Here I will be posting the new chapters for Volume One of A Wolf's Tail! No, I am not yet done with "Failure", but I was feeling as if I should start re-writing part one now. ;] I hope to have it finished before the BaltoSource trip in 2008, so that way I can have copies for everyone there. ;D I will not post the new version of Out of the Darkness until after the trip, to make more people want to go to get a copy for themselves (signed by me, too, if they want)!

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A large she-wolf pushed her way through the brush, being careful with the small bundle in her maw. She looked around herself cautiously, making sure all was clear. Then she moved forward, out into the open moonlight that lit the forest floor. She laid the precious ball of fur down between her paws. When she did this, the creature wriggled about and squeaked noisily. The she-wolf leaned her head down and gave the pups head a loving lick. In another moment, she had brought her head up and let out a long, nearly sorrowful howl that cut through the silence in the night. As her song began to disappear, she bowed her head down to look at her gift. She heard a rustle in the brush on the other side of the clearing, and lifted her eyes to meet where her ears heard the sound. Her hackles raised in defense, ready to attack anyone who wished to harm her baby. A deep, dark figure appeared from in the brush. His muzzle touched the soft moonlight, but the rest of him was hidden in the darkness of the brush. The she-wolf relaxed as she recognized the creature. Finally, he stepped forward into the light to show his dark black pelt that shone dully in the moonlight. He came forth with a stern face, yet tender eyes. He was the first to speak.

“Is that her?” He asked in a deep tone. His voice seemed to have a near British or Irish accent on the tip of it. But if he had an accent of so, it had been long worn away by the ones he was around now. Now only a little hint was left of what might have been. The black dog gave out a slight grunting sound as he looked down at the little wriggling ball of fur.

“Yes, this is her.” The she-wolf said in a near defensive statement. Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she looked at the dog. She did not want to leave her pup to the care of Two-leggers. The idea nearly made her sick, but she wanted to protect the pup. In this case, she had no choice but to do so.

“You will take good care of her, will you not?” The she-wolf inquired as she leaned her head down and picked the pup up by her scruff. She pulled the pup up until she was level with the dog, and trusted her head out slightly as if to say ‘take her’. He nodded to her slowly, and then spoke before even attempting to take the pup.

“Aye, I will. What is ‘er name?” He said as he opened his jaws and grabbed the pup by her scruff. She dangled from his jaws, and let out a soft yapping sound, yipe yipe yipe. The pup wriggled, trashing its little legs through the air, trying to get free. Finally, as the she-wolf began to speak, the black dog put the pup down on his large paws. There, the pup continued to wriggle, but its yapping sounds had changed to a simple whining sound.

“She has no name. As for it would not matter either. Those… Two-leggers will name her as they please.” The she-wolf said, her eyes beginning to swell with tears at the thought of leaving her last precious thing with Two-leggers. It also left a bad taste in her mouth, which would not go away, ever. She sighed, closing her eyes for a moment. The dog sighed, and then gently pushed the pup off his paws, and into a soft patch of cool grass. As he was sure the little pup was okay, he got up and came closer to the she-wolf. He nuzzled the side of his head on the side of her muzzle. She let out a soft whimper, and then looked back at him.

“I can’t leave her…” She said in a soft tone, almost to the point where it seemed as if she said nothing. But she had. The dog sighed, not wanting to hurt her more. But she very well knew that the pup could not stay with her.

“She cannot stay with you,” He said as gently as possible. The she-wolf let out an ill tempered growl at him.

“But she belongs with me! She is all I have left of him!” The she-wolf cried in protest. The dog sighed again, backing away slightly. This she-wolf was his friend, but she was most stubborn. She asked him to watch ‘all she had left of him’ and yet she could not let go. He understood her troubles, very well, but he also knew she would have to move on.

“She is still yours,” He said to her. “But she cannot stay with you. Better to know she is alive than dead, do you not agree, lassie?” The dog asked. The she-wolf shuddered, her eyes closing tight as a tear ran down her cheek. As much as she did not want to admit he was right, he was. But the quiet moment was soon broke as the little pup let out a brisk whimpering sound. The dog and she-wolf looked back towards the pup. The she-wolf then got up quickly, turning, a loud sobbing sound coming from her. The dog turned his attention back to the she-wolf. He walked quickly towards her, and nudged against her. She looked back at him, her eyes glossy and shinning, mostly from tears. He sighed, and then looked up at the sky. In a moment, the she-wolf looked up too. Then she sighed, and looked back at the dog. He nodded slowly, knowing she had to go.

“Nearly Moonhigh,” He said gently. The she-wolf nodded slowly as she looked back up again, and then to the dog and to her pup. She sighed, taking in a deep breath before speaking.

“Take care of her – Guard her with your life,” She said to him, in a serious tone that showed her strength to him. He simply nodded in promise, and then she let out a soft smile. The she-wolf pushed past him, and came up to the patch of grass where her pup lay. She smiled down at her precious creature, and then leaned her head down to nuzzle the pup. The pup wriggled and squeaked, in an attempt to return the affection her mother gave. The she-wolf began to break out in sobbing again, so she turned away. She trotted back to the black dog, and then nuzzled him fiercely. He was surprised at first, but then returned the nuzzle with a softer, more gentle one. She then pushed past him once more, going back towards the brush that she had appeared from, from what seemed to be ages ago. She sighed, looking back once more as she came to the brush. She smiled as the dog went and picked up her pup by her scruff. He looked back, his eyes glimmering at her. She sighed once more in sorrow, before pushing through the brush.

The dog watched the brush once more, to make sure the she-wolf did not return in second thoughts. After about a minute or more, he decided that she had left. He turned to return to the brush that he had come from. As he got about half way up the short hill where the brush laid at the top, he heard a long sorrowful song cut through the night air. The song spoke of love, loss, ending, new beginnings, and most of all – death. The dog knew it was the she wolf crying for her baby, her lost love ones, and more. He sighed as the song died, and then continued on. He got to the top of the hill, and then pushed through the brush. And with that, he, the she-wolf, and the pup, where gone from the clearing.

“Blue! Blue! Wake up Blue! Oh wake up!! Master left us food. Wake up!!” A young pup’s voice rang into the old dog house that lay in a backyard near the woods. A German Shepherd lifted his head lazily from where it had been upon his paws. His eyes flickered open, but only to squint as the bring sun shone around the young pup’s head. She grunted in displeasure, and her voice came again.

“Ah! You’re awake! Get up, Blue! Come on now! Breakfast is here!!” The pup said to the shepherd, nudging against him, trying to get him to hurry. But Blue was happy taking his good ol’ time to wake up.

“Blue! Hurry up, will you? You’re so slow!” She yapped at him, in a scolding tone. All he could do was simply laugh at her. She huffed in annoyance, clearly not pleased. She nudged against him again to see if this would make him hurry, but it didn’t do her any good. He continued to take his time.

“Aye,” He began, “But I am old. You’re nothing but a pup. Five months old at that.” He said with a soft chuckle to himself. With that, he finally began to get to his paws. A smile appeared across the pup’s face as he did so, and she began to jump around. Blue took his time to pull his large frame from in the old doghouse. His body moved heavily up and down, his large shaggy pelt shifting with him as he moved. The pup had made her way to the two bowls filled with scraps of food and who knows what else in a matter of seconds, her small frame leaping across the earth. She sat before her bowl, her tail whapping against the ground in what seemed to be a furious rage, but was simply her way of excitement. Blue stopped just before his bowl, and looked at the young pup. She smiled up at him, and waited for a moment. But she could not contain herself any longer.

“Oh, please may I eat?! Please…!” She burst out in impatience. Her paws shifted up and down, her back legs quivering from the incredible strength of her tail pulling herself back and forth slightly. She let out a soft whine, which was silenced as a stern stare from Blue was bestowed upon her. She waited in silence.

“Yes, Wolf,” He began, calling the pup by the name Master had given her. “You may eat now.” Blue finished. A matter of seconds before Blue finished his statement, Wolf had began to dig into her meal. You could hear her gulping it down in large amounts. Blue, as usual, took his time as he lowered his large snout down to gulp down his food. Blue looked towards the young pup, and let out a gentle sigh out his nostrils against the food in his bowl. After a moment of gazing at Wolf, his thoughts began to drift. Wolf was becoming a strong and smart pup, and she looked just like her mother. His thoughts began to drift further. He wondered how Wolf’s mother was. He had not seen her sense that fateful night. And with that, his thoughts came to a young fae whose howl could break hearts when listened too. His mouth began to drift open slightly, and as he took in a sniff, suddenly the fae’s scent filled his muzzle. He shivered slightly, his eyes closing as he brought back the memory of the fae. He knew she was out there, somewhere. But something deep in him told him that she was far out of his reach; to never been seen again. The only thing that kept her close to him was the simple memories he had. His mind began to drift further… into the wilderness beyond him.

“Blue?” Came Wolf’s voice, snapping him out of the memories of old. She squinted slightly at him, tilting her head to the side somewhat. Blue opened his eyes, and the deep blue pools where filled with pain and hurt. Wolf could smell it, the scent thick in the air around her. Her ears pulled back slightly, staring at him.

“Are you… alright?” Wolf said, almost unsure of herself. He looked away slightly, and then back at her for no more than a moment. With that, he dipped his head back into his bowl. As he began to gulp down a mouthful of food, he mumbled out I’m fine as he gulped it down. He grunted slightly as he swallowed the food down, and then began to take another mouthful. Wolf stared at him for a moment.

“You… sure?” She mumbled slightly.

“Fine!” He growled, ill temperedly. Blue had a hot temper, and it was best not to mess with him. Wolf was a bit shocked at the fact though, for normally he did not act this way towards her, unless she did something wrong. She hadn’t thought she did anything wrong, but maybe she was wrong. She did not understand, but she did not bother with it; at least she left it be for now.

Around sunhigh, Wolf began to bore. She sighed, getting to her paws, and began to trot around the yard. She paused as she came back around the yard, nearing Blue’s dog house. She peered inside slowly, her ears up and alert as her amber eyes glowed as she watched the gentle rise and fall of his chest. She knew he was sleeping, as he often did. She shrugged slightly, as best as a wolf could, and then began trotting around again. She stopped at the other end of the yard, near the old oak tree and the brush that covered the broken wood and chain link fence. She padded right up to the oak, and began sniffing around the roots of the tree.

