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Skye Admin
Number of posts : 188 Location : Behind u :o Humor : as funny as your face FOOL! o.O O.o Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-03-13
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:08 pm | |
| Tip slowly eased off the back of the young bison keeping a watchful eye as he went around to meet with Felix. He then smiled embarrassingly at the still dazed bison, "Sorry about that." ^^'
The Bison then raised his head, tears flowing down his cheeks, his lips quivering. | |
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Toxic-wulf Beta
Number of posts : 40 Age : 30 Location : USA Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-04-02
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Fri Feb 13, 2009 5:27 pm | |
| Felix sat up and watched the bison as tears ran down its face. Its lip quivered and she frowned some. The poor bison. Must be in shock. And its head must hurt. Wrapping her blue tail around her paws, Felix glanced at Tip. A little smile then looked back at the bison. She was sure it would be fine, they did have hard heads. | |
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Skye Admin
Number of posts : 188 Location : Behind u :o Humor : as funny as your face FOOL! o.O O.o Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-03-13
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Sat Feb 14, 2009 2:13 am | |
| Tip became very uneasy, his right paw lifted and back arched while he stared at the bison afraid of what was to come next. He'd been through this path before and ran into bison the day he met Felix. His assumption was correct, the bison confused and upset began to moan and cry out to his herd. Bellows of calls answered from behind Felix and Tip. He knew nothing could ease the tiny brained bison except for the comfort and protection of his herd.
*Tree's snapped and cried out as the brush was ripped away by the force of the bison herd. They emerged into the clearing from the right of the two wolves. Covered in moss and questioning the site of Tip and Felix along with their crying calf* | |
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Toxic-wulf Beta
Number of posts : 40 Age : 30 Location : USA Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-04-02
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Sat Feb 14, 2009 12:01 pm | |
| Felix turned to face the bison herd. They grunted and then they seemed to get the wrong impression. The baby calf still cried which angered the herd. The bisons huffed and scratched at the ground. Her fur hair raised and she backed up some. Her back end hit the calf, giving the herd more startle. Felix looked at Tip then back to the herd. "We need to get out of here." Felix walked some to the side. The herd watching her. One male bison thinking it was protecting the herd took off running at her. Tilting it's head down it hit her in the side, picking Felix up and ramming her into a tree. The calf that was crying quickly went to the herd. Backing up the bison dropped Felix and a giant dent was found in the tree. Felix laid on the ground, labored breathing with how much force the bison hit her with. | |
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Skye Admin
Number of posts : 188 Location : Behind u :o Humor : as funny as your face FOOL! o.O O.o Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-03-13
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Sat Feb 14, 2009 12:47 pm | |
| Tip cried out to Felix then failed to prevent the bison from hitting her dead on. In response he leaped up on the bison then latched onto its back, grabbing the male bison by the scuff refusing to let go. He growled and held onto the trampling bison as it charged and slammed its back into the trees. The herd became frightened at the struggle of the male bison, knowing that the cafe was safe behind them the herd did not know what to do, since protecting the young was the only ones worth risking their lives for. This wolf was dangerous and willing to shed blood. The herd left in a hurry only to look back at the staggering bison and the intent wolf that then latched down onto the tiring bison's neck.
Tips eyes burned like the sun, his fear of letting go and becoming a play thing for the young male bison was not on his list of things for the day. He had to make sure the bison wouldn't come back and finish them off. Sudden realization of Felix being thrown made him bite down even harder in frustration, causing bones to crack in the bison's neck. It was over, without breath the bison slowly began to fall into his deep sleep, tiered and done fighting the struggle only won by pure adrenalin.
Tiered and bruised he laid down next to the bison not caring if it was truly dead or not. Sleep overcame him and without warning made him unconscious to the world and to Felix. He had survived yet another life or death incident and now dreams come before him in tricksterous forms.
