Fox's Glade Second Decisions

@Merrick

[size=medium]His paws drive him through the forest where the light hardly reaches the forest floor; only in small, sharp beams of sun that shines through. Large ears listening for the fox that run abundantly through these trees. [/size]

[size=medium]His ears perk up and swivel backwards when he here’s swigs snapping. Rookie mistake for a fox. Uly thinks, spinning around quickly to catch his meal. He sees it, the big brown ears, orange fur, and full tail tipped with white. That’s a fox alright.[/size]

[size=medium]He forces his body into a sprint, muscles flexing as he jumps over a small creek, milky eyes fixated on his target. He chases it, he’s slow but this fox isn’t as fast as others he’s encountered before. The fox is crossing another of the many streams that flow through the forest and it’s paw sinks into the deepest part of the stream, it gets caught between two rocks. A mistake on the foxes part and it flips itself on its back in the freezing water.[/size]

[size=medium]Uly approaches, surely looking like the devil himself with his massive form compared to a fox and his otherworldly eyes gazing upon the terrified animal. It lies there, body partly submerged in the shallow stream on its back, all paws except the one stuck in the rock curles up in itself. Beautiful, thick orange fur sopping wet and beneath the fur, the body is trembling almost as if it was having a seizure. The chocolate eyes are wider than quarters and the purest of fear is intertwined within them.[/size]

[size=medium]The wolf is towering over it now, it’s a younger fox. Not a child, but more of a young adult. Uly’s massive form has it trapped between his paws as he stands over it. He watches it tremble and shake like a leaf. It’s beginning to whine and scream and Ulysses’ ears press back at the horrid noise of fear. The wolf doesn’t know what’s going through his mind but he just [/size][size=medium]can’t[/size][size=medium]. The animal before him ran for its life and knows it’s about to die and for some reason the form of the small terrified fox begins getting to him.[/size]

[size=medium]Bending his head down towards the fox it flinches and squeals again, crying. It’s front paws go skywards to press on the plume of Uly’s neck attempting to get its shaking paws to force its predator away. Uly’s eyes go wide and his ears press to his head. [/size][size=medium]God. [/size][size=medium]He thinks to himself. [/size][size=medium]What am I doing to this poor thing? [/size][size=medium]The small paws shake against him and suddenly they’re locking eyes. Ulysses forces himself past the weak paws and takes ahold of the side of the fox’s scruff, it cries again and kicks it's wet back feet against his belly and chest. The mutt pulls it up out of the stream, it cries again when Uly pulls enough to yank on its stuck paw.[/size]

[size=medium]With his own larger paw, he claws at the rock, knocking it over and it’s foot falls free. He has the fox dangling from his maw now, the poor thing still shaking, wet, freezing, and terrified. He goes to a patch of dry moss and sets the fox down gently. Raising his head and looking at it with apologetic eyes, ears pressed back against his skull.[/size]

[size=medium]“Leave.” He says gruffly. The fox stares up at him, eyes wide with surprise and fear. “Go!” He yells deeply, once it doesn’t move from his first reply. The mass of wet fur begins moving its gangly, shaking legs. It’s eyes never leaving uly’s form until it finally gets to its feet and it begins limping off. Looking back every once in a while at the wolf, Uly watches it’s still shaking form make its way back home and he realizes that he’s hungry AND feels like shit now.[/size]

[size=medium]He shakes his head, he doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. If any other wolf saw that it’d look weak. And he is. It’s his dog half and he knows it, he can kill but he doesn’t know what happened there. Head slightly held down he walks to the nearest tree and slumps his muscled body against it and rests his chin on his paws. He’ll sit and contemplate life for just a second he decides.[/size]