Keiba looked intently at the full moon and remembered an old memory of his
cub years. He was a white furred wolf as was his playmate's fur. He was
rambunctious and she wasn't. He was a leader and she was a follower. He was
a strong and beautiful wolf, loved by on lookers, while she was the most
mystifying creature of any era. She had deep sea blue craters of wonder and
curiosity in her huge eyes, and he had the piercing golden eyes of a normal
wolf. Both were born only weeks apart and each were as close as brothers
and sisters were, though they weren't even of the same family or even the
same tribe.
Keiba was from the Nicosia clan, and she was from the Arminta, but every
day they managed to elude their parents and alpha leaders, to escape the
world of honor and rules, and play down by the river. It was beautiful down
by the water, especially in the full-moonlight, as the water would take on
the appearance of millions of tiny precious gems, sparkling like tiny stars
in the night sky.
But what made the entire valley beautiful that one night they were both
just barely older then cubs and well on their way to adolescent-hood, were
the thousands upon thousands of Lunar Flowers that sprouted only once every
ten years and granted the newborn wolves special powers to keep the species
going, even after all the years of being ruthlessly hunted and preyed on
because of their supposed viciousness. These flowers granted the wolves a
special gift. The gift to change shape and become whatever kept them from
being killed off, but the gift came with a price, that if the wolves ever
lost sight of their homeland, or forgot their past, they would be
transported to every corner of the globe and made to find their way back.
For years the wolves did as the old ones said and told the story of their
beginning to every generation that followed, but by accident, their home
was invaded by humans and the flowers destroyed; and because of all this
chaos, the story and its meaning were lost, sending the once magnificent
wolves to every corner of the planet and leaving them stranded to find
their way back... But this sad story is after Keiba and his playmate's turn.
"Keiba!" Luna screamed to her best-friend, "Papa, is gonna' be so mad at me
for not watching the young ones tonight! Please slow dow-" She smacked
right into Keiba when he halted without warning. Her nose hurt, and she saw
red splotches of light burst in front of her eyes for a moment, but she
quickly regained her composure and batted Keiba's back playfully with her
big paw, "what's wrong with you? You're so strange tonight. Like you know
something I don't."
Her white, male friend lifted his nose to the air and sniffed it for a long
few moments, before trotting quickly forward and continuing the questions
Luna was so good at asking. Where are we going? What are you doing? Keiba
always had to wonder if she had to ask so many questions, but he bit his
tongue because he knew he asked just as many as she did, maybe even more.
"Stop, Keiba," she ordered, her voice rather too faint for his liking. He
turned around swiftly and saw she was a good many yards away, liking her
paw and angrily trying to bite something in her pad.
"What'd you do this time?" He asked not too nicely, still racing over to
her side and looking over her wound. It was a large thorn and her fur was
blocking any and all attempts she made to get to it, but she wasn't willing
to give the fight up so easily without taking something with her, and she
managed to rip both fur and bits of thorn piece away, before giving up and
whining for help.
Keiba sighed, "You are such a slow sloth. If you were a bunny I bet you
would have been eaten for dinner a long time ago." He nibbled lightly at
her paw and got his teeth round the main part of the thorn and ripped it
out swiftly. Luna yelped her surprise and then smacked Keiba for not giving
future warning.
"You wouldn't eat me," she muttered as they were finally back on the road
again, walking down the path leading to the ravine.
"And why wouldn't I?" He again paused to sniff the air and found it sweet
and continued.
She thought for a moment and nipped his rear to get his attention, "because
you would think I was the most beautiful bunny in the world, and you would
capture me, put me in a cage and keep me forever and ever."
"What a world you live in, Luna. Believe me, if I could get rid of you... no
wait, if there WAS a way to get rid of you, I would do it," he said out
loud, and got a certain satisfaction when she gasped and tried to trip him
up, but he was faster and raced down the side of the ravine with her in hot
pursuit.
She took a long and steady leap into the air, her body almost flying as she
spotted her target and jumped right on it. Keiba didn't even stand a
chance, before he knew what had hit him; he was down on the ground and
begging for the mercy of the Oh Jumpy One before she allowed him to get up.
"All right, all right! I give up, you rule the leaping contest, just don't
sit on me again."
"And why shouldn't I?" She asked coyly, nuzzling her pink nose against his
black one and snorting. He sneezed and she sneezed back, then they both
went into a fit of laughter before falling to the ground in a heap and
licking each other's neck.
