Stone Circle Bang Bang Let's Go

who wants a boy?

Like most of his siblings, West was growing tired of the boring and cramped space of the whelping den. He was a big boy! And he needed space to stretch his legs. Life called for him beyond the den walls and with each waking moment, he would often find himself staring towards the light that seeped in if he wasn't playing with his siblings or fighting with Clay.

Luckily, today was his day! He refused to let anything stop him as fat paws carried the chubby boy out of the mouth of the den, sun soaking into his thick pelt. West gave a small wiggle of his body enjoying the feel of the earth under his paws and broke into a small sprint around the opening letting his limbs enjoy the open space. But what was he to do with his newfound freedom?

Exploring alone was boring, how would he show his great discoveries to people if no one was around? Perhaps he would see all those friendly faces again if made that sound his mother could? Then he could show them so many things as he discovered them! The earth-toned boy plopped down letting out his best attempt at a howl for some friend to come join him.

Unfortunately for him, someone did answer the call to play, but not of a pup; rather a mindless Princess coming over in curiosity. She had yet to take a glimpse of the newfound pups from the mountain and lil' bear, and only couyld imagine they were plush as a summer bush, and as tasty as the berries on it. With a newfound interest, she had the usual playful smile with droopy eyes, giving a friendly posture while sashaying her way to the Grayback and Valette offspring, having no idea which name this one held.

"Heeeeeeeey~," she greeted, dropping her split-eyed gaze to meet his.

As the large woman approached, West's tail waggled behind him. He didn't recognize her, but she seemed friendly! No one told him about dangers nearby really so anyone that approached him had to be a friend. The large boy bounded over to run circles around the new wolf, taking in her so he would recognize her next time.

Hi! Who're you? He sniffed around the woman's paws before sticking his nose into her large stomach. Hey, she was kinda like him! He hadn't seen any other wolves as round as he. Whoever she was she smelled like the other wolves he saw when his Ma let him out to meet the pack so she was with them for sure.

Aerasha at the moment, was in a blissful oblivious on how chunky she has become over the winter, almost matching someone who were near to rearing children. Though her stomach, which has been prodded, had no younglings, and only pure food inhaled over time. She didnt think the one running around thought of her as round, and Aerasha thought maybe he was intrigued by her unique outlook, as most were by the eyes and scar. Such thoughts were not true, however.

She bent down, which more resulted into laying in front of the brown one as she conversed, "I'm Aerasha. Whoooo are youuuu?~"

As Aerasha leaned down to lay, her scaring and size became more apparent leading to West poking at the sprawling mark along her arm. He wasn't really sure of the concept of scaring, but his pa had something similar along his nose. My Ma said um...i'm West Tree? But she 'n my Pa jus call me West.

He squinted at the scar as he inspected it a bit closer noticing that it appeared to be a big "bald spot" He had never seen normal skin after all since well... wolves are covered in fur. How come ya missin fur? Did your brother pull it out? Clay pulls on mine too.

"Wessttt treee?" She repeated the young ones name, wondering why the two would give such a title to him, "areeee youuu, a tree from the west?" Aerasha chuckled in her own amusement, considering that Greyback had a grey back, so surely this one was a Tree from the West. Why was he calling his son a tree? Could wolves become trees? Were they born in a tree? Gosh she needed to socialize more! Need to find out where these pups came from! 

"Ohhh, this?" Not many inquired of her large injury, despite many eyes fleeting toward it, and only wandering back to her own blue and brown hues. She assumed, no one wanted to be rude, but that was nooo fun. Thus why the creamed maiden adored younger ones, they had no concept of such restraint, and so their questioning was far more intriguing then what any adult could give!

"Oh nooo, but I pulled his.~" She admitted, being a slight bully to her younger brother. Speaking of him, Aerasha wondered what the Prince was doing with his game of Kingdoms..

"Buuttt, I played with a bear. He wasn't tooo nice.~" Not going into full details on the 'playing,' she smiled like it was a fond memory.

The young boy just tipped his head to the side at Aerasha's joke. He didn't really understand the concept of west either. Last he checked he wasn't a tree though? The flower wolf failed to correct him on his behavior, what surely would have resulted in a scolding from his parents if they knew.

Instead, she simply responded it was from playing. Could playing result in fur loss? West's mind shortly drifted to the image of a bald Clay, he looked stupid. Which caused a giggle from the pup! I didn't know playing could de-fur someone. Wait... Whut's a bear?

She was the greatest role model- which no parent would leave a child in her care. Though she remained oblivious to it all, and continued her banter with the young ones, despite perhaps encouraging wrong behavior. She was not a parent to-be, but an aunt who would happily take a sip of the special drink, while letting her nephew try some if he was curious enough. However she adored them so, for their innocence, and their questions which no adult could ask, they were all too special. She held mild regret for not interacting sooner, but Aerasha can always make it up., "you can if you tryyy hard enough.~"

"They'reeee likeee," she paused, thinking, "think offff, your mama, butttt, a reaallyyy small tail, smaller ears, and.... fatter," then continued, "buuttttt, waaaaay bigger then your daddy.~" The two could create perfect cubs really, for Valette reminded her of a cute little bear, but Greyback was just a mountain. Looking at West with his brownish tones, she dreamed of the future when this lad would be similar to the bear of her dreams. Maybe he too, would let her ride him like she did to Greyback many moons ago. Those were fun times.

