Let me in
06-08-2013, 03:13 PM
With a small giggle of delight Ryker had made his way to the border. But the pup quieted down as he heard a howl. Someone was at the border! He should go back to his parents! But this stranger couldn't just keep him from doing what he loved to do. Ryker loved to sit a few ways from the border and sometimes at the edge and just look out. He loved to look at the other side and imagine. Out there...was the rest of the world. And in here, was home!It all made him smile, the by was happy to have a home and a family.
White toes crunched in the layer of snow as he made his way closer and closer to the area he had heard the howl come from. Who was at the border? Was it safe?Was it dangerous? But the scent of the wolf was somewhat familiar. It was kind of like his daddy's scent, except a bit different.
As he kept on going the boy began to shiver, it was cold out here and he should really be back in the den sleeping with his parents and siblings. Oh how his father would look upon him with a frown and concern when he returned. And how his mother would be hysterical! All the while, his siblings would be jealous that he got to go out.
Then Ryker's aqua blue gaze with a green fleck in each, settled on a white wolf. She was very very pretty. Her eyes were like Papa's and her coat seemed like the opposite. Odd how she had x's on her back too like him and papa. And even the gray legs! And the aqua blue eyes! With an excited yelp the boy ran towards the border and stopped at the edge. He looked up at her with a smile as his tiny gray tipped tail wagged in the air.
"Zdrastervee!"(Zdrastive!)(Hello!) he said as he tried to speak in Russian again.
"Who are you? My name is Ryker!" he said
The lessons with his father were more than enough to say little things here and there. But the boy still wondered why only his papa and Uncle Cyril spoke it.
White toes crunched in the layer of snow as he made his way closer and closer to the area he had heard the howl come from. Who was at the border? Was it safe?Was it dangerous? But the scent of the wolf was somewhat familiar. It was kind of like his daddy's scent, except a bit different.
As he kept on going the boy began to shiver, it was cold out here and he should really be back in the den sleeping with his parents and siblings. Oh how his father would look upon him with a frown and concern when he returned. And how his mother would be hysterical! All the while, his siblings would be jealous that he got to go out.
Then Ryker's aqua blue gaze with a green fleck in each, settled on a white wolf. She was very very pretty. Her eyes were like Papa's and her coat seemed like the opposite. Odd how she had x's on her back too like him and papa. And even the gray legs! And the aqua blue eyes! With an excited yelp the boy ran towards the border and stopped at the edge. He looked up at her with a smile as his tiny gray tipped tail wagged in the air.
"Zdrastervee!"(Zdrastive!)(Hello!) he said as he tried to speak in Russian again.
"Who are you? My name is Ryker!" he said
The lessons with his father were more than enough to say little things here and there. But the boy still wondered why only his papa and Uncle Cyril spoke it.