Luna closed her eyes and made a happy growl of pleasure in her throat as he
nibbled lightly at the soft downy fur of her under belly. But she quickly
regained sight of her curiosity and batted him away playfully. "Oh stop
it!" She growled, "You're just trying to butter me up aren't you?"
He grunted and licked her face, "now why would I do that?" His innocent
face just looked too cute to pass up and Luna bite his ear to make him
realize that she wasn't kidding.
"All right! Sheesh you spoil sport. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess
you'll chew my ear off before that happens." He scratched his chin with his
hind leg and sat up, pulling her with him and looking out to the horizon.
"See the moon?" He asked, making her nod when she saw the white circle
slowly rising from behind the mountains in the distance.
"Yes? What about it? I see the moon every night, especially when I howl to
it."
"Ah yes and it's called baying, Luna But have you ever seen it on a night
like tonight?"
She snorted, "there's nothing different about tonight, except that you
dragged me away from my den, telling me that you had something to ask me."
She stretched her legs and lay down in the nice, soft grass.
"But tonight is different, Luna!" He exclaimed, taken back by the fact that
she didn't know what night it was tonight. He wondered if her parents had
told her that tonight was the night, the night to become something
wonderful. A night to end all nights.
"Why is it?" She persisted to ask, but she got no answer, except a "just
you wait and watch" look from her friend.
She turned to the horizon again and felt the wonderful energy of being a
wolf flowing through her body. Her eyes strayed to Keiba as he stared
intently on his prize, the silver orb that guarded the night sky, and she
saw his passion and his love for being the creature he was in those lively
gold eyes. She saw those eyes and sighed softly, but softly enough so he
wouldn't hear the agony in that bedraggled exhaling of breath. He had
caused that sigh and the pain in her heart since he had told her a few
months back that he had found the love of his life and was going to ask her
to be his mate when they were old enough. At first Luna thought it to be
her, but as she continued through the weeks later, she began to think
otherwise of it, as Keiba began to spend less and less time with her and
more and more time with a young female wolf around their age in his clan.
This insult to Luna hit her heart deeply and she felt as if he had stabbed
her through the heart and was twisting the blade for a more agonizing
death.
Why don't you see? She asked herself, pleading with her mind that he
would feel her pain and see how ache he was doing to her heart by bringing
her out here with no intent except to tell her that they could no longer be
friends because his new future mate thought he was spending too much time
with her. Well Luna was going to end this now, as quickly and painlessly as
possible, more quickly then anything so she could run home and cry her eyes
out in her mothers fur.
"Keiba?" She started, taking a slow and heavy breath.
"Shh... watch," he said, putting his paw on her back and motioning her to be
quiet.
"Keiba, this is important-"
"And so is this."
"This isn't some game! I'm trying to tell you that we can't be friends
anymore!" She shrieked at him. At first he didn't make a move, then again
nothing did, she thought time itself had stopped and left her in the
moment, but then she found that Keiba's slow and steady breathing was the
only thing keeping her from the parallel universe where time stopped.
Then it happened, it started in the distance and came at them so quickly
and wonderfully, that neither of them would forget it. The Lunar flowers
all at once began to bloom, each in its own shade of white, and matching
the moon in its ever-silent beauty.
Luna gasped and looked over the scene unfolding in front of her eyes, then
she turned to Keiba and saw glistening tears in his eyes, and a pain in
those golden, green iris flecked eyes that she had to wonder who was really
the bad wolf here, her or him?
"I'm sorry for everything I've ever done wrong to you, Luna. I didn't think
you took everything so seriously, or I never would have done them. Please
just don't leave me," he nearly sobbed and threw himself into her white
fur, his snow-white fur against her creamy white coat.
She was so stunned by his tears and sobs that she couldn't speak, and just
lay her head on top of his and licked his fur with her tongue. "Please
don't cry, Keiba, I won't ever leave you."
"But you said-"
"I know what I said, but I said it because... because I thought you were
going to say it to me first."
He lifted his head up and looked into her deep and entrancing eyes, "why
would I ever say that?"