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Toxic-wulf Beta
Number of posts : 40 Age : 30 Location : USA Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-04-02
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Sun Feb 15, 2009 9:54 am | |
| Felix's eyes were closed. Opening them lightly she moved her head some to see what was going on. All she could see was the male bison on the ground but couldn't find Tip. Placing her paws on the ground she tried to push herself up. A cracking could be heard. Dropping to the ground again she picked up her head and licked where she was hurting, that didn't do much good. She dropped her head back on the ground and was still breathing badly. Her stomach moved slowly as she continued breathe. Trying to get back up more cracking could be heard then she just dropped herself to the ground. Picking up her head again she looked at her side. The ribs were most likely broken. Letting her head drop to the ground she laid unable to move. | |
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Skye Admin
Number of posts : 188 Location : Behind u :o Humor : as funny as your face FOOL! o.O O.o Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-03-13
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Sun Feb 15, 2009 1:59 pm | |
| 'What a fool', 'Your always getting in the way Tip, why are you so reckless? you could have gotten yourself killed!' 'TIP! stop messing around.' Tips eyes flickered slightly open, only to see a thick brown blur. His eyes grew heavy again so he gave in to sleep once more.
He was young, a pup following his noes through the brush, Tip found himself exploring all the smells. Eating things that no one else would touch, playing in mud ditches, climbing trees, chasing wind currents where the ravens would glide above him. His siblings picked on him through the remainder of the day, his body was thinner, taller, even longer stocked then his well built siblings. All closer to the ground and well laid out with lean muscle. His color different and ears two sizes two big he was the gene outside the normalcy of his pack, which was frowned upon by most. It didn't bother him though. He found his ways of drawing attention. When his father died the pack began to wither. Tips sister became Alpha since their mother had died long before the father, Tip was of teen age by then. As the pack straggled through the months ahead Tip seemed to only find time to goof off. He found it easy to accidentally prevent any mishaps the pack came to face. First time was from being chased by a puma while cliff climbing. Not knowing that the cat was stalking a pair of wolf cubs which in turn made him become heroic to the eyes of a few pack mates. Another was with a flock of ravens, thick in numbers, refusing to allow the starving wolves eat their prey. Tip happened to be running down a hill, packed snow driving at his heels. He skid then jumped onto a large bolder ahead of him, snow bashing into its side. The ravens took flight in fear. He was happy to go through all the good memories of his former life, but the happy dream soon ended. A crow turned back on Tip flying into his face crowing aggressively. Tip lost his footing and fell to his death off a cliff into the raging waters below. The crows shadow hovered above him taunting him further and further way from his home. Loud pops shot in the air, trees breaking in two, yells and bellows from beasts cried out from the forest as he jumped from boulder to boulder. Tip slipped deeper into the rivers mouth being tugged under the rapids then fell back to reality. A crow called out to him from atop the dead bison. The sun was at high noon.
He then stood to his feet better rested, but tormented by the part of the dreams he could remember. Slowly, carefully Tip opened a side of the bison carcass then walked over to Felix. He laid with her the remainder of the night, watching and caring for her wounds till she woke from her slumber. Tip wished her dreams would be a little more enjoyable then his own nightmares. | |
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Toxic-wulf Beta
Number of posts : 40 Age : 30 Location : USA Z Cash : Group : 0 Registration date : 2008-04-02
| Subject: Re: Wandering through the Night Tue Feb 17, 2009 6:36 am | |
| Felix laid in the same postion all night. Afraid to move. She didn't want the ribs more broken then they were. Waking up she sniffed around with her nose. Her green eyes resting upon Tip. He had stayed with her the whole night? Turning her head she sniffed some more. She could smell the meat from the bison that had ramed her into a tree. Resting her head on the ground for a moment she picked it back up to lick her side. Surprised her eyes widened. Moss was wrapping around her. Covering her like a blanket. The moss most likely came alive at night and started to try and take her before morning but it was too slow. Rolling to her stomach she moved her head and started to lick Tip's wounds. | |
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