Hit the reset button

Taiga · 03-14-2022, 08:55 PM

The boys distrust was evident in both his tone and the scowl that crossed his features. His question was met with a sneer of her own, the edge of a blackened lip curling to flash a thick canine tooth. "Before I came to this land? No." Her ruby gaze was hard as she stared straight into his own russet eyes. "My own life was saved by the kindness of those outside of my species, so I try to be a little more open minded these days." Without the selfless act that Rannoch and Oscar had bestowed upon her, Taiga would have been a very dead cat. Trapped after an avalanche, only the strength of a giant elk at the behest of a tiny donkey allowed her to be standing here.

Taiga's long tail began to lash back and forth in slight irritation as the wolf child still couldn't come to grips with what she was saying. He stumbled over his words and the cat wrinkled her nose even further. She almost spat out a biting retort, something along the lines of, "I don't know what kind of upbringing you had, but not everyone wants something from you," but she held her tongue. She didn't know what kind of upbringing he had, but everything was leaning towards a bad one. Instead of being rude about it, she simply huffed and looked out over the mostly flat landscape. "I don't want anything from you. Cats are fairly self sufficient while wolves are not."

Like night and day, the boys disposition shifted from distrust and apprehension to snark and sass. His dry, joking comment was met with a low growl and the narrowing of eyes. "If the one that I'm with needs it, then yes." She'd spent many nights providing warmth for the little donkey above all. He needed it, so she provided. Curled around this little red brat? About that, she wasn't sure. In time he agreed to see what she could do with her 'big paws.' He was odd and more than a little irritating, but she had offered, so she would follow through.

Without another word from the feline, she began to move off, assuming that the wolf would follow. After a few steps, she heard a slight hiss and then his voice. Stopping, she looked back at him. The breeze curled around the boy, bringing the rich tang of blood to her nose. "Distrustful and a liar," she growled, though there was no animosity in her words or her stance. He was injured though he'd denied it. "Sit still," the great woman commanded before turning away. If he didn't listen, she would find him. He wouldn't get far, bleeding like he was. In the meantime, Taiga made her way out over the icy tundra in search of a meal for the boy.

How long she had been gone, Taiga couldn't say. The herd that she'd eyed earlier hadn't gone terribly far, and she'd made short work of bringing down one of the caribou. Like a childs toy, the hulking feline drug her kill across the midnight snows, depositing it before the injured wolf. "Eat. It should still be warm." With that, she grumbled a bit and went to lay in a nearby drift where she proceeded to lick the blood from her muzzle and paws.

"Speech"

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me