It's about time!
Ray had been getting into just about every corner of trouble she could find. Of course, there was one angle/rule she hadn't yet crossed. Which said a lot – she had talked to strangers, crossed the pack border into rogue lands! Sneaked out the den at night, slipped the arms of her babysitters to escape into the Prairie. Really, there was very little she hadn't done yet.
Bothering the young wolf recuperating in a den on the Prairie was one of them. She had been told to leave the slightly older pup alone, he was tired all the time and needed to rest and heal and she was simply to boisterous, too loud and too active to go anywhere near him! Or so she had been told. Of course, rules where made to be broken, and it was well past time she sneaked in to find this mysterious wolf denning in her lands.
She knew very little about this wolf past his name, she knew he needed quiet and food and was keeping to himself, the less she knew the more her mind created stories. He was a mystery, he was mysterious and intriguing and she would not be kept from this puzzle a moment longer!
She crept up to the den and tossed her head back and forth, catching no hide or hair of anyone out there to stop here. Knowing she would be getting away with this she stopped her crouched pose, tossed her head up high and strolled right on in like she owned the place. “Mister Mortar? Mister Mortar, are you in here?” she asked as her blinking eyes began to adjust to the shadows.
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All Mortar felt like he'd done was sleep since he'd gotten here. It wasn't that he didn't like it here, Glacier and Anais had been wonderful, but it made him miss his family. It was just a reminder that he wasn't at home with his own parents and siblings in his own den. He was grateful of course, though for the sake of him they'd decided to give him his own space in the Prairie for the time being to help integrate them into their pack. They brought him food and made sure he was well off and other than that he was left alone to his own devices. He didn't often leave his den and when he did he didn't wander far. He still had no idea where he was and getting lost wasn't on his agenda of things to do either. So he mostly just slept. Thankfully the food provided to him had been helpful so he'd filled out quite a bit since he'd gotten here. He was no longer the skinny little fur ball he'd been and it was hard to believe he was already six months old. It was quite obvious he'd grow to be quite large if his ginormous paws were anything to judge by. Other than the way he looked though, there certainly wasn't much else pup-like about him. Since he hadn't left his den he knew nothing of Glacier's children nor had he wandered off to play on his own. He certainly didn't know about the visitor he'd soon be having. He was asleep when the voice rang out through his den. Mister Mortar? Mister Mortar, are you in here? That definitely didn't sound like Glacier or Anais. His eyes snapped open and he raised his head from his paws to gaze at the female pup who'd already allowed herself into his den. Mortar scrambled to his paws and just took a minute to gape at his visitor. She definitely looked a lot like Glacier, but with less blue and a much lighter shade. Was she his family too? And how did she know his name? "I'm here." he said softly, lowering his head some as he just stared at her. "Who are you?" Walk, "Talk" Think |
Her eyes adjusted as she heard the sound of paws against the hard earth, and she knew where to look. She would find the form of the older pup on his paws surveying her. She blinked, and took him in herself for a moment. Of course that barely lasted a few seconds before a bright grin overtook her expression. "Hello!" She said companionably as she strolled further into the cave and towards him. She was almost a month old now but she was still a tiny creature with a huge amount of growing set before her. It was a wonder someone so tiny and bright eyed could find the sheer amount of trouble she stumbled into on a daily bases.
"You don't look sick" she complained, stopping a few feet away from him where she boldly studied him, tilting her head this way and that in her efforts. "I'm Ray. I'm a princess here" she explained, the bold lie holding a few rays of truth. After all, Ren the alpha next door had been called a prince as the title of the child of the alpha (before he had become alpha himself) and he had called her a princess. It didn't matter to her if that wasn't the official Donostrea title and it certainly didn't matter if her place her held no authority whatsoever. She had learned, from very early on, that if you could act the part it was believed. Ray could act the very image of a haughty and spoiled princess with no effort at all...
She took another step forward, craning her head upwards at the taller, 6 times older, wolf. "And your my next best friend. Mortar." She explained, it was a statement and nothing close to a question. Her every tone said 'this is how it is now. Deal with it' she turned back towards the den exit. "Come on, I've got to show you all the interesting parts of Donostrea" she said, keeping her voice unhurried. But she did need to speed this along quickly, the longer she was here the easier it would be to get caught, once they where out there it would be much harder to catch them...
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He couldn't help but flick his ears back nervously as she moved closer. No one had told him there were other pups here. She seemed friendly enough as the smile overtook her face and she said hello. She seemed about a season younger than himself though she was still pretty large for her age, or so he thought. He attempted a half smile for her, doing his best to be friendly although he wasn't very good at it. He honestly didn't know what to make of the situation. He'd never exactly had to deal with a new visitor before. "You don't look sick" His ears moved forward curiously as she grumbled about it. A confused look overcame him. Is that what she'd been told, that he was sick? What if he'd actually been sick and she came here and he got her sick? That certainly would have been terrible. He tried to shove the worried thought away. He wasn't sick after all so what was there to worry about, although why was she angry about that? He didn't understand. He didn't get the option to worry about it for long though as she swiftly introduced herself instead. So she was a princess? He'd never met a princess before. Sure their old Alphas had a litter of children but he didn't recall them being considered royalty before. They were more militaristic from what he cold remember. Was there supposed to be a certain way he treated a princess? He knew they were supposed to be important and all that. He wished Glacier had told him. He felt completely unprepared now. "I've never met a princess before..." He was about to comment on her name, about how Ray sounded more like a boy's name, but he thought better of it and bit his tongue instead. Maybe it was short for something? "And your my next best friend. Mortar." He couldn't help but cock his head at that. That certainly wasn't a question. How was he supposed to respond to that? He'd never had a best friend before. It certainly would be rude to say no to a princess though. Wouldn't it? He thought so at least, so he didn't complain. "Okay then." He stated. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Or at least that was his thought process until she turned towards the exit. "Come on, I've got to show you all the interesting parts of donostrea" His brows knit together as he thought about that. He'd barely left his den for the entire time he'd been here. Were they even allowed to run around without any adults? "Are we allowed to do that?" He asked, feeling slightly nervous about it as he shifted on his paws. Walk, "Talk" Think |