She looked up after a moment, letting out a huff, as she saw a robin up in the tree. She watched it curiously as it took flight and flew down no more than a few inches from Wolf’s nose. Wolf was not pleased in the least that the bird would dare come so close to her. And with that, Wolf jumped into the air and bashed the robin with her paws, knocking it right out of the air. The robin landed on the ground in shock, but as quickly as it landed it took flight again. Wolf jumped again, snapping at the air; her jaws came maybe no more than half an inch from the bird’s tail. With that, the bird squawked and fluttered out of the yard, just as Wolf hit the ground with a satisfied look on her face. She snorted in pleasure, watching the sky where the robin had disappeared too.

“Excellent job, Wolf. Very swif-” Blue had began to say, but couldn’t finish. He had emerged from his dog house, and watched Wolf chase off the obnoxious robin. Blue had begun to walk up to Wolf as he spoke, but stopped as he was left in the painful memories of his past. His eyes filled with the same sadness as they had before, but he shook it off quickly as to not worry Wolf yet again. He tired to hide the pain, but Wolf could see through the fake smile and his eyes. But, Wolf shrugged it off and just let it be.

The two sat in silence for a moment, before, finally, Blue turned and headed back towards his dog house. Wolf sighed as she watched him go, wishing she knew what he hid from her. She could tell it was painful, but she couldn’t help but be curious. Blue walked straight into his dog house, and simply plopped down, with his rear sticking out the front. The dog house was big enough to fit to Blue’s massive size, but he didn’t like to lay all the way inside when laying as he was. Wolf decided, sense the heat was bothering her slightly, she would do the same. She trotted towards her own dog house, the dust rising from each pound of her paw against the dirt. She jumped slightly on the concrete where the dog houses and bowls where, and then went into hers. She twirled around in a circle a few times, before plopping down all curled and cozy. Her tail automatically shifted to cover her nose, and then she closed her eyes. With a soft and gentle sigh, she began to doze and then fall into a deep sleep.

A large figure sat on a high hill, his eyes scanning the land before him. Treetops were surrounding in the background and the tips in the foreground of many darks trees. He let his tongue lull loosely from his maw, and then he sniffed the breeze as it blew through. It gently ruffled his dark pelt, while his eyes scanned up into the night sky until his eyes came to the full moon. It was almost Moonhigh. Then, he tilted his head up as he took in a deep breath of air into his chest. With that, he let out a long and sorrowful howl, his deep blue eyes fixed on Silverpelt. His howl seemed to echo for miles, yet no one heard the howl, but he. It seemed to hold the tune of ‘Good-bye’. Then the figure began to fade into the night, and the scene began to fade into darkness, until nothing was left but emptiness.

Wolf awoke with a jolt, hitting her head atop her dog house. She fell back to the floor, and let out a soft growling and whimpering sound. She glanced around, looking outside of her dog house. She noticed that it seemed to be the point in the day when it would be hottest, and then she took a deep breath as her tense body began to relax.

Who was that? Why did I have that dream?? Is someone, or something, trying to tell me something? Wolf wondered to herself, shaken by the whole dream she had had. She laid her head down on her paws, letting out a huff. Her eyes scanned outside of her dog house slightly, thinking to herself. Finally, Wolf got to her paws and ventured out of her dog house. She yawned and stretched as she moved forward, her eyes averting to the brush in the right corner of the yard as she saw a black figure. She looked closer, seeing part of Blue. Wolf was puzzled, tilting her head slightly. She had been told to keep away from the brush, but she had no idea why – and yet Blue had gone behind them. Wolf wondered where he had gone. Wolf jumped forward, trotting towards where Blue was. Blue turned to finally see her as she padded over, and he let out a long sigh.

“What are you doing, Blue?” Wolf asked curiously as she looked up into Blue’s deep blue eyes that gave him his name. Blue simply looked down for a moment, before turning and walking back towards his dog house. Wolf watched for a moment as he began to walk away. Her right ear stood straight, while the other folded down slightly as her head tilted. She didn’t understand.

“I was chasing away something,” Blue finally said, not even stopping to look back at her. Her face screwed up as she thought about it.

“What as it?” Wolf asked after a moment.

“Haven’t you learned to respect your elders?” Blue growled with a pause. “Stop asking so many questions!” He said with a snort, as he kept walking. A sudden look of determination appeared on her face as she spoke, “You haven’t taught me!” Wolf said with a puppyish growl to return his own. At this point, Blue turned around with a spark of amusement filling his eyes. But it disappeared as fast as it had appeared.

“Maybe a good thrashing will teach you, pup,” Blue said as a growl escaped his bared fangs, that where aimed in her direction. But Blue simply turned away in a rush, instead of giving Wolf the thrashing she had asked for. Her ears folded down as she watched Blue stamp away. She then turned her head, and looked towards Blue had been just moments ago. Her ears perked up slightly, as she took in a long and deep sniff.

“What are you doing, Wolf?” A voice broke in from behind Wolf. She swerved around quickly only to see Blue staring down at her. Her fur was nearly standing on end from the sudden appearance of Blue near her.

“Ohhh, nothing, Blue,” She lied. Wolf very well knew there was something out there. “I thought… thought you had gone.” She smiled meekly at him, trying to look relaxed. He simply grunted, nearly rolling his eyes as he shifted his weight slightly.

“I had, pup,” Blue said with a pause. “Until I saw you looking out beyond the fence,” He motioned towards it with his muzzle. “There’s nothin’ out there,” He said, as he stared blankly out at it. Wolf couldn’t imagine what his blank eyes held.

“I never said there was,” Wolf began, hesitant to finish. “But… what is beyond our fence?” She asked as she looked at him. His sudden blank stare turned to what seemed as anger. Wolf seemed to be good at making him angry.

“Nothing,” He snarled. “Where you not listening to me?” Blue asked. Wolf’s ears pulled back against her skull slightly.

“Err, yes… Sorry, Blue,” Wolf said in an attempt to apologize. She looked down at her paws, shuffling them uneasily. She did not want to anger him more. But Blue simply grunted in response.

“Nothing is out there… Nothing you need, to say the least.” Blue finished. But before Wolf had the chance to respond, he was already on his way towards his dog house. She sat to her haunches, and smiled at the thought of his carelessness.

So, there is something out there, she thought. She let out a soft snicker. But then her thoughts began to wander more. But why had he never told me this? What is he hiding? Wolf asked herself. I mean, after all… I am his only girl. She let out a laugh at that statement. But then she looked towards where Blue now lay. Wolf hoped he had not heard her laugh, which he didn’t, unless he did not care about it. She let out a sigh of relief before one last thought came to her. Am I? She asked herself. She shook her head, and then got to her paws. She padded through the dirt, it kicking up beneath her paws, as she went over to her doghouse.

“What a day…” Wolf said aloud, looking towards where Blue’s haunches where. They were sticking out of his dog house, and you could tell he was sleeping by the way his chest rose and fell. Wolf let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head again as she settled in her dog house. She laid so that she was inside, but her head rested on the edge of the dog house. She yawned softly, her tongue lulling out of her maw before it darted back in. Her eyes closed, and she let out a huff of air.

What a day... Wolf said to herself one more time, before she let sleep grab hold of her once more.

“Run! Run!” Called a voice from the darkness, the voice was deep and demanding, that of a males. Soon, the darkness faded away to reveal Blue in a meadow of deep green tall grasses. Blue glanced around but at first saw nothing.

“Run!!!” The voice called again, this time from behind Blue. He twirled around to be no more than ten feet from a large brute with blood dripping off his white fangs and chin. He let out a malicious laugh, his eyes glowing with pure hatred. The brute looked down slightly towards the ground, making Blue glance down too. To his horror, he saw a silver grey fae laying in a pool of blood in the grass.

“Swift!!!!” Blue called out, his worst nightmare coming true. The silver grey fae simply smiled gingerly at him. Her once graceful and beautiful figure now drenched in her own blood.

“…Goodbye…” She managed to say, in a soft tone. But her voice had always been soft, so it was now barely audible. Her ginger smile began to fade as her beautiful eyes began to gloss over as death took her last breaths.

“Run back home…” The brute said with a howl of laughter. The wind began to blow, and it seemed to take the brute with it; his laughter fading with the wind. Then the scene around Blue began to turn to pure darkness again, taking him with it.
Blue then awoke with a start, gasping for the air he lacked. After a moment he looked around, blinking in the sunshine. Blue looked towards Wolf’s dog house, to see her sound asleep still. He blew out a long breath, laying his head on his paws as he continued to catch his breath.

Thank Star Clan that was only a dream, he thought. Even though he knew it was only a dream, he couldn’t shake it. It haunted his mind. Was Star Clan warning me? He wondered, but could only for a moment longer before Master appeared, getting ready to throw their scraps in each of the dog’s bowls.

“Blue! Wolf!” Master called. “Breakfast time!” She called loudly. Blue flinched slightly, still not used to the loud and obnoxious human. But nonetheless he got to his paws with a stretch and then walked slowly over towards his bowl. He then plopped down in front of it as Master went back into the house. She never really bothered with him, for she had a busy schedule; which was fine with Blue.

“Heyyy,” Came Wolf’s voice, dragging out the word as she said it. “How did you get here before me?” She asked, a hint of humor flashing through her deep amber eyes. Blue let out a huff, shifting his weight from one side to the other, as he did so so often.

“I simply got up before you,” He said in reply. He smiled gently as he leaned his head into his bowl, gulping down large amounts of food; he did this slowly though, unlike Wolf who was wolfing down her food as usual.

“Aye, lassie… I wouldn’t be so hasten to eat,” Blue said to Wolf, who looked up from her bowl, her cheeks stuffed with the scraps. She looked at him, with wide eyes as she swallowed the food. A bit of slop dripped off her chin; she then licked her chin.

“Why?” She asked. Blue almost let out a growl, as if that was the most ridiculous thing she had ever said. Which, it wasn’t. She had said much more ridiculous things.

“Because some are not so lucky as to have one that simply brings them their food each and every day. Wolf let out a snort, nearly rolling her eyes at Blue. Now he was sounding rather ridiculous.

“Doesn’t that mean I should eat it fast, so they don’t steal it?” Wolf asked in reply. Blue stared at her for a moment, and then sighed.

“Wolf, you must understand…” He said, trailing off. Wolf tilted her head, her left ear folding down slightly as it normally did. Blue shook his head slightly, and then got up slowly.