"Thoouuughh," her eyes squinted, "they're verrrryyy mean. Look at what theeeyy did to meee.~" She had a dramatic roll, stretching out the scarred arm in all it's glory. Though her position became more playful then of a showcase, as she smiled to West in a usual drowsy look.

Man this lady talked weird. And kinda moved weird. Then again, little West has only seen maybe 5 wolves regularly so maybe he just hadn't met enough wolves. Afterall, his sitters were complete opposites, one bright and energetic, the other more strict with darker colors. Maybe pelt color factored in? Aerasha had a light coat too and Clay and Newt were more serious. Oh no... was he going to be boring?

Thank the gods Aerasha was still talking, otherwise West would have spiraled into his first life crisis. Apparently, bears were just fat and mean and tailless. He didn't really want to play with one. Why'd ya play witf it if they're mean? Did ya think you were a bear too? The boy waddled around to check if the woman had a tail, and she did so he could check that off the list of "not a bear". You're not mean though? Or missin a tail. Jus big.

If she knew what the young one was thinking, perhaps Aerasha would tease his thoughts, and give him a 'perhaps.' Such a cutie, she thought and joyfully smiled upon while he continued on, "I thought they were cuuuteee, and more niiiceee.~" She openly admitted, despite leaving a few crucial details on someone bringing her near it. Though in the end, she fullyheartedly approached the creature  in the hope of a good ol' bear hug, but instead resulting in a disfigurement. What a shame, for the beauty, "gossh, I wish. They're cuuute thoouughh." Be sweet to be a bear, wouldn't it? Though they're mean lil' things aren't they.

"You know who is biigggg?~" an obvious answer, "your mountain papa.~" As always, in her flower-coated world, the Greyback was still a mountain to ride upon, one day. If he'd let her, but probably not anymore now that the big man was claimed by a lil' bear, "you gonna be jussst as big. Rival a bear.~" She hoped, to get the same advantage.. One day too, he will be ridden. Aerasha had a lot of dreams to simply be carried.

 

Apparently bears outwardly looked friendly. Guess not all things that look nice actually are nice...that's a shame, why be angry all the time? He could understand the woman's mistake though, after all he'd probably greet a bear in the same manner if he was not informed.

At the mentioning of his father, the round boy grinned and nodded in agreement. His father was really big, no one rivaled him! He could probably take on the mean bear that ripped Aerasha's fur out too. (Seriously, someone tell him it's not a bald spot) His eyes widened at the possibility of even rivaling his father. You think I'm gonn be as big as him? From the size of the boy's paws, there was a pretty damn good chance he'd at least be close.

If there was to be truth, Aerasha would most likely due it again, in the hope the next bear wasn't as mean as the one from her puphood. Though at least she did somewhat good, on now giving warning on how mean the forest giants could be. They're nothing like wolves, and far too unique for her to draw away. The lady was a bit curious if any was within the wilds, now that she thinked about it.

Unaware of the mistake she made of the scar being a bald spot, she continued onward with the boy, "Of couuurseee, maaybee even bigger.~" Aerasha nodded, definitely thinking that the West Tree will be just as big, and maybe even bigger. Oh what a dream, and maybe just as his siblings will be. One large family, a perfect ride up the mountain for the princess.~

The boy wiggled stamping his paws unevenly against the ground. He was going to be big! Maybe he could be bigger than the stones! Clay wouldn't stand a chance against him then and probably even a bear! If he saw any near his ma or pa he'd give them a reason to never come back. Wowwww...when I'm big-- I- I won't let any bears aroun'! No more bald spots

She was still unaware of his turnmoil, only tilting her soft head to the side toward 'no more bald spots.' But he as so cute, Aerasha thought, that she absolutely wanted to smother him, and play with him, and perhaps a bit of mischief. The odd words that spilled from his thoughts were of no matter to her, as she simply wanted to eat him up. Though she have to be careful, for there was two bears that would be on her behind if she dare to do anything.

"You are adooorabllleee.~" The Princess couldn't help but confess the truth.

wrap up?

Hah— Ma says that sometimes too. Thinking of his mom made the young boy realize he should probably warn her about how dangerous bears were. They couldn't let any get too close, especially to Newt. His legs were so patchy now and the last thing he needed was to be even more bald. Oh—! I gotta tell Ma n' Pa! No bears! Bye Aer-Airashuh. Oh how he horribly butchered her name, but he tried. And just like that, he was quick to turn and run for his family's den. No bears!

ya!

A universal agreement, which was good, all were to agree that pups were adorable. Though she had to admit, her brother was a rather ugly looking one, compared to herself that is. Though Aerasha still loved him nontheless, and thought his actions were absolutely adorable, even if his appearence was not as heavenly.

She watched the small one disappear, with an imcompletion of her name along with him. Perhaps she needed a nickname?