Be careful. Goose had pleaded. We're going to get in trouble. Goose had said.
Oath had simply tossed her head, small nose in the air, and trekked further into the snow-coated lands before her. Oath was a canine of action, and this was something they needed. Desperately. So she'd go for it. March right into unknown territory, filled with wolves by the scent of it, and ask for refuge. Safety. A place to call home. Amber hues attempted to track the flashes of white trailing behind her, but the snow was also white. That made it difficult to follow her friend and Oath couldn't risk losing track of Goose in unfamiliar territory, not with the younger female as timid as she was. She'd stand no chance. But, admittedly, it was growing harder to keep an eye peeled for danger when she was so worried about Goose. So, Oath slowed her pace, eyes scanning the expanse before her, while allowing the white wolf to gain some ground. A question pulled at her before she could shove it away: how deep in were they?
Oath shot Goose - what she hoped - was an encouraging look. It might have been more like a wince. It was usually more like a wince, or some bizarre face contortion that didn't belong on the face of Oath, or really, anyone. The brown gave up and heaved a sigh, rolling her bright eyes and turning back to the task at hand.
She loved Goose, she truly did, however the others' timid personality was usually.. less than beneficial. It was something, after being together for so long, that they had managed to work around. Most of the time. Every once in a while Goose's meekness got the pair of them into trouble, but just as often Oath's attitude got them into even deeper trouble. It was precarious, but entirely worthwhile. Oath loved her wholeheartedly, and she felt the sentiment was returned - even if it was often unsaid. Because of this, they tended to balance each other out and keep one another out of seriously deep shit. Goose was her voice of reason, hell, even her conscience on bad days. And Oath? Oath was the 'brawn', the backbone. Sharp-tongued and astute, she had managed to keep them alive this far. No-one had really tried to mess with them, perhaps Oath's face was enough to keep them at bay, but those that approached had been quickly shooed off without a thought.
Oath tended to be self-sacrificing to a fault, especially when it came to the pale female. After all they'd been through, all that had been done to them within the time they'd been with their last pack, it was hard to bite down the protective urges. It was this feeling, this urge, that fueled her so. Winter was hard. And Goose was an awful hunter. She could stalk anything to the ends of the earth, sure, but actual hunting? The pale had never been very good at the killing part, and while Oath was good at killing.. She weighed 50lbs soaking wet and was half of Goose's size. The best she could do was small game, occasionally some birds and maybe a real stupid fish or two. Maybe Oath was at fault for their current predicament - she was not as encouraging as she could have been and instead had taken the role of provider, protector, all for herself. Was she their 'leader'? Possibly, but she was more than aware that she was not leadership material. The thought didn't sting or hurt, it just rung out as truth, so she let it roll off like water. They did need a leader, however. A real one.
Before she knew it, Oath was standing within a ring of tall, standing stones she couldn't even see the tops of. A good a place as any. The small female sat down, rather abruptly, and glanced over her shoulder to wait for Goose to settle in. Only when the white female was settled in, hunkered in the snow and hopefully hidden, and only then would Oath let out a series of short, concussive howls - the closest she could get to a bark. Howling would likely alert the entirity of the pack and bring them bearing down on Goose. And herself, her brain supplied helpfully. So, hopefully, this option would attract less of the wolves who might wish to skin her hide.
Oath had simply tossed her head, small nose in the air, and trekked further into the snow-coated lands before her. Oath was a canine of action, and this was something they needed. Desperately. So she'd go for it. March right into unknown territory, filled with wolves by the scent of it, and ask for refuge. Safety. A place to call home. Amber hues attempted to track the flashes of white trailing behind her, but the snow was also white. That made it difficult to follow her friend and Oath couldn't risk losing track of Goose in unfamiliar territory, not with the younger female as timid as she was. She'd stand no chance. But, admittedly, it was growing harder to keep an eye peeled for danger when she was so worried about Goose. So, Oath slowed her pace, eyes scanning the expanse before her, while allowing the white wolf to gain some ground. A question pulled at her before she could shove it away: how deep in were they?