“What must I understand?” Wolf asked, her eyes following his head as it moved up. He looked at her, a look of what seemed to be pity. Wolf did not like it at all. She repeated herself, “What must I understand?” But Blue simply shook his head again.

“Never mind, pup,” Blue said, as he turned and went back towards his dog house. Wolf watched as he went, wondering what he had meant. She had no idea, but did not press it any further. She knew, from experience from yesterday, that it wasn’t wise to say too much. She might end up with a good thrashing. She looked down into her bowl, seeing only a few scraps left. Wolf licked it up with her long pink tongue, cleaning her bowl of anything left. She looked over towards Blue’s bowl next, and noticed there was at least a mouthful left. Wolf got to her paws, and sniffed at the bowl for a moment.

“Don’t think about it, lassie,” Blue’s voice broke in, making Wolf jump in the air a bit. She looked up to see him looking out of his dog house. She meekly smiled, letting out a soft chuckling sound. She then padded pass his bowl and went towards her dog house. She sat to her haunches suddenly, her back leg rising up to her chin where she scratched vigorously. When finished scratching, she shook slightly, yawning. She looked at where Blue was; he had turned himself around in his dog house, and was apparently trying to catch up on the sleep he hadn’t caught last night. Which Wolf knew he had caught it, he was just old and lazy.

Wolf stared for a moment more, before she turned her attention out to the old oak with the bushes to its left. Her mind began to drift and wonder what was beyond their fence. Blue didn’t want her to pass behind the bushes there, and she had yet to figure out why. She figured it wasn’t something important, but as she thought about it more, the more she just had to know what was behind the bushes. Her eyes adverted over to where Blue was, a smirk pealing across her face in a mischievous manner. After a moment, she slowly got to her paws, and cautiously padded over towards the end of the yard. She was light on her paws, and quietly made her way towards the bushes. Wolf sniffed at them just as cautiously as she had made her way over here. She looked back at where Blue was sleeping. As she looked, she could tell he was asleep by the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Her eyes drooped slightly, her eyes rolling up into her head, before coming back down – not in a complete roll, but just enough to show that she was annoyed by his constant sleeping.

She looked back, staring at the suddenly tall bushes. Her heart raced a little, but she shoved her nervousness away as her curiosity got the best of her. After another moment of thinking, and looking towards the top of the bushes, she went towards the corner in the far left of the yard, where she could push back through the bushes with ease. The rough branch ends scraped against her, causing her to hope there was more space behind the bush. When she pushed past the last bit of brush, coming into a bit more open space, her eyes fell upon an opening in the fence. Most of the fence was of large six foot tall planks, but in this particular place there was wood fencing, with a sloppily done chicken wire backing where there was missing pieces of plank. Wolf found this a bit peculiar, as Master wasn’t as lazy to do such a thing. But there was an even more out of place hole in the chicken wire. Wolf found there no point in the chicken wire being there, if they could just get out anyway. She figured that Master had no idea it was there, sense it was hidden behind the brush.

“I wonder…” Wolf said in a soft whisper, as if Blue would hear her if she spoke louder. The hole wasn’t all that high up, and if she jumped high enough, she could clear the hole with ease. Her only worry, was making it through. After thinking about it for a moment, she decided to try it. She backed up, her rear backing into the prickly bushes behind her. And then she leaped – her belly fur just barely scraping the bottom of the chicken wire. When she reached the other side, where the ground was on the other side, she found nothing more than air. She yelped as she tumbled down a slight hill, stopping a few feet when after she had found solid, level ground.

When she finally stopped, she felt dizzy as she brought her head up. Everything around her seemed to move quickly, multiplying. But after a moment, everything returned to normal. Her eyes were drooped, as she tried to look at everything. Wolf shook her head, and then took a good look around – it was nothing but trees, leaves, bushes, and other things found outside the human lifestyles. She was fascinated by the beauty of the colourful leaves, and the tall, tall trees. Her mouth parted open slightly as she stared in awe.

“So… this is what is out here!!!” Wolf exclaimed, her eyes wide as she took in each piece of the new world beyond her own. She sniffed in all the scents around her, overwhelming her senses. She murmured softly, getting to her paws where she then began to explore a little bit of this new world. She wondered why Blue would have wanted to keep her from all this wonder.

Maybe he wanted to keep it all to himself, Wolf told herself. She tried not to think that Blue would be so greedy. She watched as a leave fell from the rest – straying away, right in her direction. A vicious yet playful look crossed her face as she watched, hunkering down slightly as she readied herself to pounce. When she found the leave at the right position, she leaped into the air, her paw catching the leave and pulling it down with her. As her paws touched the ground again, she smirked as she lifted her paw to find the leave beneath it still. But it only stayed there for a second, as the wind took it and blew it out of Wolf’s reach.

“Hey!” She laughed. “Get back here!” She finished as she took off after it, batting at it gently as she played about. The leave continued to escape – but now only because she let it. She had no intent of catching it yet, but to let the gentle breeze pull it along to make a simple game out of it. Finally she caught it, and put some teeth to it, ripping it. As she got a few pieces in her mouth, she spat it out as the taste reached her senses.

“Yuck!” She said, her tongue lapping in and out, her face scrunched up as it slipped in and out, trying to get rid of the displeasing taste. She had never thought to attack a leave before with her teeth, and had no idea why she chose now to destroy one. But now she knew why she had never before, and would now never do it again. Something caught her eye as she looked to her left. At first she didn’t catch it, but then she realized that something was out of place. Her hackles rose before her eyes even came upon the two yellowish spots staring at her from a bush. Wolf stared into the deep colours that stood out among the rest, feeling scared for her life. She didn’t move an inch, and the yellow orbs didn’t either. For a moment, Wolf felt it might be nothing – until they blinked. Then Wolf found her voice once more.

“W-w-who’s there?!” Wolf called out, shocked as soon as she heard what she had said. She waited, and listened for a response. She wondered if she had even spoken loud enough for the stranger to hear her, or if it was just waiting for the right moment to attack.

“Wh-at do you w-want?” Wolf croaked, surprised to hear herself talk after being so shocked the first time. She supposed that the silence was too much for her to handle, and anything would seem to make it better – but it didn’t. After she spoke, whatever was in the bush moved slightly, shifting the brush and then it let out a low, rumbling growl. Wolf backed up a little, starting to shake slightly. She had never been put in such a position before, and she didn’t know what to do. The next thing she knew, she had backed herself into a large furry beast behind her. She looked up to see a vicious looking black dog above her. From this view, Wolf could barely recognize the dog until his scent reached her nostrils. Then she realized it was Blue.

“Back off! Back!” Blue growled, lowering his head slowly. His lips pulled back to show his long white fangs, his tongue flickering in and out a few times.

“Get away from her!!”

The growling from the creature stopped, eyes simply staring. Blue kept his vicious stance, showing no mercy as he stood protectively over Wolf. The eyes stared for a moment longer before turning and taking off. The bushes shifted violently as the creature fled, leaving Wolf and Blue standing alone now. Wolf felt a bit better now, but still a little shaky. Blue looked down at her, his face seemed harder than stone. She grinned nervously at him, chuckling slightly. His face didn’t change in the least – the hard stone-like look still covering it. Wolf suddenly felt as if she made a mistake from venturing from the yard, and she knew he would tell her all about it.

“Time to go home now, Wolf,” Blue commanded. He turned, beginning to walk back towards the hole in the fence. Wolf sat there for a moment, her ears pressed against her skull. Blue looked back at her, waiting for her to follow.

“Come along, Wolf,” Blue commanded again. This time Wolf slowly rose to her paws, tail tucked neatly between her legs as she began to trot back and follow Blue home. Her head hung flow, no longer daring to look at Blue in fear of the shame he felt towards her.

They made it to the fence quickly – it being the only one in the line to have the odd chicken wire and hole in it. Blue let Wolf go before her, wanting to make sure she went in and was able to get up to the hole. She jumped up, the edge of her paws just reaching the tip of the hole. She whimpered, and then leaped slightly. Before she knew it, Blue was under her, hoisting her in and over the hole. She tumbled on the other side, landing face first into the bushes in their yard. She let out a soft yip as she hit them, shaking and breaking away from them as quickly as she could. She paused, shifting back and forth slightly as she went to the edge of the bushes, emerging completely into their yard. Wolf looked back, waiting a moment before she saw Blue poke his head from behind the bushes. She smiled gingerly, but Blue wouldn’t even look at her. She sighed as he walked by, making her feel even worse. After he passed her, she followed slowly behind. Feeling unwelcome and unwanted, Wolf made her way into her dog house where she hid in the back out of sight. She stayed this way for most of the day, avoiding Blue’s fierce gaze.

Who belonged to those… eyes? Those… eyes. I shall never forget those yellow eyes! Something… about them. I just don’t understand. Wolf thought to herself. Not only did Wolf try to avoid Blue for the day, but she also thought about her encounter with the stranger. What had happened that day was unusual and exciting. Wolf hadn’t realized so until she thought about it now, somewhat putting a smile on her face to clear all doubt of if she should have done it or not.

Wolf awoke with a jump, hitting her head on the top of her god house. She flinched, her eyes shutting tight as she let out a soft yelping sound from the impact. She then opened her eyes, as she recalled the sound that woke up. Wolf looked out of her dog house, scanning the yard.

It had been nearly a week sense her encounter with the yellow eyes, but they have haunted her sense. Her sleep had been rough the past week, and when she finally thought that she had rid herself of them, she heard something beyond the bushes. She had fallen asleep a few hours before dark, and now it was getting into the late hours of darkness.

As she scanned the yard, she found nothing different than usual. She thought she may just be hearing things again, until she heard a slight rustling from the brushes at the end of the yard. Her eyes fixated on the brush, waiting for something to appear before her.

Mmm. Who’s there?! Wolf wondered aloud in her head. She continued to sit there in her dog house, eyes wide as she watched the bushes. After a moment her curiosity got the best of her, dragging her from her dog house. She leaped out, and slowly began to pad towards the bushes, taking baby steps. She tried not to make a sound as she went, hoping that there wasn’t anything there but if there was she didn’t want it to know she was there.

Slowly she made her way up to the bush, sniffing slowly. Something smelt a bit off, but nothing real serious. She didn’t understand it, so she pressed on. She took step by step – her paws gently moving the dirt beneath them – as she went to peek behind the bush. Slowly her head turned around it, her heart beating faster with each passing moment as she expected something to jump out at her. Her eyes came around the corner of the bush, to find nothing but a dark and empty space. Her heart skipped a beat, and she let out the breath that she was subconsciously holding.