She looked away from him, completely ashamed that he would ever forsake
her, even for a mate. "Because I heard you and Carasue talking the night
before last... and I heard you say were going to ask the prettiest female in
the clan to be your mate." Her eyes cast down to the ground and she pulled
away from him, "and I got jealous, because that would mean you and I
couldn't be friends anymore." She sniffled and laid her head on her paws,
"I'm sorry I was jealous, but I didn't want to lose you. You're my-"
"Be my mate," he said suddenly, causing her to eye him closely.
"What did you say?"
"Be my mate," he offered again, his eyes pleadingly staring into hers
gently.
"You want me to be your... mate? But I thought you were talking about,
Rejinga. You said-"
"'The prettiest girl in the tribe,' I know. But haven't you been told yet?
Our alpha males are planning to join our clans together and form and
alliance because ours is getting up in years and my father refuses to take
his place. So, Bengal is handing it over to, Gozilyn to keep until a
suitable male comes forward to take his place." He sat up and stood over
her, rubbing his nose into her fur and lightly pushing her pressure point
on her neck. She moaned lowly and batted him with her paw tenderly, "you
are the most arrogant and pompous wolfling I'll ever meet."
Keiba licked her nose, "and you're the most beautiful wolf in the valley."
She smiled and felt Lunar flower dust tickling her belly and nose. She
sneezed and closed her eyes, feeling a drowsiness she had never felt before
suddenly come over her and she fell asleep.
He saw the dust working its magic on his future mate and had to grin, she
was even more mystifying when she slept. He fell on top of her and felt the
change in both their bodies just before he fell into unconsciousness.
"Food!" A familiar voice yelled, and Keiba was thrown back from his world
of memories, to the present time, his unrelenting world of pain and agony
at the strikingly young age of twenty.
Keiba was the first to leap his way over the mangy mutts in front of him
and get first pickings. He sniffed the slop his master had given him to
share and dug quickly into it. The food tasted as bland and flavorless as
always and he detested it so, but his belly was growling angrily today
because he had taken on two dogs worth of work due to one of the dogs in
the pack had fallen ill and died the night before, so leaving the man Keiba
called Master in kind of a bind. Master, decided then to make Keiba be a
two teamer and use him to pull twice what he normally would.
Now at the end of this long and grueling day, Keiba stood finishing off his
meal and baring his teeth at any dogs that tried to steal his food. But
something seemed to catch his attention and divert it elsewhere, he was
more distracted today then any other time, maybe it was because he smelled
something in the air, or maybe it was that winter was coming soon and he
was trying to pack on extra pounds to keep warmer then last he had lat
year.
A black dog saw his break and snatched up Keiba's last bit of food and run
away before Keiba could react, but the white wolf didn't see any point in
giving chase and using precious energy that he needed to store away, not
that he knew where to store it because he used most of it to stay alive and
get by to the next day anyway.
Somewhere in the distance he heard a sound he hadn't heard in years and he
perked his ears up, as did the other mutts and they put their ears back
after they heard that noise and went into a hysteric bunch of yips and
screams of fright.
Keiba had heard a howl of a lonely wolf, and he knew he had to find it soon
because it was dying.
He leapt over the chain link fence supposed to keep the dogs in, but he had
done it so many times that Master had finally given up looking for him and
just let Keiba return when he was ready to get some grub and work another
day.
Keiba raced down the alleys and past the fish market, on the way he grabbed
a huge steak bone the butcher had thrown his way as he flashed by. "Good
dog, White!" The butcher had called to him; "you keep our streets safe
tonight ya here." It was as if the butcher knew Keiba could understand him,
but never really understood himself why he thought so.
Hegae slipped again on the iced over pond. "Damn!" He hissed out loud, his
legs struggling to hold his body weight, but he was exhausted and just fell
to the ice and lay there ready to die. He was too tired to go on anymore,
running from a drunkard and going without food for over three weeks was not
something he had had in mind. He'd run from town to town to find a home, or
at least some food but everywhere he went, everything was picked clean,
from the streets and trash cans to the dead animals that would have died of
starvation form such conditions.
His tongue hung out as he panted wildly, "some time to go," he muttered,
"and after I promised Ata that I would come back and get her before spring
came."
"You're not going to die here are you?" Someone asked from above Hegae's
line of sight.
"Why not? I seem to have run outa energy. And why live? There's nothing to
live for," Hegae growled out, "now leave me alone and go away."
