--Mel Feral

Minka had been walking with Feral for a while. They had pressed down the mountain and made it towards some kind of prairie. She smiled and bumped into Feral real quick on purpose. "Sooooo, what is your pack like?" She asked almost playfully, her eyes calm and excited. She loved hanging out with him as much as she hated admitting it. She was still awkward around men despite being over her fear. She had learned that much when around Feral. Her light colored fur bellowed from the wind that swept through the prairie.


What was he like before he pressed to 'change his ways'? Who was he before he met her? Was he really going to change for her? Did he like her more than a friend? The questions pressed her mind as she waited for an answer.

"The leaders are more demanding in a way and wish for the pack to excel. I have only been in the pack for a day or so, and it is a bit hard to please them due to the ways I once had with me. And, I wish to know, do you like me?" He stopped and turned to face her, a somewhat blush appeared underneath his fur since heat started to erupt to his cheeks. He soon turned his head back around and began to walk once more. His crow landed and dug his claws into Feral's shoulder, causing it to bleed slightly as Feral shifted his eyes to him. "What is it, Tsarr.?" Feral asked in a somewhat annoyed voice as the crow started to speak, his voice high and somewhat raspy, "Well, leader Feral, I am starving and here you are speaking with a femme who you only knew for a day!" Feral snarled at Tsarr and the bird flew off, cawing and giving his master some space. A sigh escaped Feral's vocals and turned to Minka, "Sorry, all he cares about is food since he helps me with other wolves and spotting them out, and I hunt for us."

They were demanding? Minka could live with that, truly she could. But the question he asked next was harder to answer than any other she had ever answered. She did, she did like him a lot, but she just met him. Surely she couldn't truly like him for who he is if she only knew him for a day. "I like you, but it's hard to know, I mean... we just met." She told the man who was about a year older than her the truth. She took a deep breathe and then looked at her paws. Had she said it wrong? That was what she wanted to know.


The bird started to caw into Feral's ear and she just kinda blocked out what it had said. When Feral apologized to her for his bird's words she was kinda glad she had zoned out. "It is quite alright." She offered with a smile.

Feral nodded in understanding. He knew about her past now, and it was true that they had only met each other for a day. Tsarr, the crow, began to caw once again in the sound of food. but Feral was not hungry despite the crows tone for food. He looked to Minka and gave a small smile. "Are you hungry?" He asked her as the crow perched on his shoulder once more. Tsarr dug his claws into his master's side once more. this time going even harder as blood dripped from his shoulder. Feral became furious and snapped at the crow in warning. The ebony bird flew off and Feral heaved a sigh, licking at the blood dripping from his right side.

"There are some fish in a river nearby, I could possibly catch us a few, if you would like to join me?" He asked, a sincere tone coming through his maw and out into the opening world. His double colored eyes focused on the world around them for any signs of danger. When there was nothing, he began to wait for the femme to reply once more.

Minka simply smiled when the man asked if she was hungry and talked of fish. "Yes, I'd love to go fishing." She told the man. Breathe Minka. Just breathe and calm down. She told herself with an inner smirk. A smirk you can't see but you know would be there if you decided to act upon it. Minka wanted to ask more advice but the words were lost to her. She was like the good girl that fell in with the wrong wolves. Bot that Feral was a wrong wolf by any means, but he said he would change for her. Did that not imply he had been a bad wolf at one point?

Feral nodded and approached the sound of the lake. He lied down and watched the movements of the fish. He placed his maw into the stream as he breathed through his nose, and not his mouth. When a fish had come into view, he waited until the fish was near his mouth, and, when it was, he snapped down on the fish and placed it down in front of him, tearing it open and carried it back into his mouth. He approached the femme and placed the cold morsel in front of her and smiled, "Here," he spoke and went back to fishing for himself.

he said what he had been saying for hours.

miss minka

burn. burn them all.

Minka offered a polite smile to the man as he offered her a fish. She gratefully took it into her mouth and then set it down to start eating. "Thank you." She said to express her gratitude towards Feral. Her light creme belly touching the ground as she sat. She watched him fish as she took another bite of the fish and she wondered more about him. "Have you met the queen to your pack? Or the leader, a king perhaps?" She wondered aloud to the point where he would be able to hear her. Calm down Minka, you are getting all worked up. She told herself as she felt the heat rise to her cheeks.


She honestly and truly liked him. Whether or not the emotions would stem to something as drastic as love was still undetermined. She blinked and stared at her half eaten fish as if she were embarrassed to look at him. She took another deep breathe and then finished her fish. "The fish was delicious Feral. Thank you." She said giving a small bow of the head in gratitude.

Feral looked to the cr?me colored she-wolf and bowed his head in respect to her as well. "I might have, he did seem like a king to me," he spoke as he talked about the male wolf whom had made him a commoner. He did understand why he was made that way, but he also didn't like having a low rank. A sigh heaved over him, biting down upon the ice cold fish that he had caught and soon finished his fish. He then began to lap up the liquid that was water, and soon stopped to look at Minka.

"Minka, please, drink. Night will soon be upon us, and we will need to find a den for the night. And, judging by those storm clouds, I don't think we have a choice." He spoke and let Minka get a last drink before leading the way to a possible safe haven that was a den.

The sound of thunder roared throughout the land as lightning could also be seen. Feral was used to this type of weather and didn't take much worry into it. He knew he would find a den before the storm came since the water started to rain down, and the real impact of it wouldn't hit until later nightfall. His tail flicked from side-to-side as the smell of a den soon caught his nostrils. It was a tree den, but it would do.

:c sorry I suck

he said what he had been saying for hours.

miss minka

burn. burn them all.

Minka nodded and leaned down to get a drink of the delicious and tasteless at the same time water. She drew in a deep breathe when he mentioned finding a den for the night. Stop Minka, he won't hurt you. She told herself as she offered a smile and nodded. "Let us go find a den then?" She said in an unsure tone as she started off. It was all strange and happening so fast. Feelings stirred inside her that she didn't want to be stirred. She had just met him, there was no way she could love a man she knew so little about. "What did you mean by 'you'd change your ways'? What is it you have to change for me?" She asked that one question that she needed to know the answer of.

He heaved a sigh and looked to her, "I was not always a nice wolf. I would fight all males who got in my way. I would show no mercy to anything. and would not respect them as they would just die, and I would laugh. I was wrong to do those things and changed my ways, for I felt sorry for you, and whomever gets in your way, I'll fight for you to be okay." He replied to her. He hung his head and tail low in shame, double colored eyes showing sadness and he would understand if she never wished to talk to him again.

he said what he had been saying for hours.

miss minka

burn. burn them all.

There it was, an answer that she had been fearing ever since she had heard him say that he would change for her. He had been evil like the brute. There was a distinct difference between the two of them though, Mal Feral wanted to change and it seemed like he regretted what he did. She gave him a small bump and a smile. She wasn't going anywhere. She felt like she knew him because this was a new him and isn't who he always was. "Thank you." She said, although being vague with the term as she waited for him to speak or do something to lead them in a direction.

He would look to Minka and gave a small smile. He was happy with her, but didn't know if she felt the same way around him, or about him. He would be able to see a small stream, and a smile would come across as he began to fish once more. It had been a while since they had eaten, but this time, he fished for her and gave her a meal.

He looked to the sky as night soon came upon them. The moon shone brightly as his eyes shone from the light that came across the sky. He lied down and howled a comforting and kind tone as he soon stopped and placed his head upon his paws, eyes shifting to the femme that was near him.

"Do you need anything?" He would ask as he began to feel the breeze whip across his pelt.