At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
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Posted on February 20, 2019 at 02:28:56 AM by Hemming
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_________________________________________________________________________ The two cadejo’s exchanged names and began speaking easily, as pups often can do. Not that pups can’t be shy or fearful, but more often than not they had not yet learned to be that way. They were less judgmental and worried about being judged than many adults were. And so Hemming did not think poorly of the femme as she slipped in the sand. Some might judge, but this was the first time he had walked in sand. He was just lucky that he didn’t slip as she had. The hooved male approached her and the waves as he reached down to see if her words about the salty water were true. It was not that he didn’t believe her necessarily, but he didn’t realize how intensely salty something could truly be. It was the most vile thing he had ever tasted before. The male spit on the ground, trying to rid the wretched taste from his mouth as she giggled. His horizontal orbs glanced at her sheepishly. He had had his own moment of embarrassment already in front of the femme. If one was keeping score, the two would be even now. Hemming let out a laugh of his own at the ending of her words. Listen to her? He didn’t even know her! But already she knew more about the world than he did. ”I suppose you are smarter than me, huh?” He shook his head, finally ridding the taste of salt from his tongue. The subject stayed on the ocean though, and Hemming’s gaze turned away from the femme and back to the sea. He could see no end to it…and it made it seem like the world was flat and just ended with this salty water. And maybe it did. Maybe that was what surrounded them. A sea of salt and they could never escape it. But he knew that there was other water out there too. Water that tasted good. He had not expected to have such a philosophical talk with the femme on their first meeting. But now he was contemplating what the rest of the world was and how far the ocean traveled. ”If there was ever anything that was endless…it would be this. There really is no end to it is there? I hope it goes on for at least years of travel. The world would be very small if it only took a few days to get to the end of forever.” His head cocked to the side as he talked about it. It had taken him the better part of the morning to get to this ocean, and that had seemed like a long time to him. But he figured only having to travel a few days to go from one end of the world to the other was far too small of a world. The pairs conversation did not get any less intense though as the femme spoke once more. Hemming frowned at her words, not meeting her eye. The striped male didn’t like the words that she said. Was he really some sort of cannibalistic monster? A freak? He was only eating what was given to him. What else was he supposed to do? He did not know how to hunt for himself yet, and he knew his mother would not cater to what he wanted. She would easily let him starve if he refused to eat the meat that she brought him and his siblings. She was not the…kindest of wolves. But Hemming figured she was just trying to be a good teacher. And he wanted to make her happy. But now it would be different. Would he still want to make her happy by eating the meals she brought him? Or would he be too worried about…eating his own kind now? And what would Helheim say if he brought that up. Did his brothers and sister think about this? It made his stomach sick for a moment. Maybe he would throw up the salty water he had swallowed. But he forced his stomach to stop churning. Giaza was wrong. He was not eating his own kind. Even though he had hooves and horns didn’t make him a goat or a sheep or a deer. He was a wolf! ”I thought you were normal to me, Giaza. If there’s something wrong with you…then there’s something wrong with me.” He turned to her for a moment, with hurt in his eyes. Did she really think that about him…and her? The femme started to climb up the rocky ledges next to the waters as he urged her not to try and remove her horns. Surely that was impossible. Like removing a limb. The horns wouldn’t just pop off. What if she broke her skull trying to get them off? Or if she just bled and bled until there was no more blood in her? Hoping to convince her otherwise, he tried complimenting her. Maybe if she saw that others liked her, even with the parts of her that she didn’t like, then she would be happier and learn to like her accessories. And Hemming didn’t want to lose his first friend so quickly. A smile appeared on his features when she said that she would leave them on…for now. He let out a happy bark and started to climb as well, easily bouncing from rock to rock on his hooves. He knew that he would never help her remove part of her, but he didn’t need to say that and upset her. ”Do you really have to go so soon? My siblings and I don’t do much. And my mother…she can…be…different.” He didn’t want to say anything bad about his mother. He could tell that she was different. But he wanted to do everything and anything to please her. Surely something bad must have happened to make it so his father had not stayed. And he didn’t want his mother to leave. He wanted to be good. ”I don’t really do anything. This was my first exploring adventure on my own. Do you go out on your own a lot? What’s it like to live in a pack? Are there lots of adventures for you to do all the time?” The thought of a pack was filled with excitement in his mind. And he hoped that was what it was really like. Maybe he would join a pack one day. ________________________________________________________________________ |
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