Hiding From the Two Legged

Smiled and nuzzled up to him I'm fine! Honestly! Hehe. Snickering she would uncover her face and show that she was mearly blushing, never actually caring for someone the way she did for Bandit. Obvious as it may seem she still tried to hide her feelings, it was just her thing. Smiling yet again she would lay down curling up close to him, keeping herself warm and just to be next to him.

Bandit furrowed his brow. Something is still up. he rolled to his back again and growled playfully. Come on, Lay on me and tell me everything i need to know. He winked at her and swished his tail invitingly. he couldn't help but thinking that this small little bitch had made him, a dominant male seem so submissive.

Kay smiled gently and layed ontop of Bandit and smiled her tail wagging. She was soon to get lost in his eyes, bitch would lick his nose and grin deviously. Bitch would playfuly paw at his face, and whisper in his ear Your kinda cute ya know? Kay would wink as she continued to lay on him.

Bandit smirked as his heart beat quickened. Really? That's all i need to know? And i could have guessed... You two bitches nearly fought over me with your eyes. You and Tryst. He licked her on the muzzle several times almost in a cleaning way.

Kay smirked and nodded lightly Oh you could have eh? Kay smiled and nuzzled his muzzle with her own as she swayed the bushy tail about behind her. Snickering before shaking her head playfully before nipping at his chest, then hopping off of him and running around again.

He grinned Why yes. He grunted at her leaping off of him but was quick to follow her around. He pinned her sideways against a tree. Are you going to fight Tryst? His eyes became cold and worried their hued eyes danced together. his conscious told him that if they did he'd have to leave them and never come back.

Kay shook her head with a definate no for the answer. She had no intentions of fighting Tryst in the first place, sure something she did may have irritated her but Kay had no intentions what-so-ever. Of course not! I have nothing against her... Why would I fight her if I've nothing against her? Kay would look at him with a rather unsure look on her face, but smiled soon after.

Bandit nodded. Good. I'm simply not worth that. He licked the outside of her ear and nipped at her nose. The fire had gone out so he trotted to the pit and lit it up again with a quiet woof.

Shade halted at the sight of the two wolves playing as if they were newborn pups. Perhaps they weren't that great after all. No self respecting wolf would frolic like a pup when they weren't a pup any more. It was stupid, it was foolish. It was...unnatural, in Shade's eyes. She knew they had a liking for each other, it was so obvious, but showing it to each other in THAT way? Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She giggled a bit louder than she had meant to. It was impossible for a wolf like her to not laugh.

Tryst had returned and slept immediately. Her sleep had been deep and her dreams strane and abstract She finally awoke, rolling over and opening green eyes to see Kay laying on top of Bandit. Without hesitation she staggered to her feet, jaw dropping. After a few moments her frame deflated and her face contorted to the purest expression of agony. Paws searched for grip, claws dug into the earth, and finally she wheeled and leapt into the brush.

She ran, letting false tears fall. A thorny branch dug into her shoulder, tearing scary hairs free and opening a wound. The next tree her shoulder brushed had the slightest trace of blood. Not that such things would be needed to track her. She left pawprints, breaking through the snow every few steps and tearing a clear path through the brush.

Finally, she reached a small clearing. A large, low, flat stone sat near the middle. She watched a crimson drop of blood fall into the snow, burning itself a ruby hole. She padded to the rock and sat on it, soulders deflated. Tears ran freely, freezing on the rock.She looked utterly dejected, completely defeated, and even a little pitiful.

Tryst was filling her role well.

Bandit saw a wolf dart away from the camp. Was Tryst still with them? He thought that she had moved deeper into the treest o sleep. eyebrow arched her trotted to the clearing. Tryst? That you?

((Sorry so short, lots going on. ))

Kay would look on in confusion as she pinned her ears back and curled her tail between her legs, not sure what had happened she would whimper and try and figure out what was wrong.

(( Pitiful but I'm trying to draw art for people so do forgive me childrens :/ ))

He turned to Kay I'm just concerned... i thought she left to hunt.

((UGH! so much drama!))

Kay shrugged lightly She followed me then I ran for it because I smelled what seemed like human odorizor... I don't know what happened after that... Feeling bad and thinking this was her fault Kay walked off for a while to try and clear her head.

((Drama?))

((At home.))

--Time Skip-- They are in the same camp, a day later--

Bandit turned his full attention to Kay. I know it's been a while since we sat down and talked, but i'd like to do that. He glanced at the sky, the sun's position told him only 4 more days until the end of winter.

Kay smiled and looked at him as she yawned lightly curling her tail up she would nod and look at him lightly Indeed it has been a while since we last talked. What would you like to talk about?? She wagged her tail as the sun shined down pon' both of them. Lightly snuggling up to him noticing the days had pasted so quickly since they had first met, but she also noticed that he was something special to keep near.

