He had seen it all! I am sure he had. He smiles and nods at my explanation, taking a moment to chuckle. If I could explain! I’m not just a crazy pup trying to make the owl come down. I know I can’t force it to come to me on it’s own. But I have been waiting for so long for it to come down here to get it’s food. I think I will never be able to catch one of these birds. What Devil witnessed was a moment of pure rage, I lost control for a moment. But just because it’s been hours! I have been very patient hunting owls lately. But I had no success at all for weeks. It’s so hard it becomes frustrating. Devil speaks, telling me that hunting is about actions instead of words.
- I was just angry - I told him once more.
Devil’s face slowly faded as he cleared his throat. I sat down, looping my tail around my paws and listening carefully. I tried to forget my moment of embarrassment, looking up at his huge form. He is so huge! Well, I know everybody is quite larger than me. But Devil… He is twice my size and clearly ten times stronger than me. It’s quite a bit intimidating. But I know Devil is a good wolf. He wouldn’t hurt me.
He speaks. My ears prickled forward in full attention as he spoke of Amir. He slowly flopped down onto his belly. His eyes were level with mine now. He said I might know what Devil needs and asked me for a story. I nodded.
- Well… Two years ago when the sky was falling, I was lost somewhere out of the pack. I was calling for my dad when a black wolf took me and tried to save me. But among the chaos, another wolf bumped on him, we fell and I hit my head hard. After that I just remember that the black wolf left and Amir came. He saved my life… When I woke up, the only thing I could remember was that I was calling my dad. I thought that Amir was my dad… He took care of me, for two years… - I paused to gather my thoughts for a moment before proceeding
- … It was hard in the beginning. He was so sad, sometimes he cried in the den, refused to eat. When I finally asked him why he was so sad, he tried to hide it at first, but then he told me. He told me what he had done. He blamed himself everyday! He told me how he felt guilt and horrible. I tried my best to help him in anyway I could. After some time he felt better, but it was still there… He loved me with all his heart. He never left the den before giving me a lick between my ears! When I was sick, he was desperate after the right hebs! He couldn’t sleep, just watching me the whole night. We spent a long time together as he taught me how to defend myself and hunt… Few months later, he decided to look for you. He wanted to say how sorry he was. That was when Heyel found me and made me remember everything.
- It will look like this when I speak!
Micteca
3 Years old | Lonely Wolfess | Promised to Sabriel | Eris & Castor Daughter | -- 22in/47lbs
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