Dance, my little puppets,

Sum/1.1/02  

     A harmonic note rang in Nakki’s ear as she passed over the fields with a piglet trapped, alive, in her jaws. The boar had lost this day – lost one of its young. The offspring was fatally wounded, and weak from blood loss, so it dangled from her jaws without fight, resigned to fate to allow her to live today. Her intention had been to return with a hot meal to Iromar, but the lonesome howl caused her to pause. She set the piglet almost affectionately between her paws and raised her head.

For a female, her howl was alto. The strong singular note was meant let him know he wasn’t alone. No one ever was. Nakki then lowered her head to carefully secure her piglet again, and thought she would continue on her way. However, her body refused and her pearlescent pink eyes gazed for a long while in the direction of the male’s voice. She shook herself, and then her path shifted towards him. She might as well take a look. Being alone stank – she could relate to that. She may as well offer her company, should he be worthy of it.

When he came into view, Nakki stopped and her sienna ears tilted forwards. He was a rather handsome fellow, even if his attractive gray fur was flecked with white. His height was impressive, but more with more interest, she observed his lean legged stature. A wolf built for speed and stamina. Another hunter? Possibly, though he seemed far too youthful to have reached her level of Excellency with the skill. A scent test informed her that the roan wolf was from distance lands. From their freshness, it was clear he had just arrived.

It was impressive that he had made such a journey on his own. It spoke of vitality. However, she did not approach him further, for she wanted to see his reaction to her. Call it a test of sorts. What did he notice? Was he affriad? Did he think her his friend? Was he of like mind? An infinite number of such questions passed over her mind, but she voiced none of them. If she was observant enough, she’d be able to make conclusions to all of them without a single word needing to be spoken.

Näkki