Keiba dropped the steak bone on Hegae's head and walked away, his job was
done, and if this brown-furred wolf wanted to live then he would get up and
eat the steak then follow Keiba back to Master's house
cub years. He was a white furred wolf as was his playmate's fur. He was
rambunctious and she wasn't. He was a leader and she was a follower. He was
a strong and beautiful wolf, loved by on lookers, while she was the most
mystifying creature of any era. She had deep sea blue craters of wonder and
curiosity in her huge eyes, and he had the piercing golden eyes of a normal
wolf. Both were born only weeks apart and each were as close as brothers
and sisters were, though they weren't even of the same family or even the
same tribe.
Keiba was from the Nicosia clan, and she was from the Arminta, but every
day they managed to elude their parents and alpha leaders, to escape the
world of honor and rules, and play down by the river. It was beautiful down
by the water, especially in the full-moonlight, as the water would take on
the appearance of millions of tiny precious gems, sparkling like tiny stars
in the night sky.
But what made the entire valley beautiful that one night they were both
just barely older then cubs and well on their way to adolescent-hood, were
the thousands upon thousands of Lunar Flowers that sprouted only once every
ten years and granted the newborn wolves special powers to keep the species
going, even after all the years of being ruthlessly hunted and preyed on
because of their supposed viciousness. These flowers granted the wolves a
special gift. The gift to change shape and become whatever kept them from
being killed off, but the gift came with a price, that if the wolves ever
lost sight of their homeland, or forgot their past, they would be
transported to every corner of the globe and made to find their way back.
For years the wolves did as the old ones said and told the story of their
beginning to every generation that followed, but by accident, their home
was invaded by humans and the flowers destroyed; and because of all this
chaos, the story and its meaning were lost, sending the once magnificent
wolves to every corner of the planet and leaving them stranded to find
their way back... But this sad story is after Keiba and his playmate's turn.
"Keiba!" Luna screamed to her best-friend, "Papa, is gonna' be so mad at me
for not watching the young ones tonight! Please slow dow-" She smacked
right into Keiba when he halted without warning. Her nose hurt, and she saw
red splotches of light burst in front of her eyes for a moment, but she
quickly regained her composure and batted Keiba's back playfully with her
big paw, "what's wrong with you? You're so strange tonight. Like you know
something I don't."
Her white, male friend lifted his nose to the air and sniffed it for a long
few moments, before trotting quickly forward and continuing the questions
Luna was so good at asking. Where are we going? What are you doing? Keiba
always had to wonder if she had to ask so many questions, but he bit his
tongue because he knew he asked just as many as she did, maybe even more.
"Stop, Keiba," she ordered, her voice rather too faint for his liking. He
turned around swiftly and saw she was a good many yards away, liking her
paw and angrily trying to bite something in her pad.
"What'd you do this time?" He asked not too nicely, still racing over to
her side and looking over her wound. It was a large thorn and her fur was
blocking any and all attempts she made to get to it, but she wasn't willing
to give the fight up so easily without taking something with her, and she
managed to rip both fur and bits of thorn piece away, before giving up and
whining for help.
Keiba sighed, "You are such a slow sloth. If you were a bunny I bet you
would have been eaten for dinner a long time ago." He nibbled lightly at
her paw and got his teeth round the main part of the thorn and ripped it
out swiftly. Luna yelped her surprise and then smacked Keiba for not giving
future warning.
"You wouldn't eat me," she muttered as they were finally back on the road
again, walking down the path leading to the ravine.
"And why wouldn't I?" He again paused to sniff the air and found it sweet
and continued.
She thought for a moment and nipped his rear to get his attention, "because
you would think I was the most beautiful bunny in the world, and you would
capture me, put me in a cage and keep me forever and ever."
"What a world you live in, Luna. Believe me, if I could get rid of you... no
wait, if there WAS a way to get rid of you, I would do it," he said out
loud, and got a certain satisfaction when she gasped and tried to trip him
up, but he was faster and raced down the side of the ravine with her in hot
pursuit.
She took a long and steady leap into the air, her body almost flying as she
spotted her target and jumped right on it. Keiba didn't even stand a
chance, before he knew what had hit him; he was down on the ground and
begging for the mercy of the Oh Jumpy One before she allowed him to get up.
"All right, all right! I give up, you rule the leaping contest, just don't
sit on me again."
"And why shouldn't I?" She asked coyly, nuzzling her pink nose against his
black one and snorting. He sneezed and she sneezed back, then they both
went into a fit of laughter before falling to the ground in a heap and
licking each other's neck.
