spring took her leave and before she went he said spoke a little more before letting her go. "Thank you for helping me Spring!" He said happily. Then he turned back to his den. There wasn't really any work he needed to do so maybe he'll just go out and look at some strange plants or hunt something. If there was another lesson with Spring he could then ask about the plants instead of bringing something poisonous like last time. While he started heading out he started thinking of Grace. He wondered how she was doing.