Lost Lake bad romance - Printable Version

Some miles away from the Tainn Eden walked his routine. The male, still unaware that a girl had slipped close to their borders. Instead the brown wolf enjoyed some hours alone while he could still feel the presence of his new family. Their scents were everywhere for him to follow, just like that Eden was oddly aware of Ash's scent. The strict Leader had been hunting on Eden, in the man's dream that was. Well he would not be surprised if his dreams became reality. Ash had his ghostly presence Eden amazed and scared at the same time. Right now he was not the lowest anymore, Kamota was. Ouch, it actually hurt him to think he pushed the friendly male to the lower his rank. The challenge had been peaceful and short. He wanted to come higher and the other male didn't treasure his position. It was just so simple but Eden could still not get rid of the nasty feelings. I'll show him what I'm capable of, Eden promised to his fellow member in silence. He had too, Kamota said he trusted him. It was his responsibility to let the man not regret his choice. He may not know how much the words meant for Eden. That simple sentence gave him a extra push into the right directions. He needed it. The next who was waiting for him was the iron male with less words than himself. The image of Steel appeared right before his eyes. It would be a though one.

Something smells odd.

Steel was shoved to the back of his mind. Nose pointed leeward he examined the air.

Who is this?

A member? No the smell was different but on the other side the scent told him it was a pack one.

A little scoff darkened the brown face. Better to go after it. He didn't know what to expect so close by the borders, before Ash would arrive first. His paws (a bit scarred with the rocky underground but he praised his knowledge he had prevented bloody prints) began to run after the scent. With his nose a bit higher in the air to keep track. The scent and his paws allured Eden back toward the lake. Laying their in her glorious ways it mirrored the sky. The sea eyes had a couple of seconds before he actually saw the littler body. Raising his tail and head appropriate to his rank and owner of the land he went up.

Yearling.

Again the expression darkened his brown face, in worry. What did a yearling do this close? A soft groan came out the back of his throat, letting the younger one know of his presence. Eden wasn't a baddie, he didn't want to scare her. The tawny girl sat down, from the little hint of blood he smelled he closed into her. 'Are your paws okay?' His husky voice cold but it couldn't cover his worry. The girl may be one year already it was not more than a big grown cub. If he was right she should be around the age of Belladonna. The princess of their pack, Eden knew little of her. Taima, the Grizzly girl should be also that age. Awaiting he simply stared in her eyes. Green ones.