Luna closed her eyes and made a happy growl of pleasure in her throat as he
nibbled lightly at the soft downy fur of her under belly. But she quickly
regained sight of her curiosity and batted him away playfully. "Oh stop
it!" She growled, "You're just trying to butter me up aren't you?"
He grunted and licked her face, "now why would I do that?" His innocent
face just looked too cute to pass up and Luna bite his ear to make him
realize that she wasn't kidding.
"All right! Sheesh you spoil sport. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess
you'll chew my ear off before that happens." He scratched his chin with his
hind leg and sat up, pulling her with him and looking out to the horizon.
"See the moon?" He asked, making her nod when she saw the white circle
slowly rising from behind the mountains in the distance.
"Yes? What about it? I see the moon every night, especially when I howl to
it."
"Ah yes and it's called baying, Luna But have you ever seen it on a night
like tonight?"
She snorted, "there's nothing different about tonight, except that you
dragged me away from my den, telling me that you had something to ask me."
She stretched her legs and lay down in the nice, soft grass.
"But tonight is different, Luna!" He exclaimed, taken back by the fact that
she didn't know what night it was tonight. He wondered if her parents had
told her that tonight was the night, the night to become something
wonderful. A night to end all nights.
"Why is it?" She persisted to ask, but she got no answer, except a "just
you wait and watch" look from her friend.
She turned to the horizon again and felt the wonderful energy of being a
wolf flowing through her body. Her eyes strayed to Keiba as he stared
intently on his prize, the silver orb that guarded the night sky, and she
saw his passion and his love for being the creature he was in those lively
gold eyes. She saw those eyes and sighed softly, but softly enough so he
wouldn't hear the agony in that bedraggled exhaling of breath. He had
caused that sigh and the pain in her heart since he had told her a few
months back that he had found the love of his life and was going to ask her
to be his mate when they were old enough. At first Luna thought it to be
her, but as she continued through the weeks later, she began to think
otherwise of it, as Keiba began to spend less and less time with her and
more and more time with a young female wolf around their age in his clan.
This insult to Luna hit her heart deeply and she felt as if he had stabbed
her through the heart and was twisting the blade for a more agonizing
death.
Why don't you see? She asked herself, pleading with her mind that he
would feel her pain and see how ache he was doing to her heart by bringing
her out here with no intent except to tell her that they could no longer be
friends because his new future mate thought he was spending too much time
with her. Well Luna was going to end this now, as quickly and painlessly as
possible, more quickly then anything so she could run home and cry her eyes
out in her mothers fur.
"Keiba?" She started, taking a slow and heavy breath.
"Shh... watch," he said, putting his paw on her back and motioning her to be
quiet.
"Keiba, this is important-"
"And so is this."
"This isn't some game! I'm trying to tell you that we can't be friends
anymore!" She shrieked at him. At first he didn't make a move, then again
nothing did, she thought time itself had stopped and left her in the
moment, but then she found that Keiba's slow and steady breathing was the
only thing keeping her from the parallel universe where time stopped.
Then it happened, it started in the distance and came at them so quickly
and wonderfully, that neither of them would forget it. The Lunar flowers
all at once began to bloom, each in its own shade of white, and matching
the moon in its ever-silent beauty.
Luna gasped and looked over the scene unfolding in front of her eyes, then
she turned to Keiba and saw glistening tears in his eyes, and a pain in
those golden, green iris flecked eyes that she had to wonder who was really
the bad wolf here, her or him?
"I'm sorry for everything I've ever done wrong to you, Luna. I didn't think
you took everything so seriously, or I never would have done them. Please
just don't leave me," he nearly sobbed and threw himself into her white
fur, his snow-white fur against her creamy white coat.
She was so stunned by his tears and sobs that she couldn't speak, and just
lay her head on top of his and licked his fur with her tongue. "Please
don't cry, Keiba, I won't ever leave you."
"But you said-"
"I know what I said, but I said it because... because I thought you were
going to say it to me first."
He lifted his head up and looked into her deep and entrancing eyes, "why
would I ever say that?"