Wolf pulled her head back, taking a few steps back as she huffed at the bush. She felt silly now to think that something was there. Until she felt the presences of something behind her, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. After a moment of standing, and listening, she turned around to be gazing at a large shaggy looking dog. She couldn’t recognize it at first, and then she realized who it was.

“B-blue…?” She croaked.

The shaggy dog opened his eyes in a sudden movement, Wolf gasping. She was wrong, ever so wrong – the shaggy dog was in fact not Blue at all. Before her stood the pair of yellow eyes, with its figure to match this time. She was entranced by the yellow eyes, unable to move or speak. They blinked after a moment, and Wolf seemed to regain herself. Slowly she took a step backward, her body shifting closer to the ground.

“No run…” A solemn, deep male voice said. “…No hurt wolf.”

The yellow-eyed figure blinked once more, and Wolf just stared at it. She was utterly scared, but couldn’t seem to find her voice – at least not for what she wanted to say. She took another step back, pausing as she shook slightly.

“H-h-how… do you know my… n-name…?” Wolf muttered.

“Not call by name, call by what is.”

“I’m not a wolf!”

“Yes, wolf. Smell wolf, look wolf. Have wolf eyes!”

“No!” Wolf yelled in defense.

“Shhh! Wake beast!” The yellow-eyed figure said, coming a step closer to Wolf. She took another step back, still unsure of what to do about her current situation.

“Oh… Blue. He isn’t any trouble.”

“Yes!!! Big trouble,” The figure whispered, his eyes looking over towards where Blue was fast asleep.

“No, not really,” Wolf argued. “Why are you here?”

“Want know pretty wolf,” He whispered, looking back at Wolf, and then towards Blue in a timid fashion. He did this continuously. Wolf blushed slightly as she stared at him, but shook her head slightly to rid herself of it. She straightened herself, trying to look tall and serious.

“Come out into the light,” Wolf requested.

“No… No like what see,” He replied, still watching Blue’s sleeping figure. But Wolf was convinced that there was no way she could not like what she saw. His voice entranced her, just like his eyes. He made her willing to do anything, beckoning for her.

“Please come out into the light, Please.” Wolf whimpered.

The stranger looked at her. “Okay… If no run.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Wolf promised.

With that the stranger stepped out into the light slowly, still glancing towards Blue’s dog house. He was a scrawny and scruffy looking coyote wolf mix who looked hungry. He had large paws, and a long muzzle. His slim figure compared to his paws made it seem unlikely for the two to go together. His head hung low, the scruff around his neck hanging even lower, as if at one point there was more mass to fill the fur, but it was no longer there. This coyote wolf had strange orange-ish brown markings along his chest, which smoothes out over his stomach. His shoulders had the same strange looking orange-ish brown markings. Then on his tail he has the same type of marking as on his shoulders and chest, on the upper side. His eyes are, of course, a deep yellowish colour that enchants many. The inside of his ears are the same colour as his markings, while the rest of his pelt is a brown colour.

When he came from the darkness, Wolf was surprised by his looks, but she nonetheless thought he was very handsome. He looked at her and back at Blue, then once again back at her before speaking again.

“Pretty wolf happy now?” He asked.

“No. What’s your name?”

“Call Koyotee,” He replied. “What call pretty wolf?”

“Just Wolf.”

“See!? Even call Wolf! Pretty Wolf is wolf!” Koyotee said gleefully.

Wolf sighed, “How do you know?”

“Can smell. Have good nose!” Koyotee wriggled his nose at her.

Wolf laughed, “I am sure you do, Koyotee.”

There was a long pause between the two. They simply stood there, staring at each other, unsure of what to say next.

“Pretty Wolf come with Koyotee?” Koyotee finally asked. Wolf stood there, speechless, unsure of what to say in reply to Koyotee’s ridiculous question.

“I-I… cant!” Wolf finally managed to stammer.

“Why not?”

“Well-ll, I don’t really know you! An-and… Blue needs me!”

“But you wolf. He pet.”

“But… But…”

“But Pretty Wolf come with Koyotee?” He whimpered gently at Wolf. Wolf’s ears pulled back against her head, and she sighed. She wanted him to understand that she couldn’t.

“I can’t!” Wolf spat. “Blue… needs me.” Wolf said sadly, looking at him.

Koyotee shook his head, “Okay, okay. Pretty Wolf stay with beast. But,” Koyotee paused. “Pretty Wolf call for Koyotee, when want. Pretty Wolf call for Koyotee?”

“Yes, I’ll-…” But before Wolf could finish, Koyotee took off. Wolf paused, just staring as she looked at the place where Koyotee was just a moment before.

“Koyotee…?” Wolf called, hoping for an answer. She heard nothing but a soft gust of wind in reply. Wolf sighed, turning away and making her way back towards her dog house. She didn’t hurry back, feeling rather lonely now that Koyotee had gone. She wished he had stayed longer. She stepped her front half into her dog house, and then hopped the rest of the way in. She turned around, and then plopped down. She sighed once again, her eyes beginning to droop. She yawned, her tongue lulling out of her maw, and then back in. She smacked her chops twice, and then slowly began to drift into a deep sleep.

Wolf awoke the next morning, nearly at sunhigh, with a yawn and stretch. She seemed to be in a good mood. She got to her paws, padding out of her dog house. She looked over to see her dog bowl filled with food. Wolf squinted at it, and realized she hadn’t woken up when Master had come to feed them. She shrugged, whipped her tail through the air, and then walked over to it. She paused to look at Blue’s bowl and noticed it was licked clean. She grunted, and then shoved her muzzle into the bowl to chomp down her food. She didn’t worry of Blue coming over and scolding her, because he had already ate.

After eating only three-quarters of her food, she trotted away from her bowl, licking her chops clean of anything. She plopped down on the concrete, lifted up one of her legs, and began to lick it. She’d stop and nibble on her leg now and then, but for the most part was just grooming herself.

Wolf became bored of this after about a minute, and let her leg rest against the concrete, still stretched out. She looked out towards the old oak tree, before getting to her paws. She yawned slightly, the sun beating down on her colourful pelt. She turned, and made her way towards the bucket about a foot from her dog house, that was tall and stood filled with water that normally had a bug or two swimming around in it. It stood just under the faucet, so it was just a matter of Master turning it on and off to get Blue and Wolf more water. She put her front paws on the edge of the bucket, pulling herself up so she could lean over and lap up some of the surprisingly cool water. When she lifted her chin out of the water, it was dripping wet. She looked back, raising an eye brow slightly as she watched Blue come out of his dog house.

Wolf ignored him, plopping back down to all fours, and promptly falling to her haunches as her left leg came up to scratch under her chin. After a few quick strokes under her chin with her foot, she felt better. Her leg slowly lowered itself back down, Wolf looking lazily at nothing. She snorted after a moment, snaking her head out of the daze.

“Not hungry?” Blue asked, rather shocked. First Wolf had woke up rather late in the day, and then she didn’t finish all of her food. He found his peculiar. Wolf looked at him, and shrugged, before getting to her paws.

“I guess not,” She mumbled, padding over towards where the old oak tree was. She looked above her head for a moment, looking at the leaves above her. Her mind drifted towards the first time she met the yellow-eyed figure, who she now knew as Koyotee. She sighed, and then plopped down below the oak near where the roots pulled outward and then downward into the ground. She laid on her side, murmuring as she laid there.

Slowly Wolf’s eyes closed as she began to drift into a restless nap. But it was interrupted as she heard a cracking sound. Her eyes opened immediately, looking in the direction of the sound. She found Blue making his way into his dog house. Wolf watched as he got in head first, his haunches sticking out of the end as he laid down to nap himself. She sighed, wishing there was something more to do than sleep.

I let him walk away from me, leaving me here, for this? Wolf wondered to herself. She snorted, and tried closing her eyes again, finding that the rays of sun seemed to suck away her energy, making her tired. Finally, sleep found Wolf.

Koyotee appeared out of nowhere, looking at Wolf with that big goofy smile of his. Wolf was so happy to see him, but something felt wrong.

“Pretty Wolf… Come with Koyotee!” He called to her, the wind blowing and ruffling at their pelts. Wolf simply stood, staring at him.

“Please come!” Koyotee begged, that same look that he had given her before on his face. She felt as if this time she could go with him, but then suddenly a bright light appeared behind her, catching her attention. She turned, eye wide as she saw Blue standing in the middle of the bright white light.

“Woooolf…” He called to her, beckoning Wolf back to the world she had always known. Wolf was unsure of what to do. Both called for her, one to a life she thought she wanted, and one to a life she knew. She began to feel as if she was being torn apart, in two directions. She felt light headed, and dizzy.

The sky was filled with darkness, but lit with stars now. The stars began to pull together each tiny one pulling to a center. Soon, you could see the shape of a wolf out of them all. It blinked at wolf, swaying ever so slightly.

“Your heart with tear in two,” The stars called out. “You will find out who you are. But in the worst way,” It warned. “Beware, beware!” It said, as the wolf of stars began to fade away, and the calls of Wolf was heard loudly over and over again from Blue and Koyotee, leaving Wolf in the middle of it all. She began to feel frustrated.

Wolf awoke, her body jumping about an inch in the air almost as if she was spazzing. Her breaths came in hard and heavy, feeling frantic from the dream she had just had. She heard the words that the wolf of stars had said, but she couldn’t seem to grasp the meaning.

My heart… will tear…? She asked herself, unable to think of it. She let out a loud, long, and harsh breath as she tried to calm down. Slowly she closed her eyes before shaking her head as she got the thought out of her head. When she thought she had rid of it, it thrusted itself right back into her mind. Wolf got to her paws, and shook her self rigorously. She tried to think of something else by pacing back and forth, kicking up dirt beneath her paws, but nothing seemed to take the dream from her thoughts. Wolf finally looked towards Blue’s doghouse, noticing he wasn’t in it. Her ears perked up, stopping in her place.

“Blue?” She called out.

“What?” A voice from behind her said, startling Wolf. She looked back behind her to see Blue. She let out a sigh, and smiled a little before it faded. But then her eyes focused on the bushes – the bushes Blue had just come from. She raised an eye brow slightly, trying to figure out what Blue had been doing.

“What?” He repeated. Wolf snapped out of her thoughts, looking up slightly, straight into Blue’s piercing blue eyes.