Oath shot Goose - what she hoped - was an encouraging look. It might have been more like a wince. It was usually more like a wince, or some bizarre face contortion that didn't belong on the face of Oath, or really, anyone. The brown gave up and heaved a sigh, rolling her bright eyes and turning back to the task at hand.
She loved Goose, she truly did, however the others' timid personality was usually.. less than beneficial. It was something, after being together for so long, that they had managed to work around. Most of the time. Every once in a while Goose's meekness got the pair of them into trouble, but just as often Oath's attitude got them into even deeper trouble. It was precarious, but entirely worthwhile. Oath loved her wholeheartedly, and she felt the sentiment was returned - even if it was often unsaid. Because of this, they tended to balance each other out and keep one another out of seriously deep shit. Goose was her voice of reason, hell, even her conscience on bad days. And Oath? Oath was the 'brawn', the backbone. Sharp-tongued and astute, she had managed to keep them alive this far. No-one had really tried to mess with them, perhaps Oath's face was enough to keep them at bay, but those that approached had been quickly shooed off without a thought.
Oath tended to be self-sacrificing to a fault, especially when it came to the pale female. After all they'd been through, all that had been done to them within the time they'd been with their last pack, it was hard to bite down the protective urges. It was this feeling, this urge, that fueled her so. Winter was hard. And Goose was an awful hunter. She could stalk anything to the ends of the earth, sure, but actual hunting? The pale had never been very good at the killing part, and while Oath was good at killing.. She weighed 50lbs soaking wet and was half of Goose's size. The best she could do was small game, occasionally some birds and maybe a real stupid fish or two. Maybe Oath was at fault for their current predicament - she was not as encouraging as she could have been and instead had taken the role of provider, protector, all for herself. Was she their 'leader'? Possibly, but she was more than aware that she was not leadership material. The thought didn't sting or hurt, it just rung out as truth, so she let it roll off like water. They did need a leader, however. A real one.
Before she knew it, Oath was standing within a ring of tall, standing stones she couldn't even see the tops of. A good a place as any. The small female sat down, rather abruptly, and glanced over her shoulder to wait for Goose to settle in. Only when the white female was settled in, hunkered in the snow and hopefully hidden, and only then would Oath let out a series of short, concussive howls - the closest she could get to a bark. Howling would likely alert the entirity of the pack and bring them bearing down on Goose. And herself, her brain supplied helpfully. So, hopefully, this option would attract less of the wolves who might wish to skin her hide.
ok so this is embarrassingly long, i'm so sorry ;_;
please don't feel the need to reply with a novel as well!!
oh no.. i see typos ):
please don't feel the need to reply with a novel as well!!
oh no.. i see typos ):
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; all have been led astray - by Oath - February 28, 2019, 03:37 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Goosie - February 28, 2019, 03:40 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Merrit - February 28, 2019, 07:24 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Oath - March 01, 2019, 08:43 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Goosie - March 01, 2019, 08:45 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Greyback - March 01, 2019, 06:04 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Merrit - March 04, 2019, 11:02 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Oath - March 05, 2019, 12:37 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Goosie - March 05, 2019, 10:02 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Greyback - March 06, 2019, 09:52 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by RIP Valette - March 07, 2019, 04:31 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Merrit - March 13, 2019, 08:33 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Oath - March 13, 2019, 10:11 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Goosie - March 14, 2019, 12:14 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Greyback - March 15, 2019, 01:36 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by RIP Valette - March 15, 2019, 04:05 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Merrit - March 16, 2019, 05:01 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Oath - March 16, 2019, 06:03 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Goosie - March 16, 2019, 06:49 PM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by Greyback - March 21, 2019, 10:33 AM
RE: ; all have been led astray - by RIP Valette - March 21, 2019, 03:13 PM