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And I Ran - Meeka - October 29, 2014 After her near fatal encounter with the resident wolves of Blackfeather Woods, Meeka had run until she put their territory far behind her. Her first important lesson about life in the wild had been a harsh one, and had earned her a few minor battle scars. Now she paid closer attention to her surroundings, and stayed far away from signs of wolf activity. She had escaped death to the cruel jaws of a wolf this time, but next time she might not be so lucky. Her wandering paws had led her to the shore of a great lake. There were no signs of wolves nearby, so Meeka felt safe enough to stop and rest for the first time all day. She waded a few steps into the lake, the cool water soothing her aching paws. She peered down into the water, her reflection gazed up at her. The girl almost didn't recognize herself. Her fur was a mess, full of dirt and knots. The wounds on her neck and chest were still healing, becoming ugly scars. And her bright pink collar, her last physical link to her former life, was gone. Mere days in the wild were already starting to transform her into a feral beast. Meeka remembered the days when she'd been frustrated with her parents. It had seemed to her like they were always trying to hold her back and stop her from having fun. "No Meeka! Bad dog!" They had scolded when she tried to eat out of the garbage. She had become so sick of brown pebbles, and the alluring scents wafting from the garbage were too powerful to resist. The wolfdog always thought her parents were selfish; eating all the good food themselves, and not even letting her eat the scraps. But after her first meal in the wild, a long dead half-eaten rabbit, suddenly dog food was looking a whole lot better. A tear slid down her muzzle and dripped into the lake, distorting her reflection. RE: And I Ran - Fang - October 29, 2014 hi hi
Things had been less than exciting for the hybrid of late. The ill-conceived pack he had followed into the bleak woods nearby was hardly the paradise to escape the idiocy of his former group. Though fleeting loyalties were a natural flaw for him, it was never an easy task to survive on ones own and the little fact was starting to show, food was scarce, and consistent shelter from the cooling weather was becoming a rare treat. Despite his desertion he had not moved far, had any of his former allies sought him they'd not have had to travel far, the lake and it's boundary becoming a temporary home. The day had started normally enough and food was about all that was on his mind as he traversed the waters edge hoping to stumble across something sma and stupid enough to be considered food. It wasn't long before he stumbled across Meeka, a short distance in the water. From his short distance away it was a rather unimpressed mottling of black and white, runty wolf. Or something close anyway. At any rate it was someone he didn't recognize, a more steps closer before he decided to call out a greeting. "You ain't about to catch somethin' that close to the edge." advice about food was as good an introduction as any other right? RE: And I Ran - Meeka - October 30, 2014 Meeka's ears perked up as a voice addressed her from behind. Startled, she whirled around and found herself face to face with another wolf. She retreated a few steps, until she put a comfortable buffer zone between them. The stranger didn't appear threatening, but her run-in with the Blackfeather wolves had taught her to be wary of wolves. "I wasn't trying to catch anything," she informed the stranger. She hadn't had much success hunting on dry land, and she wasn't exactly brushed up on her fishing skills either. At least she was a competent scavenger, but living off scraps wasn't exactly living well. "Even if I tried, I probably couldn't," she added with a defeated sigh. RE: And I Ran - Fang - October 30, 2014
RE: And I Ran - Meeka - October 31, 2014 Meeka hesitated. She hadn't been expecting the stranger to show such interest in her. She kept her distance, but decided it would be okay to tell him her story. "I was on a camping trip with my family," she began. She paused before continuing. "A little orange dog with a poofy tail came near the tent at night when my parents were sleeping inside." She didn't know what kind of animal the intruder was, so she described it to the stranger as best as she could. "I thought it wanted to hurt them, so I broke my leash and chased it away. But I couldn't find my way back." "By the time I managed to find the camp again, they were gone." She explained. It had taken her days to return to the place. She'd tried to smell her way back, but the intruder had led her on a long, winding chase through the woods, causing the inexperienced tracker to wander in circles. "I've been looking all over for them." She wondered if perhaps this wolf had seen them. "Yesterday, a couple wolves caught me wandering through their territory. They did this to me," she said, referring to her wounds. "I thought they were going to kill me, but I managed to get away." Meeka turned the tables and posed a couple questions of her own. "You're a hybrid too?" She studied him, and recognized a few shared traits. She guessed he was part husky, like herself, but with a much more prominent wolf heritage. "Does life get any better for us out here?" RE: And I Ran - Fang - October 31, 2014
