Enocra Woodland
Pine, spruce and firs alike...
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I'm not what you would call a social creature so it's no surprise that I don't have friends. As a pup growing up in Diveen, all I knew was my family. I wrestled with my father and grew more protective with each passing day over my sister. I listened to my mother's stories and that pretty much kept me company. When the day came to come out of the den, I only went to follow Atania around and make sure no one bullied her or rubbed me the wrong way. Needless to say, everyone she talked to rubbed me the wrong way. When she left Diveen and didn't come back, I went hunting for her and never looked back to Diveen. It was never a home to me. Atania has always been my home. She's the only home I'll ever need. Now that we're loners, I feel no need to go out looking for company. As long as I have her, I have everything I need. I don't feel lonely or unsatisfied. I have the only wolf who knows me just as well as I do. I'm hunting down her companionship right now. I know that she passed this way. It's like her new little game. I wake up and she's gone and I have to hunt her down. It drives me insane but she seems to enjoy it plus I like the rewards I get t the end when I find her and catch her. She always runs from me and I have to work for it. We play and fight and wrestle until we're both tired then we take a nap together and go hunting in the evening. It makes every day a new adventure. I catch the scent of someone else moving close to her path and I grumble deep in my throat, not liking the distraction of someone else's scent burning my nostrils. I move through the bushes and soon enough I can hear them moving not too far off, most likely at a lope. I slow my own pace down from an absent trot to a stalking walk, not sure if I want to be found or not. But then the movement stops and I know that they're onto me. Sighing, I lift my head from her trail and turn to look at the other wolf, her mahogany eyes catching onto my flat gold. I can only see her with one eye but she doesn't have to know that. I tilt my head in a way that lets me see her the best with the one eye I have, a habit I picked up on along the years to help with my handicap. My voice rumbles from my throat like a growl. "You're in the way." Adonis_male_four years old_entranced by Atania_father to none_no imprint_blind in right eye_Diveen 39", 190 lbs. Devil May Cry x Natalya * sired by Brother to Atania |