it's dangerous to go alone - take this

The pirate pups had been let out to explore today and Calico Jack wastes no in beating a hasty path to the beach. It calls to him, for reasons unknown to the patchwork pup, but he feels like he belongs here. While his brain may not remember his entrance into the world and the baptism in blood and chaos, his heart does. Big, oversized paws trip up Calico a few times as he walks but the pup is determined to make it to some predetermined but unknown destination. Ice blue eyes scan the horizon as he moves, more focused on what lays beyond then what is right in front of him. A poor choice for a pup so fresh to the world.

Big paws snag on something and Calico Jack’s ice blue eyes widen as he is pitched forward and sent tumbling head over heels. The sand, dark as night, is forgiving but a small, “Oof” still fills the air around him as he goes. Somehow, he ends up on his butt, sitting up, wondering what the hell just happened. Looking down to his white paws, the pup blinks wide, curious eyes at the contraption that had tripped him and is now, loosely wrapped around his small frame. He pushes at it, noting the holes in between the braided rope. Jack has never seen anything like it! Well, to be fair, he hasn’t seen a lot of things.

So, he sits, pushing around the strange contraption while trying to figure out what it is. A voice, warm and friendly, pulls the pup’s attention away from his newfound… thing, and Calico’s patchwork tail thumps the ground lightly behind him. Looking up the wolf that has joined him, the pup works to put on his best, formal tone, which really only means that his voice comes out a little less squeaky. Jack happily crows back, “’Ello! Oh, you know my mom? She is cool, right?” Truthfully, the only wolf that the small pup knows is his mother and that means he really has no one else to compare her too. Still, that doesn’t make his mother any less cool in his mind.

Eden asks to sit with him and Calico nods his constant, while saying, “Yeah, yeah! Maybe you can help me?” Icy blue eyes look down to the rope… thing that tangles around his paws and legs, hopeful to get an answer on what it is. The kind wolf’s next words have the pup’s gaze lifting to meet the lady’s emerald green eyes, his features suddenly take on a serious tone as he nods his head vigorously, saying, “It is the best day. ‘Cause me and my siblings get to be outside!” A grin splits his maw as the pup squeals a laugh, tumbling over onto his side and rolling around… which only further tangles his small body in the contraption.

He squirms but the stuff stays wrapped all around his body.  Stilling, not the least bit flustered, Calico turns his gaze up the adult and smoothly says, “Name’s Calico Jack! Would you mind helping me with… uh… whatever this thing is?” From his place on his belly, bound in the clutches of a net, Jack beams up to her the most charming smile he can muster.



WC: 547
Total WC: 761 / 1500


"Calico Jack"