Very early the successivo morning, I was woken rather abruptly da Scar as she tossed and turned under the blankets. For a moment, I detto and did nothing, hoping it would cease on its own. It didn't. After a few minutes, I reached out and gently rubbed her head, hoping to calm her down. Instead, what happened was her eyes snapped open and her jaws clamped down on my hand almost hard enough to puncture the skin. Fortunately, it didn't, and once she had come to, she released my hand with an apologetic whine.
I took my newly liberated hand and scratched behind her ears. Her eyes closed and a smile stretched across her face as I scratched.
"Babe?" she detto out of the blue.
"Mhm?" I replied.
"Wanna hear a story?"
This took me a bit da surprise. I suspected the offer had something to do with Candu's recente demise.
"Sure, hon. I'd Amore to hear a story."
* * *
*Jasper, 2 years ago*
A lone red lupo crouched at the edge of the clearing. Its eyes were locked onto a lone caribou grazing out in the middle of the field. It seemed entirely oblivious to its impending doom as the red-furred lupo crept silently closer. Even when she stepped upon a branch and broke it, her quarry didn't respond. Then, with a flash of movement, the lupo broke from hiding and sprinted towards the huge animal. But, instead of fleeing as would have been expected, the caribou, a large buck, turned towards the onslaught, lowering its antlers and charging.
The lupo noticed this definitive change from the norm and did her best to change course, but to no avail. The buck caught her in the side with his antlers, scooping her up into the bowl formed da the points. She did her best to avvolgere her paws around the antlers, but the caribou bucked and reared, throwing her down to the ground. She slumped to the ground, apparently defeated. Her eyes closed, resigned to her fate.
They snapped back open at the sound of another lupo barking and snarling at the caribou, attempting to drive it away. With the added insistence of a hard bite to a foreleg, the animal relented and cantered away. The newcomer, a short, stocky gray pelliccia with light colored eyes, stood over her, checking to see if she was alright.
Seeing that she was not, he crouched down and pulled the red pelliccia onto his back for the trip back to her home, her den. The she lupo passed out from the pain of the attack, and when she woke, she was home in her personal den, alone. From that giorno on, whenever the two came together, there were tender smiles and kind looks and gestures exchanged.
* * *
*My home, present time*
The conclusion of the story left my eyes slightly glazed with tears. It was a surprising story, for I had never known that she had known Candu as più than a hunting rival.
I hugged her, feeling the soft pelliccia on her belly and the slightly coarser pelliccia on her back. She put her paw on my chest and looked up at me with her big brown eyes. In them, I could see that she was going to be okay.
I took my newly liberated hand and scratched behind her ears. Her eyes closed and a smile stretched across her face as I scratched.
"Babe?" she detto out of the blue.
"Mhm?" I replied.
"Wanna hear a story?"
This took me a bit da surprise. I suspected the offer had something to do with Candu's recente demise.
"Sure, hon. I'd Amore to hear a story."
* * *
*Jasper, 2 years ago*
A lone red lupo crouched at the edge of the clearing. Its eyes were locked onto a lone caribou grazing out in the middle of the field. It seemed entirely oblivious to its impending doom as the red-furred lupo crept silently closer. Even when she stepped upon a branch and broke it, her quarry didn't respond. Then, with a flash of movement, the lupo broke from hiding and sprinted towards the huge animal. But, instead of fleeing as would have been expected, the caribou, a large buck, turned towards the onslaught, lowering its antlers and charging.
The lupo noticed this definitive change from the norm and did her best to change course, but to no avail. The buck caught her in the side with his antlers, scooping her up into the bowl formed da the points. She did her best to avvolgere her paws around the antlers, but the caribou bucked and reared, throwing her down to the ground. She slumped to the ground, apparently defeated. Her eyes closed, resigned to her fate.
They snapped back open at the sound of another lupo barking and snarling at the caribou, attempting to drive it away. With the added insistence of a hard bite to a foreleg, the animal relented and cantered away. The newcomer, a short, stocky gray pelliccia with light colored eyes, stood over her, checking to see if she was alright.
Seeing that she was not, he crouched down and pulled the red pelliccia onto his back for the trip back to her home, her den. The she lupo passed out from the pain of the attack, and when she woke, she was home in her personal den, alone. From that giorno on, whenever the two came together, there were tender smiles and kind looks and gestures exchanged.
