Hello! This is my first time writing a fanfic in years, so forgive me if my writing is a little rusty. I figured I wanted to try my hand at writing a longer story. Until now I didn't have much of a taste for anything other than one shots. So here we go! This is a very short start to just test things out.
This story IS going to have BL/yaoi/shounen-ai or w/e you may want to call it. It wont happen until a lot later, but I promise there will DEFINITELY be a lemon :3
This is at a point in the story where the group is no longer with Cheza. This basically happens at a point after Darcia has stolen Cheza away. And yes I know they're in the north and only come across snowy places, but we're pretending this place is really hot and dry. Also, Blue isn't in this story because I don't really care for her character, sorry guys!
One last note... when I have a name at the beginning of a paragraph, that means the story is being told from that character's point of view. Once the paragraph is finished, it goes back to 3rd person.
~~~~ Desert Flower - A Beginning ~~~~
Kiba:
I could tell this leg of the journey was particularly hard for everyone. I could feel the ache starting to set into my own bones. I shut my eyes for a brief second as we continue to run. It's been three days since we've had food. We run all night and most of the day, only seeking shelter during the hottest parts of the afternoon when even the buzzards are too timid to temp the burning sun. If it wasn't for the rising sun and moon, I'm sure none of us would be aware of time passing any more. All we see before us are dead trees and dried up lake beds. All we see behind us is scorched earth and bleached animal bones. Those bones glaring in the sun are our constant reminder of just how dangerous our journey really is. I can tell that if we don't find food and water soon, we're not going to make it. Still, there's no way to go but forward.
Tsume:
That stupid ass, he thinks he knows everything, but look where he's gotten us this time. We're in the middle of the dessert and there's no food or water to be found. I still have no idea why I followed him out here. If they weren't the only wolves around I swear… tch. We better find something soon, or his pretty boy fur is going to start looking awfully tasty.
Hige stopped suddenly and sniffed the air, nose pointed to the sky.
"Why did you stop Hige?" asked Toboe.
"Let me guess, you smell food?" came Tsume's snide remark as usual. Hige rolled his eyes.
"Maybe if you guys would be quite I could tell you," he replied. "There's food, I can smell it. A whole bunch of it, and it's over there!" Hige pointed off to the East, drool already dripping from his mouth. Suddenly he started to sprint in that direction, the group following quickly behind. It wasn't long before they smelt it too. But not just smelt it, they could hear it. Sizzling, popping, boiling, they could hear all the different kinds of ways to make food just beyond the horizon. As they ran up a large cracked and dry hill, they saw it, an oasis. It was in the valley of some non-descript desert hills, each one exactly like the rest.
The town was rich in color with green foliage surrounding its outskirts and wild animals roaming the watery banks of a small pond right outside the walls. It might as well have been paradise itself for the starving wolves as they rushed towards the clamor and lights of the city.
"Food, I can't even believe it, I'm not imaging this am I?" Hige asked as he continued his sprint undeterred.
"We'll stuff ourselves so full we won't have to eat for weeks!" Toboe exclaimed. "Right Tsume?" The wolf in question just made a grunting noise and looked at Toboe with an annoyed expression. The sudden loud grumble from his stomach betrayed his detached look, and the group laughed. It was their first laugh in a long time.
As they reached the gates of the desert oasis, they slowed their run to a walk and composed themselves, transforming into their human disguises.
Tsume:
Look at him, our fearless leader; he doesn't even care about food and rest. All he cares about is getting his damn Cheza back. Well I think we're better off without her, at least those men who reek of nobles don't chase after us anymore. Just like her, she always reeked of nobles, nobles and that sickeningly sweet scent of flowers. What kind of leader has his head stuck in the clouds over some woman. No, excuse me, she's not even human. What could she possibly have that… well never mind. It's no use letting her hold my attention as well, besides there are more important things to think about, like sweet, succulent meat.
Toboe looked over at his companions. Kiba was still as distracted as ever, always had been ever since Darcia had stolen Cheza away. It was worrying the whole group. Even Tsume, who's guise of not caring was almost flawless, let a troubled expression flash across his face every so often while looking at the white wolf. Tsume himself was as cold and closed off as ever, despite Toboe's continued attempts at befriending him. Thankfully, Hige was warm and kind towards him, and it gave the whole group a little hope, even if they didn't want to admit it. Toboe himself did everything he could to not hold the group back and prove he was more than just a little kid.
Toboe's thoughts were interrupted by Hige, "Ahhhh, it's a festival! How lucky!" The whole group looked around. Indeed some sort of festival seemed to be in full swing. Food was being cooked on every street corner, children ran around in colorful outfits with sparklers and kites, adults seemed jolly and bright, something you often didn't see in the world these days. The scene was gratefully welcomed by the weary wolves as they walked through the looming stone gates of the city.
