Revenge [Morgan]

*Surreal* · 06-18-2013, 04:31 AM

Surreal

The small silver pup scampered over the ground, small paws pattering on the earth. She wasn?t supposed to be out here. But she hadn?t yet learned this fact. So she pounces and pranced clumsily over the scuffed earth and bloodstained dirt. Little did she know that someday, she would possibly be the one partaking in spars here. That was all far away. A distant glimmer of light in a far future.

The weird, metallic smell that clung to the area suddenly got stronger, fresher. She felt a tremble of fear, but batted it away and continued on, eyes lifting to the sky as she scampered along, not watching where she was going. She bumped into a body, warm, covered in white fir and something wet and very red. She stumbled backward with a little yip.

Giving herself a little shake that made her stumble sideways a step, she looked at what she had bumped into. A wolf! It looked a lot like her mama, but didn?t smell right. The smell of pain and blood were very new to the young female, and her mismatched eyes were wide with curiosity, and concern. She instinctively knew that this smell and stillness coming from the wolf were bad things.

It came to her, that she?d heard a scream a little bit ago. It was one of the things that had drawn her to this place when she was wandering. She had never heard a scream before, never known fear. Pain was only a recent thing she?d learned. A stubbed toe while learning her walking now and then. But her mama had always soothed the hurts.

She would soothe this wolf. She nosed into the female?s neck, whining gently, nudging at her to try again, like Mama did. The female didn?t move. Surreal gave a stubborn, stern look at the female, then nosed harder, but still, no response. She then came aware of the others. Another white female that looked a lot like Mama again, but different as well, covered in the red wet, stood nearby. Another voice was speaking, making her ears go flat with the screechiness, but she couldn?t see where that one came from.

The other white female seemed scary, but maybe she could help the hurt female get better? Surreal scampered toward the female, then stumbled to a halt, anxious eyes gazing up at Evelette. ?That wolf needs help. I tried to make her better! But she won?t get better!? High voice was ripe with frustration as the wide mismatched eyes stared into the crystalline, fevered gaze of the victorious female. The plea of innocence voiced. ?Can you help me make her better?? It sounded like a question, but the look in the pups' eyes made it a demand.

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