“Oh, nothing…” Wolf muttered. “I just didn’t see you where you last where.”

“I do do more than sleep, lassie,” Blue said almost scornfully. Wolf chuckled slightly, then smiled innocently as he glared at her. She yipped softly in her puppy-ish way, and then tilted her head inquisitively.

“What were you doing?” Wolf questioned.

“Excuse you?”

“I was… just… you know, wondering…” Wolf trailed off.

Blue snorted, “I wasn’t doing anything.”

Alrighty then, Wolf thought, trying to think of something else to say. The awkward silence was killing her, and seemed to last forever. She looked over at nothing, just trying to avoid Blue’s gaze. Finally Blue just snorted, and walked off towards his dog house. Wolf was rather glad he did, although she felt as if so much had gone unsaid. She ignored it with a shrug, trotting towards her dog house.

Blue had crawled into his, his head hiding inside his dog house with his rump sticking out the end as usual. Wolf snorted as she passed and made her way into her dog house. She laid down in it, hiding all the way inside. She felt as if she should hide from the world for awhile. She tried to nap, but it seemed hopeless as she tossed and turned, trying to find a comfy spot. But she knew it wasn’t the dog house at all – she could sleep anywhere. Her mind was just filled with confusion.

Hours passed – she didn’t know how many – and still she could not sleep. She tossed and turned, rolling to her back. The world upside down was an interesting sight to see, but it didn’t help her sleep. Wolf then rolled to her side, letting out a huff in frustration. Blue slept with such ease; Wolf wondered what he would dream of to make the time pass.

“Why must we live such… boring… lives?” Wolf asked herself in a whisper. She didn’t know why she choose to speak aloud this time, but she did. She whispered in fear of waking Blue, for she didn’t need to deal with him. Although, she thought, it would be fun to wake him up. Wolf snickered to herself, and then sighed. She closed her eyes instead, and laid there in the dark. She opened her eyes again to let the last bit of light pour in. Wolf wished that there was something that could keep her busy. She was just a puppy after all, and needed someone or something to amuse her. But the yard only had so much to offer her.

Wolf decided she’d get up and try to find something to keep her busy sense she simply could not sleep. Getting up and trotting out of her dog house, her head dropped down as soon as her paws left the pavement and hit the dirt. Her nose shifted up and down in a sniffing motion as she sniffed about the yard. She went around the fence, sniffing as much as she could. She didn’t know what she was looking for – if looking for anything at all – but she knew it was keeping her busy. As she got up near the brush at the far end of the yard, she saw a stick sitting there innocently.

Hmmm, Wolf pondered as she stared at it. She looked it over from the top to bottom, noting every important part of it – like the little stub about two inches from the middle point of the stick that had a center that was much lighter than the rest of the stick – and then she wondered whether or not it would be a good idea to chew on it. At that point, Wolf winched as she remembered a time, not to incredibly long ago, when she decided to chew a stick and then had bark in her teeth for a week or more. She stuck her tongue out and made a spitting noise as the taste seemed to come back to her – it had a slight sweet and sticky molasses taste, but then it had a wood-like taste that left splinters in her gums and tongue.

Instead of eating or chewing on it, Wolf simply brushed it into the bushes with her paw, smiling at her cleverness – or what she thought was so. Then her head dropped down again, and her nose went to work as she padded onward in her investigation around the yard. She would pause now and then to sniff at a specific point in the dirt, or near a blade of unusually placed grass. A few times she found herself passing something interesting, and then back tracking a little to fast to sniff at it, nearly causing her to fall backwards. Once she sniffed it, and dubbed it safe, she’d move on. She did this until she came back up to the concrete section of the yard where she stopped and wondered what to do next.

“Well, it was fun while it lasted, I guess,” Wolf huffed. She turned, and padded back to her dog house, where she plopped down right in front of it. She still did not feel tired, although she wished she did just so she could pass the time a little faster. Wolf paused for a moment, just laying on the cool concrete. She rolled her eyes around in her head, looking all around. She got to her paws after a few more moments. She huffed, leaning her head down to just droop. She lulled her eyes up into the back of her head, and something caught her attention. Perking up her ears, Wolf glanced towards the door that led into her master’s dog house. It was extremely large, and she had never been inside. When looking at the door, she noticed it wasn’t shut properly.

I wonder… She thought, a smirk appearing across her black lips. She took a step forward into the shaded part, where the wall shifted in making the door hidden from view of the dog houses. Slowly she made her way over, listening carefully. Wolf knew that her master would probably not appreciate Wolf’s presence inside her dog house. But Wolf couldn’t help but wonder what was inside. She wandered forward, slowly padding up to the door. Getting lower to the ground, Wolf snuck up and peered into the crack. She took a deep sniff, checking to see if she could smell her master. Wolf did smell her, but it was faint; it wasn’t strong, letting Wolf know that Master wasn’t near. She felt a bit more confident knowing Master wasn’t there, so she stuck her nose into the crack in the door, shoving it open a bit. The door squeaked, making her jump a bit. Wolf looked back to see if Blue had heard her, but nothing stirred – as usual.

Sticking her head in between the door and the door jam, she peered inside. It was dark, and gloomy; there were sheets over the windows, and nothing seemed to want to let light in. It also looked a bit dirty, with dust all over the place. The inside was rather small, giving a studio-type look. The door led into a small section where there was a large bed to the right and another small room to the right. The door was open to that room, and it looked very tiny to Wolf. Looking past the bed, there was half a wall that only went about half way up with a support beam at the end of it where it stopped. It went from carpet, to tile where the wall stopped. Where the tile was, there was a small kitchen. A refrigerator was hidden behind a wall with a counter to the left, and to the left there was more counter and cabinets and then a sink, dishwasher, and stove. At the end of the kitchen, there was another wall like the previous one that divided the sections up. Where the wall was, the tile ended now, and more carpet began. There was a small space with an old T.V., a couch, and a coffee table. Beyond that, on the exact opposite side of the door Wolf stood at, there was another door. The inside was a bit messy, but it amazed Wolf nonetheless.

“Wow…” Wolf whispered, gazing around. She pushed open the door more, a bit more than enough to fit through the door way and get inside. Still being careful, she gazed around at everything inside. She padded forward, walking towards the bed with her nose to the ground. There were lots of new scents to sniff at, and just as much to look at. Wolf walked on one side of the bed, and found a very interesting and exciting smell. She wasn’t quite sure what it was, but it interested her. She stood there with her nose in the spot for about a minute before continuing. She stuck her head underneath the bed, her muzzle disappearing under the blanket that touched the floor. When her nose snuck under there, it was greeted by mounds of dust that flew into her nose. She sneezed, and shot backwards, bumping into the wall. She shook her head, and whimpered a little as she recovered.

“Dusty… worse than in the dirt outside,” Wolf commented. She snorted, trying to get the dust out of her nose; in fact, she had to sneeze multiple times to get it all out. Feeling as if she had got it all out, she looked around again. She back tacked, and made her way to the front of the bed. Wolf paused and looked around as she decided what to check out next. She looked towards the small room to the left, and decided to go check that out.

Slowly she stuck her head between the door and door jam, looking into the small room. It was rather small, and had lots of white in it. It had a sink to the right, a toilet in the middle, and a shower to the left. All of it was white and old looking. But it was the least dusty part of the house. She ventured all the way in, looking around. This room had an odd smell, that wasn’t exactly pleasant. But at least it didn’t burn her nose. She looked at the white tub, jumping up on her back legs to look inside. She could barely peer inside, it being almost as tall as she was. When she looked inside, she noticed how it dipped down into a large bowl. Wolf wondered what it was used for.

From there, Wolf went over to the toilet. She hadn’t a clue what it was, and it looked very strange. The lid was put up, so she could see inside. She jumped up on her back paws, looking in – but barely. She saw some water in it, and licked her chops.

“I am a wee-bit thirsty,” She said, trying to lean her head down into it. Sticking out her tongue, she tried to lap at the water – but she wasn’t even close. She let out a puppy-ish growl in frustration, and tried to haul herself up and in closer to get a lap of the water. Getting only a bit closer, she again tried to lap at the water. Again; she wasn’t close enough. She hauled herself up a bit more, her back paws now scrambling to find a footing on the toilet to keep herself up. Finally; she got up enough to settle herself completely on the seat. Wolf smiled at herself, taking a moment in glory to show how proud she was that she had got herself up there. Now she could take a drink. She leaned her head down, trying to lap at the water again. But she couldn’t reach – still. Frustrated, she tried to lean down more, but she couldn’t reach still. Almost slipping, she decided to try something else.

Wolf put one paw on the inside edge, out of the water, and tried to lean down again. This time her other front paw that was still settled on the seat fell in. She yipped, trying to settled herself. Her paws dipped into the water, when she didn’t want them to. This frustrated her, as she tried to pull them back. As she did this though, she only slipped more, nearly getting herself stuck in the bowl. She whimpered and yipped loudly as she slipped in. She felt claustrophobic now, scrambling to get out. In the process, her back paws completely missed the seat, and soon her body followed, tumbling out. She did a flip backwards and nearly left the washroom completely. She sat there, laying on her back, huffing. Wolf simply whimpered, closing her eyes. Her face, paws, and part of her belly were wet with the water from in the bowl. Wolf decided she wasn’t thirsty anymore.

Wolf also decided she was done exploring the house. She was wet, and her body ached from being crammed into that toilet. She slowly rolled over to her stomach, and then pushed herself up to her paws. She sighed, her head hanging low. Wolf thought she understood why Master didn’t want her or Blue inside now. She shook slightly, before going to the door and slipping out. It was still slightly sunny outside, the day getting ready to turn to night. But either way, it was still brighter out in the yard then it was inside the house. Pausing Wolf stood there, wondering what to now. She actually felt tired now, and thought a nap was in order.

“Well, if anything… I can sleep now,” Wolf said, trying to find a bright side to her experience. Huffing, Wolf padded around the corner to her dog house. Blue had just woke up, and was stretching. He looked over to see the wet pup walking to her dog house. He laughed.

“Did you get in a fight with the water bucket?” Blue asked, teasingly. Wolf let out a puppy-ish growl at him, glaring as she went into her dog house. He paused, just staring at her as she went into her dog house. He caught a whiff of her, and knew the smell. Thinking of punishing her, he realized she had probably got enough punishment as it was. Blue recalled when he was a pup with his first owner, and had been curious too about the bowl. He remembered it wasn’t pleasant. But he simply shook his head and laughed as he remembered.