* * *
*My home, present time*
The conclusion of the story left my eyes slightly glazed with tears. It was a surprising story, for I had never known that she had known Candu as più than a hunting rival.
I hugged her, feeling the soft pelliccia on her belly and the slightly coarser pelliccia on her back. She put her paw on my chest and looked up at me with her big brown eyes. In them, I could see that she was going to be okay.
The successivo morning Kate set out of the tana, den to hunt for some caribou and asked humphrey to come along he agreed hapilly because he loves to be around Kate wherever she goes.
They were about an ora into the hunt when a hunter came out of the bushes and Kate hears him she jolts inoltrare, avanti right when the hunter fires his fucile the bullet just missed kates leg, and immediately after the shot humphrey jumps up and pushes the gun out of the hunters hand and the hunter (amazed da the situation) takes one look at humphrey and runs back into the bushes.
After this happened they decided to quit the hunt and go back to the tana, den because Kate and humphrey were both in shock From this moment and from that point on Kate always hunts with Humphrey.
They were about an ora into the hunt when a hunter came out of the bushes and Kate hears him she jolts inoltrare, avanti right when the hunter fires his fucile the bullet just missed kates leg, and immediately after the shot humphrey jumps up and pushes the gun out of the hunters hand and the hunter (amazed da the situation) takes one look at humphrey and runs back into the bushes.
After this happened they decided to quit the hunt and go back to the tana, den because Kate and humphrey were both in shock From this moment and from that point on Kate always hunts with Humphrey.
Name: Terax
Ranking in Organization: XV
Original Name: Kate
Sex: Female
Age (human): 21
Mate: Huxley
Color: Brown
Element: Poison
Weapons: Two rusted Oathkeeper keyblades
Personality:
Terax is the nobody of Kate and the mate of Huxley. Terax was born when Kate, along with Humphrey, turned into a heartless on the night the heartless consumed the worlds. She, much like her mate, hates heartless. She will do anything to protect her Friends and her mate, even if it meant taking down a fellow organization member o turning against them. She too controlls the Dusk nobodies and can be playful. But if te piss her off, be sure find a place to hide o she will tear te up with her venomous keyblades (thats why they are rusted). She Amore rose like Marluxia but sometimes can have an attitude like Larxene. Some of her Friends include: Roxas, Axel, Marluxia, Vexen, Larxene, Namine, and Siax. She loves to also play with her Dusks that she controls.
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Ranking in Organization: XV
Original Name: Kate
Sex: Female
Age (human): 21
Mate: Huxley
Color: Brown
Element: Poison
Weapons: Two rusted Oathkeeper keyblades
Personality:
Terax is the nobody of Kate and the mate of Huxley. Terax was born when Kate, along with Humphrey, turned into a heartless on the night the heartless consumed the worlds. She, much like her mate, hates heartless. She will do anything to protect her Friends and her mate, even if it meant taking down a fellow organization member o turning against them. She too controlls the Dusk nobodies and can be playful. But if te piss her off, be sure find a place to hide o she will tear te up with her venomous keyblades (thats why they are rusted). She Amore rose like Marluxia but sometimes can have an attitude like Larxene. Some of her Friends include: Roxas, Axel, Marluxia, Vexen, Larxene, Namine, and Siax. She loves to also play with her Dusks that she controls.
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Kate ran and hid in a hollow log. ever since Winston Tony and eve died there had been war. Kate plugged her ears shut as a gun shot went off. Kate peered out from her log. mary had been shot. Kate smiled. she hated Mary always trying to mate with Humphrey. Kate snuck out of her log and snuck home. Luis Jessie and the twins masey and felicity all ran towards Kate. " mommy your alive!" cheered the puppys. "where's Humphrey?" asked Kate. " in your room." Kate couldent wait to feel humphreys soft pelliccia and his moist nose. Kate walked into humphrey and hers room. "oh my gosh Kate." detto Humphrey. Kate and Humphrey rubbed noses for a while. " are te ok?" asked Humphrey. " no, no I'm fine!" Humphrey looked down at kate's paws. " your not ok your paw is dislocated." gasped Humphrey.