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Enocra Woodland
Pine, spruce and firs alike...
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I am Orb. He did the only thing he knew how by rolling over before her. He knew that it could be a death sentence, that she could take it as an invite to end his life, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. Besides, he'd had near death experiences before and usually Diesel would jump in at the last minute to save him. He was no fighter but Diesel was. If things got too brutal, Bandit would sometimes even take over to have a little fun. It had happened before, but luckily this time it seemed the female was satisfied with his display. There was a different look in her eyes as she glanced down at him, a look of approval. Orb relaxed only a little. Maybe his life would be spared today. He could tell she was frustrated and her one word questions were going to be hard to translate every time. He wondered why she didn't talk like a normal wolf. Was there a disability or was she just not talked to a lot as a pup to learn how to do it herself? It almost made him feel bad for her. Of course, he would never say that out loud. He cherished his healthy throat too much. She seemed frustrated by something else but he couldn't read her to know what. It was odd that she would be the one to ask about the others. It was like she was the first curious enough to want to understand how they came about and how they exist. Orb couldn't pinpoint any one time in his life that they started in his mind. Most of the memory around that time was blurry and not very focused. All he knew was one day they were just there and suddenly he wasn't so alone anymore, but then he wasn't altogether in control anymore, etiher. Bandit wasn't exactly staying on her good side but then Bandit always liked to push the limits of others. When he wasn't trying to lure a young female away to kidnap her and show her the "error of her ways" as he liked to call it, he spent most of the time being perverted and just a downright jerk to others. He liked pushing their buttons and seeing what made them tick. Mind games were his favorite to play. When Bandit made jokes about what they could do with their mouths, she said one word and Orb knew it was a challenge. Luckily for him, Bandit could only speak, not act and so her challenge would not be met today. Meanwhile he was still smelling that fresh leg not but 2 feet away and yet he didn't want to seem rude an eat it with her standing right here. Besides, she hadn't exactly given him permission yet to eat. His stomach started grumbling in protest and Orb ducked his head in embarassment. He shook his head. "HE'S HARMLESS RIGHT NOW, I PROMISE. HE, UH, HE CAN TALK BUT I'M IN CONTROL OF THE BODY." Even though he didn't feel so in control most of the time. He felt Bandit glaring at him but he avoided the other's gaze. Yes, he had told her the honest truth and made Bandit look bad. He was sure Bandit would make up for that comment later but at least for now, he was quiet. The female gnashed her teeth and Orb's eyes flattened again. When she lifted her lip, he knew it was a warning, one he intended to follow. Now she seemed to be waiting, though he wasn't sure for what. A sign that he meant no harm? He had already submitted to her and that offer still stood. What more could she want from him? Diesel took the chance to speak of, since he was the fearless one. "WE WILL NOT HARM YOU BUT IF WE DON'T GET FOOD SOON, WE MIGHT NOT BE CONSCIOUS MUCH LONGER. MAY WE EAT?" Orb glanced toward the leg she had thrown at him out of the corner of his eye but then looked away quickly. He didn't want to make it seem like he was trying to control the situation because he felt she wouldn't like that. She might not like Diesel's straight forward way of saying things either but Orb was too scared to say what he was thinking. Diesel didn't have that problem. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Confused? See my Info Page |