Blacktail Deer Plateau All of My Love

Hawkeye was taken by surprise at the actions Fury took. First, he seemed to have clamped his mouth shut; then, he firmly told her "no" and proceeded to push his cold nose into her side.

There was neither anger nor excitement at the touch the male gave; it was simply a touch. Hawkeye softened her eyes. "Fury, I have a mate. If anyone needs to protect me, it would be him." She moved her eyes down to the ground, for she felt shame. Whether it was because she felt she was leading Fury on by close proximity, or whether it was due to the fact that she felt a small amount of electricity shoot through her body when he touched her, Hawkeye did not know.

This was the first person she could relate to; it made her trust him wholly and want to sweep him up in a hug. He shared the same beliefs as she did, something she had not yet seen in her time in the Wilds. "Why did you come here, Fury? To the plateau? Before here, I lived in a dark forest. It was my first pack besides my parents'. In my parents' pack, were like gypsies; many packs acted as one unless large issues showed themselves. Males were all friends, females all mothers to the children. There were four separate packs that moved as one. No one messed with us since we were such a large group." Hawkeye went quiet, wondering if somehow she'd seen the male before. There were other wolves that travelled by themselves that had been taken in either permanently or only for a few days, but Hawkeye couldn't tell if Fury was a familiar face.