RE: And I Ran - Meeka - October 31, 2014 Meeka noted the irritation in Fang's brief response to her question about his bloodline. She made a mental note to refrain from asking further questions on the subject. Fang was the friendliest wolf she'd met so far, even if he was a bit grouchy, and she didn't want to piss him off by probing into a sensitive subject. "I'm Meeka," she replied. "Um, nice to meet you Mister Fang." She frowned a bit at his response to her other question. Meeka was feeling quite the opposite of tough, these days. Her feet were starting to get cold, so she padded back to shore, parking her butt a few feet from her new friend. "Are you in a pack?" She asked him, hoping maybe he'd allow her to come back with him. RE: And I Ran - Fang - October 31, 2014
RE: And I Ran - Meeka - November 01, 2014 Meeka listened in awe. Fang was such a bad ass lone wolf, he didn't even need a pack. "I wish I could be as confident as you," Meeka said. If she thought things were hard now, they were only going to get worse once winter came to the land. Suddenly, Meeka was struck with an idea. "Hey, could you teach me a few things? Like how to hunt, how to fight?" Maybe if she could absorb some of Fang's awesomeness, she'd be all right. RE: And I Ran - Fang - November 01, 2014
RE: And I Ran - Meeka - November 02, 2014 "I won't slow you down," she replied, though her tone sounded far from convincing. Meeka thought for a moment. What skills did she have that might convince Fang she wasn't totally useless? So far, she'd proved she was great at getting into trouble. In her former life, she'd been praised as an intelligent, good dog. She could shake paws, speak, play dead and even fetch the paper. Somehow, she doubted Fang would find any of this impressive. She thought harder. How could these things translate to living in the wild? "I'm really smart," she said at last. "All I need is a little guidance, and I'll be able to help you hunt in no time." RE: And I Ran - Fang - November 03, 2014 Smart, that was it hey? A frown tugged at his lips, her words echoing in his ears for a moment. What was he supposed to do, nah, you're too much trouble, catch ya 'round. Of course that would likely mean the slight girl would be dead before mid-winter, if her recent history was any indication. "Fine." he answered flatly. With that word he turned and began moving away from the lake, he didn't bother to see if Meeka followed, but he began speaking. Hunting isn't a big deal. But foods going to be scarce. ..I do have an idea though Just depends how wicked you want to be. Before he'd finished his sentence the hybrid turned his walk toward the not-so-distant mountain range, home of the spire wolves. He was certain he remembered where a cache or two were, and of course there was always small prey over there. Now the question was, could this little hybrid be a decent excuse if they get caught stealing. RE: And I Ran - Meeka - November 03, 2014 Meeka's answer didn't seem to impress Fang. Her ears drooped sadly, and she gave him her best sad puppy face. No one could say "no" to the sad puppy face. It must have worked, because Fang agreed to let her tag along with him. He didn't exactly seem happy about it, but it was good enough for Meeka. Her ears perked up and her tongue lolled out of her mouth in a canine grin. "Yay!" She cheered happily. She rose and bounded after Fang, catching up in time to hear what he was saying. "Ooooh, what is your idea?" She questioned, intrigued. RE: And I Ran - Fang - November 03, 2014 We'll fade here, I'll start up another thread later today/tomorrow, yes? :3
The youthful bouncing alongside him along with her claims that she could indeed be wicked, was enough to put a smile on his face. "We'll see. The wolf-dog was already formulating plans in his mind, this could be advantageous, or it could be a total disaster, either way it would certainly be entertaining to say the least. He looked over at his newly acquired companion with a slight nod towards the sunspire, "For now, let's head to the mountain. I lived there for a time and if there's no food, we can see just how wicked you think you are." raiding packs caches was certainly going to piss a lot of his former companions off, but for now it was definitely a decent back-up plan should the hunts fail. A gentle swing of his tail whilst he lead Meeka along. RE: And I Ran - Meeka - November 03, 2014 All righty. I'm off to bed for now, see ya tomorrow!
Meeka trotted after Fang, turning her eyes to the horizon to admire the looming mountains. For the first time in days, she was looking forward to what the future held in store. |