Wolf grunted, and plopped down in her doghouse. She was still damp, and wished it would just go away – along with the smell. It just kept reminding her of what she did. She stared out of her dog house into the brushes until she couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore. Things began to get blurry as her eyes began to water up from her struggle to keep them open. Finally Wolf gave into her tired state, and fell into a sleep that lasted until the stars where high in the sky.

Waking up, Wolf found it was night and that the stars where bright and high in the sky. She blinked, and looked out her dog house into the sky. The moon was out, making its way up into the sky. It was a bright night out, luckily for Wolf. She smiled, as she realized it was night and that she could go and visit Koyotee. She got up and stretched, yawning in the process. Then she shook her pelt lightly, and slipped out of her doghouse. Slowly she peered over to look into Blue’s dog house, seeing his rump sticking out the front as usual. He looked sound asleep.

Good. Hopefully he’ll never know I’m gone, Wolf told herself, trying to be confident. She huffed, and the turned back, dashing to the far side of the yard from Blue’s doghouse. Then she ran along the fence, padding quietly along. She kept her body low to the ground, her tail tucked between her legs, and her ears close to her head. Wolf made her way to the end of the yard quickly. Before disappearing behind the bushes, Wolf took one more glance back to make sure Blue was sleeping; he was. After deciding it was safe, she snuck behind the brushes.

The small space between the fence and the brush was a bit uncomfortable, but she wanted to visit Koyotee. She knew she wouldn’t be in this space for long. She jumped up, and put her front paws in the hole on the fence. She hauled herself up, and scratched her back paws against the fence. It made a rather loud noise, and Wolf was worried it would wake Blue. In her hurry, she nearly tripped out as she steadied herself up and leaded onto the ground before her. Barely catching herself, she yipped as she took a hard landing. Pausing she looked back into the yard, and waited in silence for a few minutes. She wanted to make sure that Blue hadn’t woken. After nothing stirred, she assumed that it hadn’t.

Phew, she thought. It wouldn’t be to wise to get caught by Blue now. Wolf had gotten herself in trouble once, and a second time for the same thing would have been most unfortunate. Getting to her paws, she made her way away from the fence. She walked out into some brush, and came out into a small field. The light shone bright here. Wolf paused as she went into the center, the meadow feeling familiar. She didn’t understand why, because she had never been there before. Something here made her feel warm, and safe. She took a moment to roll in the soft grasses, the smells overwhelming her happy senses. After a few moments of this, Wolf decided she better keep going. She felt it wasn’t far enough away from her yard.

Wolf got up, and padded forward, away from the yard. She left the meadow, and after about five minutes of walking, she came upon a lighted hillside that had a steep drop on one side. She decided that this would due, and would be far enough away. Climbing up to the top, she looked over the vast land. It was beautiful, and distracted Wolf from the reason why she had come out here. The moonlight lit up the tree tops below, and beyond, but also cast shadows that hid the forest secrets. Just looking at it all made Wolf feel happy and overwhelmed again. She felt as if this was all hers to take.

A sudden howl came from behind her, it reaching high into the sky and sending chills down Wolf’s back. It also made her hackles stand on end. She turned around quickly to be looking into the mysterious yellow eyes of Koyotee. He had a big smile on his face, and when Wolf saw it was him she did too. She paused, and then let out her own short howl in response to his.

“Pretty Wolf…” Koyotee said in his sweet, but rather awkward, voice. Wolf simply smiled at him. He whapped his tail from side to side, and then jumped forward excitedly at her.

“Pretty Wolf came!!!” He exclaimed as he happily licked and nuzzled her face, whimpering all the while in happiness. Wolf began to get excited too, slipping underneath Koyotee’s belly and rubbing her back up against his soft belly fur. He continued to whimper and whine, licking her face, and head. In return Wolf licked the underside of his chin with a soft whimper.

“Pretty Wolf miss Koyotee?” Koyotee asked her.

She laughed, and nodded, “Yes, Koyotee. I missed you.” Wolf couldn’t begin to explain how much she had missed him, and how excited she was to see him. She had waited all day to see him, and was now risking coming out of the yard. But that was the last thought in her mind as she nuzzled the coyote mix. Wolf then fell to her side, and rolled over on her back, exposing her soft belly fur to him. He leaned down and gently nuzzled and licked her belly. Then Koyotee plopped down with her, laying one paw over her chest.

Wolf looked up into the bright yellow eyes of Koyotee, and smiled softly as he looked back. Koyotee was quite a bit older than her, and he was wild; but as far as Wolf was concerned, that didn’t matter. She felt very strongly about the coyote mix. And she knew he felt the same.

Koyotee broke the silence, “Koyotee wait berry long to see Pretty Wolf.” He nodded softly, and licked Wolf’s lips gently in a friendly and loving gesture. Wolf laughed softly, and licked the underside of his chin in return, wagging her tail slightly. Koyotee paused, looking down at her, a question clear in his eyes. Wolf almost knew it before it came out of his maw.

“Pretty Wolf come with Koyotee now?”

“Oh… Koyotee, I can’t,” Wolf said, flattening her ears to her head. “I have to stay here… with Blue.” Even though Wolf was so young, she knew Blue needed her more than Koyotee did. She barely knew Koyotee, either. She felt flattered that he wanted her to follow him, but she knew she couldn’t.

“Then, Koyotee come with Pretty Wolf!” He exclaimed in reply.

“Koyotee! You simply can’t!”

“Why Koyotee not come?”

“You can’t! Blue would have your head!”

Koyotee lowered his ears, and let out a whimper. He licked her face, hoping she’d change her mind. Wolf looked at him sympathetically, but she knew there was no way he could. Koyotee whimpered again, nudging her face.

“You can’t…” Wolf whispered. Koyotee leaned his head back, and looked at her sadly.

“Pretty Wolf still come see Koyotee?” He asked. Wolf thought that was fair and she knew she wanted to come back and visit too. So she nodded, and laughed softly.

“Yes! Every night,” Wolf said. Koyotee came and nuzzled her face, Wolf returning the favour as he did so. Then he began to lick her face and chin. Wolf smiled, pleased as he did so. She closed her eyes slightly, and let out a few licks now and then to his chin. After a few minutes of this, Koyotee looked up into the sky, a serious look on his face. The moon was nearly at its highest point in the sky. He paused, and looked back down at the small wolf beneath him.

“Koyotee must go now…”

“Already?” She whimpered.

“Yes… must go. Come, tomorrow. Howl for Koyotee, and Koyotee will come for Pretty Wolf.” He said to her, nuzzling her face once more before he got to his paws again. He shook his pelt lightly, and then looked at her once more. Koyotee tilted his head up, and let out a short howling sound. He let his head fall back down, his eyes gazing into hers for a second more before he leaped away and then ran into the night.

I wonder where he’s went… Wolf thought as she rolled over to her stomach. She rested her head on her paws for a moment, letting out a huff. Then she decided she better get back to the yard before Blue finds her missing. Slowly she lifted her rump into the air, and stretched like so before lifting her other half up. Then Wolf padded forward and made her way back towards her yard. Wolf took her time, not in any rush to go back into the boring place she called home.

She pushed her way through the brushes after spending a few minutes to bask in the warmness she felt in the meadow. She trotted up to the fence, looking up to the hole that was much higher on this side.

Oh my! I forgot… I can’t get up from this side! Blue helped me up last time...! Wolf whimpered in a worried tone, staring at the hole. How am I supposed to get back up? It seemed impossible to Wolf, but she knew she had to try – for if she didn’t, she’d risk Blue finding out that she had left the yard. Wolf jumped up, struggling to get her paws to reach properly. She felt incredibly helpless now, being left on the outside of her own yard in the middle of the night. Wolf was suddenly feeling less confident in herself. She whimpered and backed up from the fence until she bumped into a tree. Nearly jumping, she looked back to see it was only a tree – thankfully. Then she took a running start at the fence, but her lack of confidence caused her to run smack dab into it. She yelped as she hit the fence and bounced backwards.

She sat there, whimpering and whining as she tried to figure out what to do next. Wolf didn’t even realize that she could have woken up Blue; she was too concerned with just getting back into the yard. Slowly the whimpering stopped, and Wolf regained herself. Wolf looked around, trying to find something that would help her get back over. But there was nothing. She looked over to the far side of the fence, to see a partial hole to the near far side. Her ears perked up, and she smiled a little. If Wolf knew how to do one thing, it was dig.

Bingo, she thought with a smirk. Wolf padded over to the end of the fence were the hole was already begun, and she began to dig. Shifting her paws back and forth into the hole, she kicked the dirt behind her in various places. Her paws began to work together now, kicking up dirt faster than it found a spot to rest. She quickly broke under the fence, but it took her a bit longer to make it big enough for her to fit under. Wolf constantly had to try and go under, and then squeeze back out to make it bigger. After she made it just a bit bigger than she was, she slipped under. But as she went under, she ran into the bush – face first.

“Good god!” Wolf muttered, holding her breath for a moment as she listened for Blue. She was rather surprised that he hadn’t heard her yet, but she tried not to think about it so she wouldn’t jinx herself. She had to turn quickly, her side still scraping against the brush until it widened out a bit towards where the hole in the fence was. Wolf walked over to the edge of the brush, and paused to look around it. Her head peaked over, and her eyes scanned the empty yard. She didn’t see Blue in his dog house, and she freaked out slightly; her heart was racing.

Where is he? Where is he? Wolf questioned in a rush, her heart seeming to race faster by the second. Then she paused, and began to sniff in deeply. She couldn’t smell him anywhere, and that freaked her out even more. Wolf stood there, hunched close to the ground. She shivered slightly, before deciding that it would be best if she scampered back to her dog house. She took the same root she had taken to leave, keeping close to the fence – and the ground. When she got the concrete, she slowed down and calmed herself. She figured that if she was asked what she was doing now, she could just say she was digging around.

Yeah, yeah… digging… Wolf pondered about how well that would go over, and then she snickered a little to know that she really had been digging – but for other reasons. She paused, and looked over to her bowl, to see it still have some of the slop that her master called food. She wondered if Master would still give her food in the morning if she knew that Wolf hadn’t finished what she ate in the first place.

“What’re you doing up, lassie?” Came Blue’s stern and commanding voice. Wolf’s fur stood on end and she turned her head quickly to the side of her. There Blue stood, with a questioning look on his face.