Bandit Shrugged. About you. I know virtually nothing about you, Kay. He sat down near her and allowed himself to be nuzzled. he actually quite enjoyed it. he often found himself missing her touch.

[Can I join? or am I too late..]

((O Course!))

[thanks!]

Medusa walked through the snow. Her black coat standing out against the white expanse. He ears were flat back and her muzzle in a permanent snarl. Her amber eyes scanned the forest, checking for any other wolves in the area. Why hadn't she had the common sense to stay with the pack through one Winter so she could learn how to survive? She shook her head stubbornly. She liked he cold and her coat was puffy to shelter her form the cold. But that wasn't her problem, her problem was getting food. For the past few weeks she had survived off roots that she had summoned from the ground with her raw power. She stopped, hunger gnawed on her belly and she hated the taste of rotting roots. She sniffed the air. Even the company of other wolves would be welcome at this point. She shuddered internally at the thought, but she had to survive. She growled, she wasn't used to being so caught up in a situation, she never really had to think about this. She wanted to bite her own tail. She should have prepared for this! But it was too late now. She grumbled and continued walking. A breeze went through the trees, dumping a load of snow onto Medusa's back. She snarled and shook it off. Freezing she turned east. The scent of two wolves had been wafted over by the breeze. Remembering how she had accepted that company of others was needed -even for a short time- she trotted off in the direction. She tripped, growling she got back to her feet. How she hated being a pup! She snarled again, this time taking her anger out on a falling pine needle. She sniffed, raised her muzzle and continued walking.

Kay would smile lightly as she wagged her tail about Well what all would you like to know handsome? She said with a playful wink, yawning lightly she would shake the snow from her weave of rust. Grinning she would cuddle up to Bandit lovingly as Kay pinned her ears back.

Bandit Smiled lovingly. Anything you want me to know.

((Sorry, homework calling))

Medusa walked through what seemed to her, knee high snow. She let her muzzle relax, but the hatred look never left her face completely. She stopped at a line of bushes, wiggling underneath she stopped just as she could see the two wolves in the clearing. One of them -the male by th scent- was light grey with darker grey markings and blue eyes. The other one -female- was a chocolate brown. Medusa could feel the love emitting off them and considered leaving before she was sick. But she stayed, she didn't know why, but something about the two loners kept her rooted to the spot. She stayed hidden, she wouldn't break up their little conversation. Medusa knew that the reason she didn't interrupt them was because she was too used to not being seen. She sighed and wriggled out from the bush so she no longer had to see. Laying down she growled slightly. She shook her head and snarled as snow fell from the boughs above.

She’d spent the whole bloody night in the forest, wandering, and no one had come after her. This was disappointing. She’d never blundered this badly before, but then again, a target had never fallen so hard and fast for another she-wolf before. It had been a necessary risk, anyway. What was she supposed to do, blundering in on them lying on top of one another? Slowly, her face full of dejection, she plodded back to where they normally slept. She’d spent a cold night alone in the wilderness, but for fear of those two legged beasts, she’d not lit a fire.

She’d smelled them around, always hours-old scent trails where they’d plunged messily through the snow, scattering it everywhere, or, miraculously, where what looked like enormous rounded tracks, criss-crossed lightly within, had been embossed in the loose snow. She supposed some of them must have odd feet then, and they had been bred in snowy climates.

As she neared the clearing, she could hear Bandit and Kay’s soft voices. She dropped her head low, and pushed through the last layer of undergrowth/

The light off that snow in the clearing was dizzying. It had been rather dark in the trees, and Tryst hadn’t even realized dawn had really come. But here it was, refracting blinding beams from the glittering snow, and straight into her eyes. She blinked slowly.

“Sorry for running off.” She said very softly. She hadn’t spoken in a while, but that made her voice not rough, but infinitely smooth, soft, and deep. Not deep in pitch, but deep in substance, a series of complex emotions restrained just barely below the surface. With any luck, it was portraying her as slightly vulnerable, as her body language certainly was, though her tail still slid smoothly.

“[color=orange]Would a fire be safe?[/coor]” She asked very softly, so the breath of wind almost whisked her voice away. It sent loose snow scuttling, and some of it lodged in her side, dusting her white. She stood rigid, trying not to shiver, but a violent shudder went through her once, starting in her shoulders and working back in a swift second. Great, was she really that cold?

The numbness in her paws served as an answer.


[[sorry it took so long. Finals.]]

Looking back she pinned her ears down worried and unsure of what to make of all this, sensing the presance of something other than Bandit and Tryst. Kay would lightly shiver as she looked at Bandit Well... Not much to know... I've escaped from horrid two legs... Lived life as a loner since I was a pup. Not really much left to remember... What about you? Kay said wagging her tail and trying not to be to interested in the other scent she had caught a whiff of.