Omnia Causa Fiunt
An Ed, Edd n' Eddy Fanfic
By Laevateinn102
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The canine lay sprawled out on the clammy grass, cradled by the roots of the tree he'd collapsed against the previous night. By then the day had come and gone, and the sky had reverted back into the indigo creature whose pelt was flecked with stars. His right ear pricked up and swivelled, rotating like a satellite dish, just picking up the faint, rolling chime of running water in the distance. The wolf licked his long muzzle with a red, glistening tongue, coating his black fur with thin strands of saliva. His throat was incredibly raspy, and this sensation was what forced him to stand.
The wolf stumbled at first, his legs lurching with awkward, jerky movements, with only the sound of a nearby stream guiding his steps. He eventually gathered momentum when the sweet scent of fresh water struck his nostrils, his tail swatting the air as it swayed left and right. His efforts were soon rewarded – the surface of the stream emerged into his line of sight through the trees, bathed with light from the waxing moon. The wolf lowered his head, his nose huffing up the cool air greedily, and he was soon lapping up gulps of water as fast as he could. His face was drenched with liquid, turning his once sleek coat into a soggy mess, but his large, sharp eyes were too focussed on his drink to care.
With his thirst now quenched, another unpleasant sensation gripped the wolf's body: the grumbling murmurs of hunger. He recalled how rough the previous night had been – he'd travelled a long way, but was unsure of what had driven him so far in the first place. He could remember something big… something tall and cold. It was thin and lithe, but great in number, with hole-like patterns that were wide enough to show him the outside world, yet not be able to touch it. He could also remember looking up at this strange set of patterns before scraping his claws at the earth, digging towards whatever awaited him on the other side. The sharp, blaring noises from the air still rang out in his mind's ears, raising the fur on the back of his neck. He had no idea what animal was capable of such cries, but he did know that it meant things – bad things – and he was glad to be far, far away from it.
Rustling. Movement. The wolf's ears snapped to attention. He raised his haunches, claws digging into the earth. More alien noises were coming from across the stream, but that didn't really matter. The wolf would have no problem sussing out wherever this creature was hiding. He drew back his lips into a snarl, exposing his yellowy fangs, and drew back his head, his vocal chords humming into a bone-chilling howl. Then he slunk into the bushes, eager and ready to start his hunt.
(A/N: Well hello there! Glad to see you made it this far (no, seriously, why are you reading this terrible fanfic when you could be reading something better, like the Twilight saga). This was actually a story I wrote when I was about 16, but never had the guts to finish it, so I thought I'd give it another try! I hope you like what you see here, and feel free to leave reviews and critiques – I don't bite, I promise!)