“Oh… I just…” Wolf paused, now thinking that she was bored and decided to go dig would be a suspicious excuse. “I got a little thirsty,” She lied, with a fake smile plastered across her face. He nodded, and then padded over to his dog house. Wolf let out a sigh in relief. Blue paused to look at her, and when she realized he was she turned and went over to the water bucket. As her tongue lapped up the water, she glanced over to see Blue slipping into his dog house and then she heard the plop of his body hitting the ground.

After she lapped up the cool water, she licked her chops and headed back to her dog house. Feeling a little sleepy, she crawled into her house, turned around once, and then plopped down. She laid one paw on the edge of the house, and then laid her head right next to it. She closed her eyes as a yawn came, and then just kept them closed as she laid there and tried to fall asleep.

“Pretty Wolf,” Koyotee howled out, “Pretty Wolf!” Koyotee’s howl died slightly, and then it came to a complete stop. He looked out into the vast forest beyond him. Wolf was late tonight, and it was rare for her. She generally came around the same time, and it was Koyotee who would be running late. But not tonight. Although they had made a deal, that she was to call for him if she wanted to meet but it had became so frequent that Koyotee expected her every night.

Pretty Wolf! Where are you? Koyotee thought, whimpering softly to himself as he sat to his haunches, ready to howl out to her again. Koyotee wanted to see his mate tonight, but she was no where to be found. But just as Koyotee was about to howl again, a softer and more feminine howl came only a few feet away. His head shot to the side, looking backwards as he tried to spy the fae who had howled – but deep inside he knew who it was. Koyotee’s eyes landed on the small fae, and he smiled to see who he had been waiting for all along.

“Pretty Wolf…” Koyotee squeaked, seeming to have lost his deep and manly voice for a moment. He coughed a bit, trying to regain it. Wolf laughed softly, smiling at him with her eyes glowing in the soft moonlight. As she stood there, Koyotee stared at the gorgeous young wolf. For the first time, he actually noticed how much she had grown over the past seven months; Wolf was now a year old. She wasn’t the same pup that Koyotee had met so many moons ago. Wolf was a wolf who knew what she was doing out in the forest, where as when he first met her she was nothing but a pet to a two-legger with a timidness to the new world of Koyotee’s ways.

“Pretty Wolf… gorgeous,” Koyotee muttered. Wolf’s ears folded back slightly as she smiled and padded up to Koyotee. She nuzzled up against him, licking the underside of his chin submissively. He then wagged his tail, whimpering softly as he nuzzled her face softly back.

“It’s great to see you…” Wolf said softly to him. The tender moment between the two lingered for a moment more before Wolf pulled her head back and looked up at him. She was going to speak, but then her voice seemed to disappear as she looked into the big coyote coloured yellow eyes – the ones who had enchanted her so many moons ago. With a soft whimper from Koyotee’s throat, Wolf realized she still had yet to explain herself.

“I apologize for being late,” Wolf began. “Blue wasn’t so… sleepy… tonight,” She chuckled as she spoke. Bleu was always sleeping, it seemed. Koyotee couldn’t help but chuckle a little too. “Are you angry?” Wolf asked, genuinely concerned about whether or not Koyotee was angry with her. Koyotee simply shook his head, and the nuzzled against her soft warm figure. Timidly, Wolf nuzzled back against his chest.

“Koyotee not angry… Koyotee worried. Worried his Pretty Wolf get hurt,” He said with a soft whimper to emphasize his concern for his mate. “Never angry,” He continued. “Only fearful.” Wolf smiled to herself, and nuzzled against him again, whimpering softly and letting her tail swish back and forth in a lame attempt at a wag. Then Koyotee leaned his head down close to hers, nuzzling it close.

“’Coz Koyotee love Pretty Wolf,” He explained further. Wolf’s cheeks blushed a soft pink colour that wasn’t seen through her fur. She sighed, and nuzzled a bit more before turning around his front leg and pulling herself under his stomach and then appearing at his head again – only she was still half underneath him. Her back rubbed against his stomach and chest, and she reached her head up to lick the underside of Koyotee’s chin. Koyotee smiled.

“Pretty Wolf love Koyotee back?” He questioned, tilting his head slightly to the side as he attempted to look down at her. Wolf smiled and let out a soft whimpering sound against as her tail wagged. Before answering, Wolf tenderly licked the underside of his chin again.

“Yes, Pretty Wolf loves Koyotee back.”

The words seemed to brighten Koyotee’s whole being. He yipped in a puppyish manner, and jumped away from her. When he jumped away, he leaped through the air again and went around in circles. Then he stopped, and dropped his front end, yapping and smiling as his tail wagged through the air. It wasn’t often that Koyotee was ever this happy and playful – it amused Wolf greatly. A big smile spread across her lips, and she jumped up, waving her front paws in the air as she yapped and went to attack Koyotee playfully.

Koyotee’s smile that Wolf thought couldn’t get any bigger seemed to do so – spreading across his whole face as he jumped out of the way. Wolf’s attack failed as she hit the ground where Koyotee had been just moments ago. She growled playfully, her tail swishing back and forth as she looked over to where she thought Koyotee was. When she looked, he wasn’t there. Her smile disappeared, and she looked around. She let out a soft whimper, only to be greeted by the large Koyotee. He tackled her from behind, making her tumble forward with him. Koyotee pinned her down, and growled playfully in her face.

Wolf whimpered, and then Koyotee licked her face with his long pink tongue. She tried to get away, but Koyotee kept her pinned in place. She yipped and yapped and pushed her legs against his stomach – but Koyotee didn’t budge. He simply smirked at her. She growled in a somewhat playful manner, but then smiled as she looked at him. He licked her muzzle again, and she returned it with a nuzzle to his. Then Koyotee jumped off, and turned around so Wolf could get up. She grunted, and rolled herself over so she could get to her paws. Then she trotted up to Koyotee, who seemed contently concentrated on something.

“What is it…?” Wolf asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at his very concentrated expression. Then he looked over at her solemnly. Wolf gulped a little, afraid he was angry at her.

“Time for hunt,” Koyotee said plainly. Wolf perked up a bit. She loved the taste of fresh meat. She had learned that it tasted so much better than the food Master gave her and Bleu. Wolf’s tail wagged a little, and she waited to see if Koyotee would say anymore.

“Pretty Wolf come?” He asked. Wolf wasn’t always allowed to come on hunts with Koyotee, so she knew to wait to see if he would leave her or if he’d invite her along. She didn’t understand why she wasn’t allowed to go along all the time, but she never asked any questions. She knew better than to ask too much; Bleu was always angry at her for asking too many questions.

“Yes, I’ll come.” Wolf said with a nod, wishing he knew he didn’t even have to ask. She loved to go hunting. She couldn’t wait to taste fresh meat. They never got big game though – like Elk and Deer. Only once had Wolf been able to taste deer, but only because it was a very young sick doe that Koyotee had killed. It hadn’t been able to fight, which made it easy prey for Koyotee. With adult deer and elk – even sick ones – they were too big and strong for one or two wolves to take down. But Wolf had been able to try smaller game – such as rabbits, mice, birds, and other small animals that roamed the forest.

Wolf had learned though, that the smaller animals did not make them easier to catch. They were very sneaky and skilled at getting away from her. She had become very swift and light on her feet in her hunts with Koyotee. As their empty stomachs depended on it; even though Wolf knew there was food back at her home with Bleu to eat. Wolf only ate it when she didn’t have the chance to eat real food. And Wolf never could bring herself to eat after a night of failed hunting. She felt that it wasn’t fair to Koyotee or herself – she had failed and thought that food shouldn’t be handed to her.

“Come, Pretty Wolf?” Koyotee beckoned in a questioning manner. Wolf had learned that not all of Koyotee’s questions where actually questions. She figured it was just his way of being polite – or what he thought was an attempt at it. Wolf had her nose to the ground, and was sniffing around for a scent when Koyotee called for her to follow. Her head shot up, and she smiled softly at him as she padded forward to follow beside him. The thought of hunting always got Wolf’s blood pumping, and she couldn’t help but have liveliness in her step. Koyotee watched her closely, as he always did half paying attention to the actual hunt.

The pair trotted through the woods for a good while, back tracking now and then. They were trying to pick up a trail on some prey but they weren’t having any luck tonight. Wolf had smelt a mouse, but it was gone before she could even attempt to go after it. Other than that, tonight seemed hopeless for the two. They were a good ways away from where Wolf’s home with the two-leggers was, and Koyotee decided they would now back track. Wolf didn’t really want too, but Koyotee insisted.

About half way back, Koyotee picked up the scent of something. He stopped dead in his tracks, making Wolf stop too, and he sniffed at the wind. He thought it was just nothing, but then he picked it up again as the wind blew towards them. There was definitely something out there. But then Koyotee realized where it was coming from.

“Nothing,” Koyotee lied. But when the wind had blown, Wolf had smelled it now too. Koyotee had already started to walk away when Wolf spoke up.

“No! I smelt something! I think it was a…” But Koyotee cut her off.

“There nothing,” He said in an almost fierce tone. Wolf cringed a little, and let out a whimper. She looked back towards where it was coming from. She couldn’t let it go – she was hungry, and she knew Koyotee must be too. Wolf went to walk in the direction of where the smell was coming from, almost trotting. Koyotee realized Wolf wasn’t following after a moment, and a sudden expression of sheer fear covered his face. Koyotee turned, and ran to catch up to Wolf. He appeared in front of her, skidding to a stop and growled with an intimidating look on his face. Wolf gasped, stopping abruptly.

“There nothing. Pretty Wolf no go that way,” Koyotee growled. Wolf hunched down, and whimpered softly.

“But…” Wolf tried to argue.

“No.” Koyotee said sternly. Wolf sighed, and looked away with her ears folded back against her skull in a submission fashion. Koyotee seemed angry now and Wolf didn’t like it. But once Koyotee felt he got his point across to Wolf, his angry expression disappeared and a new one – filled with worry – appeared. Then he sighed, and turned towards the way he had intended on going in the first place.

“We go home now,” Koyotee muttered. Wolf looked at him in disappointment, but slowly she followed after him. She didn’t want to go back to Bleu yet, she wanted to stay with Koyotee for just a little longer. But Wolf spat no protests at him. Instead Wolf just followed silently at his side as they made their way back to the two-leggers homes.

