Waking the next morning to see Vulpes' head in my lap, a Legionnaire standing guard further away from us, who seemed unhappy about getting less sleep. I sat up and caressed his head, his eyes cracking open before he smiled; the usually hard look across his face wasn't there, until he sat up. "Mornin'" I said, not getting a response from Vulpes so I rolled my eyes and got up. A new found energy propelling me as I picked up our stuff and headed inside, going to itch my head I felt my hand bump into something furry, realizing it was Vulpes' hood from the night before I blushed. Looking over at Vulpes I noticed a smirk flash on his face before turning to get something to eat. I left the hood on; knowing that it was his way of marking me, telling the other's that I was his. 'Typical Alpha Male….' I thought as I walked out of the cave, Raul behind me as we went hunting for something to make into jerky for the haul to REPCONN. While on our way I was going to go visit Boone, since he only knew that I was a Slave for the Legion and not that I am fucking one regularly.
Three hours later we were back and smoking the meat that we had gotten, it was from some wild Brahmins but I didn't complain, good food was hard to find these days… and my garden of food in the Lucky 38 was miles away at the moment. "When we get back to the Lucky 38 I'll make us some apple steaks to celebrate the new member we just added to our little hoodlum family heh, I think your going to like our little gang Raul, we've got Rose of Sharon Cassidy, she's our Whiskey Rose. Rex the cybernetic Robot dog, who hates hats and rats… because rats rhyme with hats, Veronica our little punches everything gal, Arcade Gannon, our doctor… well he says he's only a researcher but he's a good field Medic, Craig Boone, who is a ex-NCR sniper and a bad conversationalist… and now you!" I patted Raul's shoulder and sighed. "Welcome, to my little insane asylum, population….7… I think heh, I don't feel like counting…"
Walking around by myself outside the cave I turned Radio New Vegas on, singing Ain't That a Kick in the Head as I did a stomp dance, making me feel like I was in Africa, a place I had recently read about. A light growl sounded from behind me and I turned, sitting a few yards away was a wolf pup. He looked scared and lost. I turned off the radio and bent down to its level "Oh hey there little guy, you look lost…" I stretched my hand out and the pup came closer, giving me a sniff before looking me in the eyes. I felt obligated immediately to help the pup find its home. "Come here chein…." I whispered as I crawled over to the small animal and lightly picked it up, it playfully nibbled at my fingers and I knew that it wasn't going to attack. Standing slowly I tucked the very small wolf into my arms, the pup as close to my body as possible, I thought for a minute before walking in the direction of a wolf den near by. My weapons laid forgotten back at the cave; if I needed one I would have to rely on my hands, boxing tape being freshly stuck on them before I left. Scratching at the little pup I looked up the hill, the den was a little ways up from here so I begun walking up it, the pup getting more and more excited as we ascended further up the hill. A large opening signaled the entrance of the den from in between two cliffs.
The pup squirmed happily so I set it down; the pup running into the den, I waited the little pup came running back out with a few others in tow. They all jumped at my legs and I bent down to pet them as the older wolves all slowly approached, I kneeled to the Alpha male and female, they seemed to understand that I meant them no harm because the female came closer and sat down. I smiled, knowing to keep my mouth closed since barring your teeth meant you were angry and wanted to fight. I brought my hand out palm up, waiting for her to lower her head before turning it over to lightly pet at her head. I was accepted into the Wolf Pack, I would always be a member.
Walking back to the cave late that night was easy due to the pack bringing me back. I turned back in time to watch them saunter off into the distance, a smile crossed my face, turning back I nearly screamed. Standing in front of me was the angriest looking Fox Man I have ever seen, Vulpes "Where the hell where you!?" He whisper yelled at me, I slumped my shoulders "Out… I'm back aren't I?" That didn't reduce his anger, I sighed "I was out listening to the radio, a wolf pup found me and I brought it home, got accepted into the pack annnnnd-" I had to take a deep breath before continuing "They brought me home…"
