The state the world has been in
10-05-2013, 02:23 PM
embarrassment, he felt embarrassed. Liaf started to become abit self-conscious of his behavior. How could he help it, he couldn't. Liaf just couldn't be normal no matter how hard he tried. He would remember dreaming of the day he would one day speak with few mistakes, walk in a straight line. Catch himself some food other than fish...
His maroon eyes watched with fear as the strange orange animal that looked like an odd smaller wolf darted into the bushes. Turning his gaze back towards the dame he watched as she oddly got onto the ground and exposed her stomach. Taking another step backwards not knowing what she was doing he stood there for a moment. Silently waiting for something that did not and would not happen did he do. The yearling would then cautiously take a few baby steps forward...His speckled light gray ears would rise as he heard words come from her voice. Pretty words, without any mistakes, no stutters, no trouble. It sounded like music almost, a perfect sentence after sentence. The wolf spoke of trust and how she wouldn't hurt him. Eyeing the rabbit he listened as she explained it was good food and that it would make him feel better.
Walking forward with his head low to the ground as his eyes never left her he darted forward and snatched the rabbit. Taking a few steps backwards he dropped the food on the ground and sat down on his haunches. Licking his drooling maw the young male would dig into the meal and let the warm coppery taste of blood fill his mouth. He ripped off a piece of the juicy tender meat and chewed it thoughtfully before swallowing it.
Looking back up as the female spoke again she said her name, Rivaxorious. She told him she would protect him, and to eat and for him to tell her his own name. What...what was his real name again? The name Liaf, buried deep in his mind. All the brute could remember was being called Fail by those mean wolves.
Opening his mouth no words came out.he tried and tried until a few finally slipped out.
"Fuh...Fuh...Fail..nickname...I-I forget real name. Th-the mean ones...they s-say f-Fail." he said before leaning down to take another bite from the rabbit.
Liaf would wonder why this wolf Rivaxorious was being so kind to him. This was unorthodox to him, and really rare. But she had fed him, and she hadn't beat him yet, so that was alright he guessed. Picking up the rabbit which still had some meat left on it he walked over as best as he could without wobbling side to side due to imbalance to set it down in front of her paws.
Looking at him others would see a wolf that looked like skin and bone. Even though he just ate he couldn't finish the rabbit. Not being used to such a big meal that would usually not be enough for a completely healthy wolf; Liaf would give the rest to Rivaxorious.
Leaning down to bite at his itchy ankles he would then look back up at the female before him and wait for her to do something.
His maroon eyes watched with fear as the strange orange animal that looked like an odd smaller wolf darted into the bushes. Turning his gaze back towards the dame he watched as she oddly got onto the ground and exposed her stomach. Taking another step backwards not knowing what she was doing he stood there for a moment. Silently waiting for something that did not and would not happen did he do. The yearling would then cautiously take a few baby steps forward...His speckled light gray ears would rise as he heard words come from her voice. Pretty words, without any mistakes, no stutters, no trouble. It sounded like music almost, a perfect sentence after sentence. The wolf spoke of trust and how she wouldn't hurt him. Eyeing the rabbit he listened as she explained it was good food and that it would make him feel better.
Walking forward with his head low to the ground as his eyes never left her he darted forward and snatched the rabbit. Taking a few steps backwards he dropped the food on the ground and sat down on his haunches. Licking his drooling maw the young male would dig into the meal and let the warm coppery taste of blood fill his mouth. He ripped off a piece of the juicy tender meat and chewed it thoughtfully before swallowing it.
Looking back up as the female spoke again she said her name, Rivaxorious. She told him she would protect him, and to eat and for him to tell her his own name. What...what was his real name again? The name Liaf, buried deep in his mind. All the brute could remember was being called Fail by those mean wolves.
Opening his mouth no words came out.he tried and tried until a few finally slipped out.
"Fuh...Fuh...Fail..nickname...I-I forget real name. Th-the mean ones...they s-say f-Fail." he said before leaning down to take another bite from the rabbit.
Liaf would wonder why this wolf Rivaxorious was being so kind to him. This was unorthodox to him, and really rare. But she had fed him, and she hadn't beat him yet, so that was alright he guessed. Picking up the rabbit which still had some meat left on it he walked over as best as he could without wobbling side to side due to imbalance to set it down in front of her paws.
Looking at him others would see a wolf that looked like skin and bone. Even though he just ate he couldn't finish the rabbit. Not being used to such a big meal that would usually not be enough for a completely healthy wolf; Liaf would give the rest to Rivaxorious.
Leaning down to bite at his itchy ankles he would then look back up at the female before him and wait for her to do something.