Trotting up to the fence, Wolf looked back up into the skies. It was past moonhigh and Koyotee was still with her. This was odd, but it made Wolf smile in happiness. And by the looks of it, Koyotee planned to follow her into her yard. It somewhat scared her but with the way Bleu slept she wasn’t so worried. Koyotee stepped to the side of the hole where Wolf came in and out of and for a fleeting second Wolf thought that Koyotee wasn’t going to follow. Wolf paid no mind to this thought, and pulled herself up onto the fence and through the hole. She made her way through the scratchy brush and heard Koyotee fall in step behind her. She smirked to herself as she peered towards where Bleu was. He was sound asleep in his dog house, just like she knew he’d be. Slowly they both came out into the light, and padded through the dirt and what was supposed to be grass.

As Wolf went to lay down on the cool cement by her dog house, and Koyotee trotted over and helped himself to the left over food from Master. Wolf had no protests, and let him eat. He gulped it down quickly, licking the bowl clean. He then yawned, and came over to where Wolf was laying. He smirked at her, and licked her face tenderly. Wolf murmured to herself before nuzzling her face to his. Koyotee batted a paw at her face, before letting it rest on her shoulder, and then laying down like that. He playfully gnawed on her muzzle, and she attempted to gnaw on his back – but with little to no success. Then the two gave up, simply resting now. They were both getting tired and felt comfortable next to each other. Before Wolf knew it, they were both sound asleep together.

Still half asleep, Wolf heard a low growling sound. At first she paid no attention to it, but then her attention was caught as she felt Koyotee being pulled away from her and feeling something kick her in the back of her head. She jumped awake with her hackles raised in defense. Before she knew what was happening a blur of black and dingy orange trashed back and forth in front of her. Growls and teeth slashing into skin could be heard from where Wolf was – only a few feet from where the blur was. Wolf looked over to Bleu’s empty dog house and then realized what was going on. Bleu had woken up in a rage to find the stranger with Wolf. Now the two were fighting, and there was little to nothing that Wolf could do about it; she began to panic.

“Bleu!” Wolf muttered, wondering if there was more she could do than just yell at them to stop this ridiculous fighting. Someone was going to get really hurt, and Wolf couldn’t stand to see either of them hurt. As Wolf stared, she could see blood trailing on the ground and it getting smeared by their paws that scraped through it in an attempt to keep themselves up.

Where is Master? Why isn’t she coming out here?! Wolf wondered. But Wolf already knew the answer to her own question; Master was probably at work or out with other two-leggers. Master was only home to sleep and feed Bleu and Wolf – nothing more, nothing less. So unless another two-legger could hear the fight, it seemed hopeless. Wolf began to panic more, pacing back and forth a little. She was weak compared to the other two and although Wolf knew that they wouldn’t hurt her on purpose, in the blind rage of their fighting it would be hard to realize her from the other.

After a few moments of thinking it over, Wolf decided she would have to chance it and dive into the mess to get them to stop. She leaped into the fight, her teeth fighting to find whatever she possibly could – and she found Bleu’s shoulder. Sinking her teeth down into his shoulder, breaking skin and the sweet taste of blood rushing to Wolf’s senses, Bleu yelped and turned to fight off his attacker. He swung his head around and latched his fangs into Wolf’s scruff where he then pulled and swung her whole body away from him. This caused Wolf to let go from the tearing pain and then caused her to yelp as she was flung into his dog house that abruptly stopped her flight through the air. She fell to the ground with a thud, and she just laid there for a moment.

When Wolf’s yelp was heard, the two stopped fighting and looked over to where Wolf laid. In that moment Bleu realized that it was Wolf who he had tossed across the yard not the mongrel he had been fighting. Suddenly Bleu was scared to death, and he went to run over to Wolf’s side. But Koyotee saw this as an opportunity to take down Bleu. Koyotee leaped and sunk his teeth into Bleu’s neck, pulling back in a vicious choke hold. Bleu squeaked – unable to yelp – as Koyotee pulled back and then tossed him across the yard into the dirt. Koyotee let out a rather sadistic chuckle as he looked at Bleu who laid still in the dirt as the cloud of dust cleared.

A soft whimper was heard from Wolf, and Koyotee’s vicious look disappeared. He rushed over to Wolf’s side and nudged his muzzle against her scruff before he licked her face tenderly. Koyotee whimpered, and a stared at her with his suddenly tender coyote looking eyes.

“Pretty Wolf…” Koyotee said with a whimper. A gash on Koyotee’s leg and chest dripped blood slightly near Wolf’s face, and she took in a deep sniff. It had a metallic smell, and made her insides melt. And as Wolf opened her eyes, a lightning bolt struck the sky, lighting up everything around it and showing the reflection in Wolf’s eyes. Koyotee looked up as thunder roared in an announcement of its presents. None of them had noticed the storm that was rolling in – it seemed sudden, even, as if just appearing out of no where. Rain drops began to drop slowly, starting with a sprinkle. While Koyotee was distracted with the oncoming storm, Wolf saw something shift in the corner of her eye and she looked just in time to see a large figure creeping towards them.

“Koyotee!” Wolf shouted, her eyes fixed on the figure behind him. Koyotee looked back his hackles raised before he even looked to see Bleu coming. Bleu had a large gash running from nearly where his eye started and slowly down his muzzle; it was bleeding rather profusely and the rain drops that fell in it stung before helping the blood to ooze out. There was a threatening and murdering look in the muddy shepherd’s blue eyes. His fangs, which a few drops of Koyotee’s blood dripped from, were bared and ready to tear back into the scruffy fur and skin of Koyotee. A deep grow rumbled through Bleu’s throat, Koyotee returning the growl with a vicious version of his own growl. Both hung their heads low, their eyes locking into each other – both waited for the other to make a move.

“Stop this…” Came Wolf’s suddenly weak squeaky voice. The sprinkling of rain drops had turned into a light shower by now, and droplets where sliding off the pelts of the canines. Each drop that fell into one of the gashes that both Bleu and Koyotee now bared stung but a little less each time. Wolf’s voice had caught their attention though, Koyotee having to turn his head a bit to see the hurt fae on the ground. Wolf looked very pitiful from her protected spot beneath Koyotee.

Bleu looked at Wolf for a moment, before turning his attention back on the mongrel coyote mix. He wanted to attack him again – get him good by the throat this time and just tear him apart – but Wolf laid just beneath him. Bleu’s heart twisted a little as he thought about what he had done to her; he certainly hadn’t meant to toss her across the yard into his dog house. The heat of the moment – with him fighting off the mongrel – had made Bleu blind to everything around him. His anger was vicious and he tried so hard to contain himself… until now, of course.

“What is this… mongrel… doing here?” Bleu snarled, and it was clear that he was extremely pissed off to find Wolf so comfy cozy with this outsider. Wolf’s ears pinned back, and she had a vicious stare to return to Bleu.

“Not Mongrel!” Koyotee growled, fur bristling, in protest. “Koyotee love Pretty Wolf!” Bleu’s eyes darted from Koyotee back to Wolf. It had seemed impossible, but Bleu’s hackles managed to bristle higher and his whole being seemed bigger and more vicious.

“What is this flea-bag talking about?!” He questioned, looking dead center into Wolf’s piercing amber eyes. Wolf puffed out her chest a little, pushing herself up to her paws and away from Koyotee. She padded up a little closer to Bleu who stiffened. Wolf was directly disobeying him now, and was being rather bold too.

“He loves me,” She said with emphasis on the word loves. She wanted it to burn a hole through his head now. Her head was pulled up high, her chest puffed out, and the most defiant look upon her face. Through the rain and the darkness you could see Bleu’s figure seem to shake and loose all its strength – his expression turning a ghostly white in disbelief of her words. But then Bleu’s anger returned, and his eyes were filled with a deep hatred. Wolf’s brave feeling seemed to disappear and she wanted to shrink into the ground and have Koyotee vanish as if none of this had happened.

“He loves you are much as rock,” Bleu huffed, raising his head and taking a step towards her. Then a growl was heard from behind Wolf, coming from Koyotee; Wolf glanced back to see the deep furious yellow of his coyote-like eyes. Then Wolf turned her attention back towards Bleu whose hackles still stood high on his neck.

He knows nothing of love, Wolf thought before letting out an ill tempered growl of her own.

“You lied to me,” Wolf threw the words at him like daggers. Her tone was low, and her eyes told of the hurt that was about to come. But Bleu saw none of it – he was blinded by his own anger.

“What?!” He growled.

“I’m not just Wolf, I am a wolf,” She replied with an extra sharp sting to make it hurt. Bleu seemed to blank – he seemed almost gone, as if he wasn’t there anymore after what she just had told him. He stood as the rain poured down, sliding over their top coats. Another deep growl from Koyotee woke Bleu from his trance, and he lowered his head in a growl. He seemed to not have anything to say back to Wolf to dignify himself.

“Nothing to say?” She questioned. Bleu looked up at her and he looked like he was about to attack Wolf. But Wolf knew better than that – the most Bleu would do would give her a good trashing and then send her to her dog house. But this time, that would not be enough at all. Wolf too, though, had become angry. Angry with the lies she had been fed as a pup. Then suddenly Wolf’s thoughts went astray – going back to that dream that had made no sense until now.

“…Your heart will tear in two,” She began. Bleu and Koyotee both stopped their growling, and raised their heads.

“You will find out who you are. But in the worst way…” Wolf finished. It all made sense now. But her distraught look was disappeared by her angered expression and feelings.

“But I’m not so torn,” Wolf said, shaking her head slightly. Both Bleu and Koyotee were puzzled by what Wolf said. They didn’t know what she meant by any of it. And then in a dash Wolf was gone – she rushed through the yard quickly and through the bushes. From there she hopped through the hole in the fence with ease, her belly fur catching on the bottom in her hurry. And then, she disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Koyotee and Bleu sat for a moment, in shock. Bleu had managed to shift his position around to watch her leave, but he didn’t budge. Finally, words were able to come out of his maw, “Wolf!!” He cried out, half in anger and half in sadness. Koyotee’s ears folded back and then he dashed off too after her. He was able to follow her scent out into the meadow before the rain had completely washed away her scent. There was no way to know where Wolf had run off too. But Koyotee couldn’t give up, he had to find her – he had to keep her safe.

Raising his maw to the sky, with his chest puffed up, Koyotee cried out – he did not howl, but cried. He cried for his beloved mate to come back to him. He needed her more than she needed him, and sadly he knew it.

“Wooooooooooooolf,” His howl seemed to cry.