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Blind like the three mice - Mateo - Apr 18, 2012 She seemed outlandish. The way her voice coincided with her slipping out from beneath the bushes. it reminded him of his previous adventures, though none he had met thus far had carried her particular dialect. His head had inclined slightly, absently in response to her own; the acknowledgement that he was willing to stand about and play the bear should it come to teeth. Of course why he felt inclined to do so was a matter that he had pondered upon more than once. He was always willing to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. It was something that he had done even before he left his family. There had been those who had done it for him, when he had been too ragged to stand on his own feet, and the impression had stuck with him. The idea that there were those out there that would stand up for something bigger. Even when there were no connections that existed beyond being the same species. Blind like the three mice - Pakuna - Apr 18, 2012 [dohtml] Pakuna blinked in surprise at the mouthful of words that Mateo seemed to come up with. This was turning into something interesting. She grew rather shifty, her paws kneading the earth and preparing for flight if need be. Looking to Mateo, she dipped her head towards him. "Ye ask too many questions, ye know." she said simply, speaking to Aksel but still looking at Mateo. She was interested in this massive beast. Slowly and lazily bringing her head towards the curious wolf, she parted her jaws once more. "I be Pakuna. Aye, ye best bite yer tongue 'round wolves, I tell ye. Dunno what they are to do. Not all are friendly. Count yer blessings that I be kind." She chuckled lightly, shoulderblades rising up and down with her titter. She now sighed gently, looking to the sky. The scent of the bear did not bother her, for she knew it was most certainly busy looking for food after its hibernation. Although it was likely that it would not bother them, she still would look back to it every minute or so. Pale eyes flickered from one brute to the next, and she stood still- almost completely motionless. She could tell that Mateo was shifty as well, and he had all the right to be. Although Pakuna meant absolutely no harm at all, she did not know the intentions of the other wolf, Aksel, and the meaning of his constant questions. Her chest rose up and down steadily as she calmed herself from emerging quickly from the shelter of the bush she was beneath. She felt overly vulnerable beneath it, thus slipping out swiftly. With the way Mateo acted towards the other male, she did not know if a fight would break out or not- she hoped it wouldn't. She avoided fighting as much as possible, and did not enjoy watching others in the act of it, either. Blind like the three mice - Aksel - Apr 19, 2012 The bear wasn't showing itself and as it lumbered somewhere in the distance among the blackberry bushes Aksel turned his gaze back to the wolf. One of his ears turned, following the she-wolf as she moved to position herself nearer; he didn't like her circling. He gave her a mild look when she stopped as if to reprimand her gently, though it had a hint of humor. Vrikstein gave him a lot to think about and was usually after Aksel had made an impulsive decision that he find time to think about what he was doing. This never helped since he would usually find himself belly deep in trouble by the time his mind was suggesting that his plan hadn't been a good idea. They were looking at him oddly and he was pretty sure he was in one of those situations again. But there was a problem. Vrikstein was right. He was being careless and letting his impulses control his decisions. He eyed Pakuna. Was she in a pack? He had guessed that she was but now that he examined his line of thinking, it was not very concrete. Aksel smiled, though his lips barely moved, and then sighed heavily through his nose. Vrikstein was clearly a very thoughtful wolf and Aksel could appreciate. It made him interesting. ”You're right. I'm being hasty. I've been on my own for a while and want to find myself a pack before I feel like running off. I feel... bored.” The simple confession made him feel a little more relaxed. That's what he wanted, he wanted a pack and other wolves to talk to and hunt with. Being a lone wolf didn't soon him and his mood was improving drastically even if Vrikstein had nearly taken him to the ground. His advice was good and he made a note to himself to go sniff around some borders if the she-wolf didn't become friendlier. While it may have seemed obvious to most wolves that crossing borders was a bad idea, Aksel had found himself drawn over many borders on his travels here. Most had ended in a scuffle or a chase and he was lucky that he hadn't had anything worse happen to him. It wasn't entirely his fault. Sometimes he would simply become too curious. But learning this lesson had made him wiser now, though he was inclined to sneak across a border if there was a pretty she-wolf. ”You haven't been invited or are you avoiding packs?” It was another example of how direct he could be. The question could have been too personal for strangers but he felt it good information to know. Vrikstein was a calm wolf that Aksel was quickly growing to like. If he was avoiding these packs perhaps he had a reason that he should know about. The she-wolf decided to speak then and he turned his brown eyes to her. She wasn't looking at him so he wasn't sure if she was talking to Vrikstein or himself but either way it was a negative comment. His lips tightened when she continued. She hadn't answered him. Again. Instead she informed him that not all wolves are nice and to keep his mouth in check. This made Aksel bristle somewhat and he eyed her silently for several long moments. His fur gradually smoothed and he snorted lightly through his nose as he allowed a larger smile to curl crookedly across his muzzle. ”I'll be sure to watch out for the bad wolves, Pakuna. And yes, it does seem that I'm very lucky you're kind. But I wonder why you're avoiding my question? Vrikstein may have knocked me to my senses yet again about coming with you directly, but I am still curious. I guess I will try to make it as simple as I can; do you belong to a pack?” His tone, unknowingly to him, had become somewhat patronizing. That she was being so difficult bothered him. Aksel tried to be patient but it was difficult for him. He was beginning to wonder if he should just let it go. But then, he was also stubborn. A quick glance out over the field revealed that the bear still hadn't come out but he was still alert. He wouldn't be found dozing when there was a creature like that around. He frowned and quirked his ears thoughtfully. Now that he had found some wolves, he didn't want them to go. But he knew that they would. The urge to keep them close baffled him but he decided not to let it show. He'd just been lonely, that was all. He'd settle down once he found himself a pack. |