Caribou For Two

Ricin walks slowly, hoping that another pack member will appear to take the lead on the hunt. The sound of soft paws approaching pulls the lighter boy’s attention away from the freshly falling snow and newly made tracks that cut a path through the powder. The packmate that greets the boy’s eyes causes him to start and a huge, excited grin suddenly pulls his lips up. Tail wags happily as he looks to the grey wolf and whispers, “Hey Kichi! How have you been? And yeah. I found these tracks in the snow and was hoping someone would show up to you know, take over.”

A soft chuckle falls from dark lips as he looks at the shorter male, memories surfacing of how Kichi had once saved his life. It is funny how a year can change so much; he is no longer the cowering pup that had gotten lost in the fog and nearly killed by a cougar. He wonders if the gray wolf realizes just how much he owes him. Giving himself a mental shake, Ricin turns his ruby gaze to the freshly made tracks of the caribou herd.

Pointing white dipped toes to the snow, he says, “The snow only started falling about ten minutes ago so these are fresh. They must be close by.” Lowering his paw and looking back to Kichi, Ricin says, “I might not be a hunter but I know how to chase and kill a prey animal. Tell me what to do and I will do it.” Another friendly smile appears as the blue boy readies to follow the grey wolf’s lead.


WC: 270
Total WC: 917/1500

"Ricin Dauner"