She looked away from him, completely ashamed that he would ever forsake
her, even for a mate. "Because I heard you and Carasue talking the night
before last... and I heard you say were going to ask the prettiest female in
the clan to be your mate." Her eyes cast down to the ground and she pulled
away from him, "and I got jealous, because that would mean you and I
couldn't be friends anymore." She sniffled and laid her head on her paws,
"I'm sorry I was jealous, but I didn't want to lose you. You're my-"
"Be my mate," he said suddenly, causing her to eye him closely.
"What did you say?"
"Be my mate," he offered again, his eyes pleadingly staring into hers
gently.
"You want me to be your... mate? But I thought you were talking about,
Rejinga. You said-"
"'The prettiest girl in the tribe,' I know. But haven't you been told yet?
Our alpha males are planning to join our clans together and form and
alliance because ours is getting up in years and my father refuses to take
his place. So, Bengal is handing it over to, Gozilyn to keep until a
suitable male comes forward to take his place." He sat up and stood over
her, rubbing his nose into her fur and lightly pushing her pressure point
on her neck. She moaned lowly and batted him with her paw tenderly, "you
are the most arrogant and pompous wolfling I'll ever meet."
Keiba licked her nose, "and you're the most beautiful wolf in the valley."
She smiled and felt Lunar flower dust tickling her belly and nose. She
sneezed and closed her eyes, feeling a drowsiness she had never felt before
suddenly come over her and she fell asleep.
He saw the dust working its magic on his future mate and had to grin, she
was even more mystifying when she slept. He fell on top of her and felt the
change in both their bodies just before he fell into unconsciousness.
"Food!" A familiar voice yelled, and Keiba was thrown back from his world
of memories, to the present time, his unrelenting world of pain and agony
at the strikingly young age of twenty.
Keiba was the first to leap his way over the mangy mutts in front of him
and get first pickings. He sniffed the slop his master had given him to
share and dug quickly into it. The food tasted as bland and flavorless as
always and he detested it so, but his belly was growling angrily today
because he had taken on two dogs worth of work due to one of the dogs in
the pack had fallen ill and died the night before, so leaving the man Keiba
called Master in kind of a bind. Master, decided then to make Keiba be a
two teamer and use him to pull twice what he normally would.
Now at the end of this long and grueling day, Keiba stood finishing off his
meal and baring his teeth at any dogs that tried to steal his food. But
something seemed to catch his attention and divert it elsewhere, he was
more distracted today then any other time, maybe it was because he smelled
something in the air, or maybe it was that winter was coming soon and he
was trying to pack on extra pounds to keep warmer then last he had lat
year.
A black dog saw his break and snatched up Keiba's last bit of food and run
away before Keiba could react, but the white wolf didn't see any point in
giving chase and using precious energy that he needed to store away, not
that he knew where to store it because he used most of it to stay alive and
get by to the next day anyway.
Somewhere in the distance he heard a sound he hadn't heard in years and he
perked his ears up, as did the other mutts and they put their ears back
after they heard that noise and went into a hysteric bunch of yips and
screams of fright.
Keiba had heard a howl of a lonely wolf, and he knew he had to find it soon
because it was dying.
He leapt over the chain link fence supposed to keep the dogs in, but he had
done it so many times that Master had finally given up looking for him and
just let Keiba return when he was ready to get some grub and work another
day.
Keiba raced down the alleys and past the fish market, on the way he grabbed
a huge steak bone the butcher had thrown his way as he flashed by. "Good
dog, White!" The butcher had called to him; "you keep our streets safe
tonight ya here." It was as if the butcher knew Keiba could understand him,
but never really understood himself why he thought so.
Hegae slipped again on the iced over pond. "Damn!" He hissed out loud, his
legs struggling to hold his body weight, but he was exhausted and just fell
to the ice and lay there ready to die. He was too tired to go on anymore,
running from a drunkard and going without food for over three weeks was not
something he had had in mind. He'd run from town to town to find a home, or
at least some food but everywhere he went, everything was picked clean,
from the streets and trash cans to the dead animals that would have died of
starvation form such conditions.
His tongue hung out as he panted wildly, "some time to go," he muttered,
"and after I promised Ata that I would come back and get her before spring
came."
"You're not going to die here are you?" Someone asked from above Hegae's
line of sight.
"Why not? I seem to have run outa energy. And why live? There's nothing to
live for," Hegae growled out, "now leave me alone and go away."
Keiba dropped the steak bone on Hegae's head and walked away, his job was
done, and if this brown-furred wolf wanted to live then he would get up and
eat the steak then follow Keiba back to Master's house