Very early the Weiter morning, I was woken rather abruptly Von Scar as she tossed and turned under the blankets. For a moment, I sagte and did nothing, hoping it would cease on its own. It didn't. After a few minutes, I reached out and gently rubbed her head, hoping to calm her down. Instead, what happened was her eyes snapped open and her jaws clamped down on my hand almost hard enough to puncture the skin. Fortunately, it didn't, and once she had come to, she released my hand with an apologetic whine.
I took my newly liberated hand and scratched behind her ears. Her eyes closed and a smile stretched across her face as I scratched.
"Babe?" she sagte out of the blue.
"Mhm?" I replied.
"Wanna hear a story?"
This took me a bit Von surprise. I suspected the offer had something to do with Candu's Kürzlich demise.
"Sure, hon. I'd Liebe to hear a story."
* * *
*Jasper, 2 years ago*
A lone red wolf crouched at the edge of the clearing. Its eyes were locked onto a lone caribou grazing out in the middle of the field. It seemed entirely oblivious to its impending doom as the red-furred wolf crept silently closer. Even when she stepped upon a branch and broke it, her quarry didn't respond. Then, with a flash of movement, the wolf broke from hiding and sprinted towards the huge animal. But, instead of fleeing as would have been expected, the caribou, a large buck, turned towards the onslaught, lowering its antlers and charging.
The wolf noticed this definitive change from the norm and did her best to change course, but to no avail. The buck caught her in the side with his antlers, scooping her up into the bowl formed Von the points. She did her best to wickeln, wickeln sie her paws around the antlers, but the caribou bucked and reared, throwing her down to the ground. She slumped to the ground, apparently defeated. Her eyes closed, resigned to her fate.
They snapped back open at the sound of another wolf barking and snarling at the caribou, attempting to drive it away. With the added insistence of a hard bite to a foreleg, the animal relented and cantered away. The newcomer, a short, stocky gray pelz with light colored eyes, stood over her, checking to see if she was alright.
Seeing that she was not, he crouched down and pulled the red pelz onto his back for the trip back to her home, her den. The she wolf passed out from the pain of the attack, and when she woke, she was Home in her personal den, alone. From that Tag on, whenever the two came together, there were tender smiles and kind looks and gestures exchanged.
* * *
*My home, present time*
The conclusion of the story left my eyes slightly glazed with tears. It was a surprising story, for I had never known that she had known Candu as Mehr than a hunting rival.
I hugged her, feeling the soft pelz on her belly and the slightly coarser pelz on her back. She put her paw on my chest and looked up at me with her big brown eyes. In them, I could see that she was going to be okay.
I took my newly liberated hand and scratched behind her ears. Her eyes closed and a smile stretched across her face as I scratched.
"Babe?" she sagte out of the blue.
"Mhm?" I replied.
"Wanna hear a story?"
This took me a bit Von surprise. I suspected the offer had something to do with Candu's Kürzlich demise.
"Sure, hon. I'd Liebe to hear a story."
* * *
*Jasper, 2 years ago*
A lone red wolf crouched at the edge of the clearing. Its eyes were locked onto a lone caribou grazing out in the middle of the field. It seemed entirely oblivious to its impending doom as the red-furred wolf crept silently closer. Even when she stepped upon a branch and broke it, her quarry didn't respond. Then, with a flash of movement, the wolf broke from hiding and sprinted towards the huge animal. But, instead of fleeing as would have been expected, the caribou, a large buck, turned towards the onslaught, lowering its antlers and charging.
The wolf noticed this definitive change from the norm and did her best to change course, but to no avail. The buck caught her in the side with his antlers, scooping her up into the bowl formed Von the points. She did her best to wickeln, wickeln sie her paws around the antlers, but the caribou bucked and reared, throwing her down to the ground. She slumped to the ground, apparently defeated. Her eyes closed, resigned to her fate.
They snapped back open at the sound of another wolf barking and snarling at the caribou, attempting to drive it away. With the added insistence of a hard bite to a foreleg, the animal relented and cantered away. The newcomer, a short, stocky gray pelz with light colored eyes, stood over her, checking to see if she was alright.
Seeing that she was not, he crouched down and pulled the red pelz onto his back for the trip back to her home, her den. The she wolf passed out from the pain of the attack, and when she woke, she was Home in her personal den, alone. From that Tag on, whenever the two came together, there were tender smiles and kind looks and gestures exchanged.
* * *
*My home, present time*
The conclusion of the story left my eyes slightly glazed with tears. It was a surprising story, for I had never known that she had known Candu as Mehr than a hunting rival.
I hugged her, feeling the soft pelz on her belly and the slightly coarser pelz on her back. She put her paw on my chest and looked up at me with her big brown eyes. In them, I could see that she was going to be okay.
The three stooges(Salty, Shakey n' Mooch) were hired to be Winston's caretakers when one Tag Winston found out his Favorit shirt's halsband, kragen had brown stains on it and sagte "Hey Du idiots! I told Du to wash my hemd, shirt properly! I don't like brown stains on anything. Understood?!" "Yes sir!" they replied. Salty took it and wash it right away. A few days later, Winston heard awful cracking noises coming from the washing machine in the basement. He immediately came down rushing and sagte "What the fuck is that cracking noise?!" "You told us to wash any brown stains on anything so we washed the dirty tee cups 'cause it has brown stains all over inside as well!" they replied politely.
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Name: Huxley
Ranking in Organization: XIV
Original Name: Humphrey
Sex: Male
Breed: Wolf
Age (human): 21
Mate: Terax
Color: Silver
Element: Darkness
Weapons: Two Oblivion keyblades
Personality: Huxley is the nobody of Humphrey. He will do anything to protect his wife Terax, from the heartless. Heartless are the one thing he hates. Although he is agressive and powerful in combat, he can be quite playful with his friends. He has multiple Friends in the Organization. His best friend is Roxas, Sora's nobody. His other Friends include: Namine, Axel, Demyx, Xigbar, and somethimes Zexion. Every now and then he will train with Roxas and go and have heartless killing competitions. His Favorit nobodies to control are the Dusks.
I may add Mehr later!
Ranking in Organization: XIV
Original Name: Humphrey
Sex: Male
Breed: Wolf
Age (human): 21
Mate: Terax
Color: Silver
Element: Darkness
Weapons: Two Oblivion keyblades
Personality: Huxley is the nobody of Humphrey. He will do anything to protect his wife Terax, from the heartless. Heartless are the one thing he hates. Although he is agressive and powerful in combat, he can be quite playful with his friends. He has multiple Friends in the Organization. His best friend is Roxas, Sora's nobody. His other Friends include: Namine, Axel, Demyx, Xigbar, and somethimes Zexion. Every now and then he will train with Roxas and go and have heartless killing competitions. His Favorit nobodies to control are the Dusks.
I may add Mehr later!