gather ye rosebuds while ye may
04-24-2018, 09:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-24-2018, 09:22 PM by Ferrous.)
A howl rose up through the pines. Ferrous listened to it dispassionately. The howler was inviting rogues to join him in a pack or something. That didn't interest her. She wanted to do her own thing, be her own person. She couldn't do that with some stuffy old fart barking orders at her and dictating how she lived her life. So she ignored it.
"You know..." Zahir ventured.
Ferrous turned an equally dispassionate eye on her companion. She knew exactly what the cat was going to say, so she beat her companion to it. "You need a pack," she said in a mocking, nasally voice. In her regular voice she then said, "Just like I need another hole in my head." She thought for a second, then added. "Or diarrhea."
Zahir padded closer. "Think about it. In a pack you'd never be hungry. Or lonely." She sat down beside her young ward. "You'd be surrounded by wolves."
Ferrous scowled into the dirt and was quiet for several moments before she asked, "Will you leave me with them?"
"Never." Several seconds ticked by. "Will you just try it? If you don't like the pack, or the alpha, we can just leave."
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With unhappiness etched quite clearly across her face, Ferrous approached Enrico. Zahir trailed a couple steps behind her. They'd learned quite early in their relationship that there were wolves who had no tolerance for other predators. If this man was one of them Zahir would be off like a shot and Ferrous wouldn't be far behind her.
Distrustfully Ferrous eyed the older male. She'd never been a member of a pack and she wasn't sure how to approach him. Thieving was one thing, she knew how to play up her youthfulness and use it to her advantage, but this was different. She wanted this guy to know she was strong and free; that she didn't need him. He needed her. No way he'd believe that if he thought she was too young and stupid to know anything.
"So you got a pack, huh?" Her wary expression became a touch curious. Against her better judgement she was indeed curious. "What's so great about it?"
"You know..." Zahir ventured.
Ferrous turned an equally dispassionate eye on her companion. She knew exactly what the cat was going to say, so she beat her companion to it. "You need a pack," she said in a mocking, nasally voice. In her regular voice she then said, "Just like I need another hole in my head." She thought for a second, then added. "Or diarrhea."
Zahir padded closer. "Think about it. In a pack you'd never be hungry. Or lonely." She sat down beside her young ward. "You'd be surrounded by wolves."
Ferrous scowled into the dirt and was quiet for several moments before she asked, "Will you leave me with them?"
"Never." Several seconds ticked by. "Will you just try it? If you don't like the pack, or the alpha, we can just leave."
---
With unhappiness etched quite clearly across her face, Ferrous approached Enrico. Zahir trailed a couple steps behind her. They'd learned quite early in their relationship that there were wolves who had no tolerance for other predators. If this man was one of them Zahir would be off like a shot and Ferrous wouldn't be far behind her.
Distrustfully Ferrous eyed the older male. She'd never been a member of a pack and she wasn't sure how to approach him. Thieving was one thing, she knew how to play up her youthfulness and use it to her advantage, but this was different. She wanted this guy to know she was strong and free; that she didn't need him. He needed her. No way he'd believe that if he thought she was too young and stupid to know anything.
"So you got a pack, huh?" Her wary expression became a touch curious. Against her better judgement she was indeed curious. "What's so great about it?"
Ferrous has a saber-toothed snow leopard companion named Zahir. If she isn't
mentioned IC it's safe to assume she isn't there.