The boy kept his call going until his weak lungs could not hold it anymore. It was only just after his call had eneded that the strange girl next to him started her own call. It was better than his, but anyone’s call was. His was raspy and disgusting and he knew it. He heard his mothers, his sisters they did not sound as awful as his did. He listened to her call, then kept his dark ears out for the sound of paw steps from his mother. The boy waited and listened sure that she would come for him as she always did, show him and this girl home. For mother knew what to do always. Mother knew how to finish off some annoying rat or tear a rather persitant piece of meat off the bones. She was strong and she protected him from anything that may harm him. Even this cold.
He waited and he felt the little girl press up against him once her own call was completed. He waited ears still poised and listening feeling her shiver against him. She was warm, he didn’t mind often he had to share body heat with those around him and it was actually welcome. He didn’t feel the butterflies that she felt though, didn’t feel the attraction. She was there to help keep him warm and him her. She was scared a new sensation to see someone else feel the fear that normally he did. Now he just had to wait and keep warm and still until his mother came.
He sat there in silence, allowing the warmth of the girl to fuel him while he waited though his breathing was growing more and more wheezy with the chill in the air. He spots the large fem, feral eyes dancing towards her and body going tense. That was not his mother, no that was from the snow, ash and blood fem that raised him, wild eyes not setting on him before picking him up and hauling him back home. He stood up his little hackles raised, he never had come into contact with another adult wolf before and his parents were protective but he also knew that his father would, if he could, take him out of this world. His ears fell back and he stepped away as the wolfess went in to nuzzle her daughter delicately as sometimes his own mother did to him or his sister. He waited watching her as she did so, he could tell by her body that she wasn’t there to harm or threaten him, yet he was still on edge.
He waited until soon he found the soft green gaze landing on him. She made those strange noises that the girl never stopped making and he tilted his head slightly as she did so. So this girl wasn’t the only one who made these noises? She was soft and didn’t hold the same towering frame as his mother did (even though Rhae was considerably larger than Flare) but she just wasn’t posed the same way. He simply watched her cautiously not sure how to act towards this other adult for the moment. She was not his mother, or his father and if he learned anything from them was that he was weak and can be taken from this life easily just as their prey were taken .
He suppressed his wheezing as best he could before the fem and his body let out a few muffled coughs as he did so. He ignored them, not letting his wild gold and jade eyes leave Rhae’s own. Gaia was easily handled by the boy he had proved that when he had pounced on her. There was no way though he could even stop this fem if she decided to pick him up and toss him like a ragdoll. But she wouldn’t, he could tell. She spoke better with her form than the girl did so all Seir could do is talk how he knew too.
He stepped back tail folding under his legs showing her that he was no threat and he himself was a little scared. Being parted from Gaia’s side brought a chill through his messy, soft fur but the mostly black boy didn’t shiver. His form lowered and he waited to see what she would do with him. Communicate as he knew how too. For it seemed as though maybe, just maybe this fem knew how to talk properly.
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