he comes

*Anais* · 12-01-2014, 01:10 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

Afternoon had come and gone and it was currently on its way out as the sun began to set. Bright, red-orange light cast long shadows through the snowy forest as Anais padded through it, trying to quell the slowly growing worry that was beginning to creep into her. Though no rule had been put into place preventing her adopted son - a grown wolf with the mentality of a child - from wandering off on his own, it was decidedly not like him to not be near her. She had taken for granted how close he tended to stay, how curious and willing he was to throw himself right into the midst of her life as if his place had been there all along. So what was it that had drawn him away now, and without any word to her first?

She searched for him through their home beside the fjord, hoping that perhaps she had only missed him and that he was still here somewhere, just not where she had first thought to look. With the sun setting, time felt like it was against her, and in her rush she had already once lost the trail she thought to have found of him. Anais backtracked, her nose searching closely for his scent, when another, one unknown and strange, seemed to cross her path. She nearly stumbled in the snow as she came to a stop, turned, and then more closely inspected the snow, her nose just above the frosty top layer as she drew the scent in. This was not Lebrah. It was not Nako, or Lior, or anyone of her family. This was someone new traveling within the small, isolated spot they had claimed for themselves, someone who could potentially be a danger.

As she lifted her head, Anais's ears folded back with a worried frown, her bright, honeyed gold eyes searching through the trees immediately around her. Her family's scent was so heavy here, consistently present even if they did not keep borders the same way that packs tended to. Was this wolf just careless...or fearless? Curious despite herself, the grey-gold girl followed the smell, traveling only a short ways before she found the trail of pawprints it was leaving in its wake. As she stopped in the snow to look down at the shadowed imprints, she felt her stomach clench anxiously. This was definitely no average wolf. Compelled, Anais stepped closer, lifted a forepaw tentatively and placed it softly within the imprint in the snow, noting how hers fit easily within without touching any side. What sort of wolf was this?

She should have run. A part of her wanted to hurry and seek out her mother's den, to hide in there under the pretense that she was merely checking up on her until enough time had passed that she thought this already intimidating stranger had moved on. But her thoughts were getting away from her, already envisioning the monstrous creature who had created these pawprints. She stepped back from them hastily, as if those indents might leap up and snap at her, and once again looked about anxiously. Where were they? Even if she did not intend to challenge the monster and make them leave - which would have been an incredible feat even if they were just a normal, average wolf - Anais figured she ought to know where they were.

Nervous, knowing that what she did was tempting fate, the golden-eyed girl followed the trail of pawprints, failing to match her stride with them because of the size difference. Her own seemed so small and frail beside them, and the felt even smaller and frailer the closer she grew to the monstrous creature's location. The trail led right up to the lake, but rather than follow it clear out into the open, where she would be visible and exposed, Anais stopped within the tree cover, quietly creeping through the snow and brush in order to crawl closer and observe without being observed. What she saw was not quite what she imagined. The overall shape of the creature was easily defined as being wolf, but that seemed to be where the normalcy stopped. The pelt the creature wore was eye catching, a mixture of darks and brights, blacks and blues. Blue! The wolf was blue! And to top it off, he was massive, looking like a frozen boulder seated there out upon the frozen lake. He reminded her greatly of a large, deceptively calm bear.

Her bright eyes grew wide at the sight of him, and unbidden she gasped and immediately felt her stomach sink. No! She needed to stay quiet in order to go unnoticed, but had her startled noise been quiet enough? Frightened, a quick shudder passing through her frame, Anais ducked a little more closely to the snowy earth, clenching her eyes closed as her ears strained and praying that she had not given herself away.

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