A Break In This Storm
12-09-2016, 12:36 PM
He had already been around the borders this morning, having noticed how swollen the clouds looked. At the moment he was sitting within his den, watching the rain pour down over the already slushy ground. Mud puddled claimed most of the plains already, making the Primo let out a soft sigh. It wasn't the worst he had seen here, not in quite awhile, but it still put a damper on things. He had hoped to scout out more prey today, but not in this. It was hard enough to see a few feet from his den, let alone trying to track something. His pale tail thumped on the ground, his yellow eyes closing for a moment. It was in times like this that he found his grief the most, when the distractions of being an alpha slipped away and he was alone in his den. Bass thought about calling one of his kids to him, but he didn't want to force them to navigate in this storm. Not sure what to do, he started to pace back and forth. From one end of his den to the other, he was finding little comfort in the constant moving. But it was better than curling up in a ball and feeling sad, anything was better than succumbing to his emotions. He didn't have time for that, and most importantly he didn't have the energy. Another sigh slipped passed his muzzle as thoughts of braving the storm entered his mind. It would be something, right? Even fighting against the wind would be enough to occupy him. Just as he was about to step out into the rain, a garbled howl reached his ears. They flickered, twisting as he picked up the residue of the call. Someone was out on his borders in this? He frowned, the desperation was enough to reach him even here, and through the gusts of wind that whipped into his burrow. Concerned, his ears pressed against his skull as he quickly streaking into the plains, careful not to slide on the mud that sucked at his paws. Bass had to slow down though, not wanting to be coated in head to toe with mud again. He'd had enough of that a few years ago. The aging gentleman shivered at the chill of the pressing rain, his coat nearly plastered to his skin and he hadn't even been out here too long. Some rain drops stung him where they hit, the temperature seeming to drop around him suddenly. Oh great, freezing rain. If it let up today he had no doubt that his lands would be turned into one giant ice field. Shaking his head slowly, he pressed onward and towards where he thought the howl had come from. It took a bit longer than normal for him to reach the caller, having ended up going too far to the left to even see her. When he finally spotted her he broke out in a smooth trot, standing before her in a matter on minutes. He panted slightly, mud coating his limbs until nearly his knees. The male offered her a small smile, standing strong against the gales that blew around them. He was about five inches taller than the female, so he dipped his head down so that they didn't have to scream at another. "Hi there, before we get into things let's find somewhere to speak!" he said loudly, tilting his head towards his right. There was an abandoned den just inside the territory lines, enough room for two wolves to sit in comfortably. Turning to see if she was following, he made his way there. It didn't take too long to get there, and he squeezed inside first. Water dripped off his coat and onto the ground, but he didn't shake himself in fear of tossing more water at the female. Turning his head towards the entrance of the den, he waited for her to enter before they got into things. There was an obvious question on his features though; what was she here for? Was she looking to join, or did she come from another pack to rely information to him? Either way, they would have a much easier time speaking in here. Sure, it was just inside his borders, but he didn't care. As long as they were both out of the storm, he was happy enough. |
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