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Catagories: +Anima and Harry Potter
Rating: K+
Story: The Trials of a Mutt and His Wolf
Chapter 1: In Which the Wolf saves the Mutt
Published: Monday October 17, 2011
Word Count: 1,405
Edited: ?
Warning: Stealing and usage of the word 'Hell'
Run.
That is possibly the most important thing to a child such as he- to know when to run and be able to keep running. As long as he kept going everything would be fine, it just had to. But he's not making any sense right now, that is not good. Confusion can lead to capture so he must concentrate and bring order to his chaotic thoughts. His name was Sirius, he no longer had a last name and he did not care for his middle one. He was born August 17, 325. He had left home in the year 330, some time before his fifth birthday. Right now it was June 7, 332 and he had grown aware of the world around him a bit more then he was previous to his escape from home.
He learned many things, both good and bad. Sirius learned prejudices and corruption. The odd mixture of fear and excitement humans had for the unknown. The dangers of drunken anger and slave capturers. The importance of learning how to hunt and fish as well as gather. The nicessity of shoes and warm clothes during winter. How to work and sew well enough that he wouldn't need to get rid of clothes from a few holes, though he was not particularly good at it. He knew how to blend into crowds and how to clean a cut enough that it wouldn't change colors- which not only made it look gross but made him dizzy and sick and the spot hurt more then it should. He was aquanted with hunger, ecspecially in those first months, that aqauntince had led to his knowledge of stealing. He knew how to fight, a bit as it was mostly scratching and biting. He had learned all these things but still the most important thing he knew was to run.
He knew he wasn't particularily strong and for a child of his age he was on the small side. He could be overpowered fairly easily and that is dangerous because it led to injury and if he were injured he would most likely die from not being able to get food. He couldn't learn how to fight, it took time and he had no one to practice with who wasn't trying to hurt him. So he learned to run instead, he did it often enough that it was second nature. It had helped that his anima had added to his speed and stamina, but it wasn't a suprise as dogs were excellent runners. Sometimes it wasn't worth using his anima as it made the humans who had missed his mark, an odd square-shaped paw print on his right hand, angrier and more determind to capture him.
At the moment though, he was fleeing from an outraged butcher who's rather large knife was quite terrifying- not that he'd admit he was afraid out loud though. Maybe the extra speed was needed if he wanted to escape injury and keep the dinner he had stolen- a plump and mouthwatering sauge link that was long enough to be wrapped around as a loose necklace with some meat trailing in the air over his shoulders as he ran. Sirius glanced back at the butcher, gulping as he saw the man gaining on him due to his larger legs. He stumbled over a rock and quickly turned his attention forwards lest he tripped.
Fur, ears, teeth, claws, tail, paws- dog.
He sighed in relief as he felt the change overcome him. His feet, which were shoeless due to it being summer and he sold them in the late spring to buy different ones in early midfall so they were still in good condition for winter, morphed into paw with small nails peeking from the fur. Furry black ears grew from equally black hair, finger nails blackened and sharpened as the grew also. He knew from experiance that his teeth had also sharpened and grew, though only mildly as the needed to fit inside his small mouth. He was not entirely sure how the change happenes, he just knew that thinking of a dog turned him into one- partially.
Spying a narrow ally Sirius grinned and ducked into it, inwardly cursing that it was a dead end. He glanced arround desperately as the butcher turned into the ally. His brow furrowed as he saw a tuff of light brown fur appear in the right corner, a head poked from the corner- light brown hair and ears along with a slightly darker shade of brown eyes- along with a hand that jestured for him to follow before disapearing again. Sirius blinked, glanced back one more time at the advancing butcher before darting into the small hole in the right corner the other had dissapeared from.
The boy smiled at him as he stood up, the hole having been linked to another allyway, before tugging him away. The boy's anima was similar to his the only differences were fur color and how his paws were more foot shaped the Sirius' paws were, this made him wonder if the boy was also a dog +Anima. The boy led him through many allys until they reached the southern edge of the town that consited of a forest that was untamed and uncut unlike the northern end. Sirius sniffed before darting off, this time he was dragging the boy. A few yards in he stopped at a large and twisted tree, he glanced a the bemused boy before starting to dig.
"Not to be rude...but what the hell are you doing?" the boy demended, though it seemed more like a guestion.
Sirius ignored him and continued digging, grinning when the boy huffed and started muttering about rude mutts who should learn to answer questions. He stood suddenly and held up the sack he unburied before answering, "It has all my stuff inside."
The boy blinked, "Alright...why did you drag me here?"
"What's your name?" Sirius countered, carefully starting to unwrap the sasuages.
"I-i..b-beg your pardon?" The boy stuttered.
Sirius waved him off as he concentrated on the meat, "I can't keep refuring to you as 'The Boy' now can i? My name's Sirius by the way." he added as an afterthought.
"..Remus.."The boy answered, amused against his will with how the sentence was worded. "You never told me why you dragged me here."
"Well, Remus?" Sirius mumbled before pressing on, pulling off the sasuages and putting on the bag. "Right, Remus. I wanted to thank you, that was a bad spot you saved me from. And as i was stealing food i belive its only fitting i share the spoils."
Remus stared at the offered meat before hesitantly taking it, he was rather hungry.
"What's with you?" Sirius asked a moment after they had settled into eating the sasuages.
"Nothing!" Remus replied imediantly before haltingly speaking. "I..well just left home."
"They throw you out?" Sirius nodded at the flush that appeared on the other boy. "Never mind, that your story. Why help me though?"
"Er...would you accept that i only helped because you needed it?" Remus asked and the other's raised brow continued. "'Course not..I never met another +Anima before and i figured if i helped you you could help me on learning how to..live with it."
"You got your's recently then." Sirius stated. "I've had mine over a year, i guess the most important thing is to avoid showing you anima in public- it angers many people." He stood straight then, having been leaning against a tree, and started walking. He paused and looked back at Remus. "You comming?"
"What?" Remus started, obviously not having expected this.
Sirius gave a lopsided smile, "I can't teach you if you don't come with me, lets travel together. Oh! And what is you anima, it's close to mine- a dog- but still not."
Remus grinned and stepped towards the other canine, "I'm a wolf."
