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"Isn't it? I mean it doesn't have to be if you weren't asking me that," Abby said in a slightly disappointed tone.
"No that is exactly what I was asking," I said to her as we walked out into the woods.
"Perfect," she said with a smile.
We walked in the woods for a while side by side, our fur brushing, sneaking glances at each other and getting caught most of the time, our tails brushed against the others, but neither of us made the move to curl it around the others.
Suddenly Abby stopped and sniffed the air, her tail curled into its natural state and her ears perked up.
Abby's tail was naturally curled into a spiral that was tight against her back, but because of her good looks, she was stared at by most of the males and some of the females when she became old enough to have a mate, also when she first joined the pack, she was picked on for this trait since none of the others in the pack had a curled tail, so with time she learned to keep her tail straight like any other dogs, I loved to see it in its natural state though, not only did it give me a good sight, but it also meant she trusted me enough to be herself around me.
"What is it Abby, what do you smell?" I asked. I knew I could smell the air as well and find out, but I wanted to give her a chance to show off, she rarely got to hunt for herself, she usually had some male or female bringing her food in a chance of getting lucky, or she would wait until the pack ate together.
"It's a rabbit," she said.
"Where?" I asked quickly.
"Over in the snow bank, do you want to get it or shall I?" she asked turning her bright green gaze onto me.
"How about we work together, I chase it out and you make the kill?" I asked knowing it would please her to be a part of the hunt, but that she would never say that she wished to hunt.
Abby loved being a sight, but she liked hunting and fighting, she hadn't always been on the path to being a sight, she had once trained with the rest of us to be a normal when she was just starting out, but she very quickly was attracted to the call of being the pack sight. Her mentor Kate or Cherryblossom had been murdered in battle a year after Abby started to train as a sight and Abby was crushed. Ari or Oakbranch also known as my brother soon died of a broken heart after his mate, Kate died, but not before tracking down and murdering the man who had killed Kate.
"Alright then lets do it," she said moving into place and watching me disappear behind the snow bank.
I quickly located the whole in the back of the burrow that the rabbit would try to escape though normally.
I dug the whole out a bit so it was large enough for me to fit into, inside of the burrow was much bigger, I squirmed my way through until I came about a foot away from the sleeping rabbit, I took in a big breath and let it out with a loud bark.
Quickly the rabbit took off in the other direction where I knew Abby would be waiting, I quickly followed in pursuit, I did not want to miss this.
I got out a few moments after the rabbit did, just in time to see it run straight at her then in another direction, Abby quickly followed in pursuit.
I often wondered if her height had something to do with her speed, she was small for a female wolf and once again a lot of wolves found this as a weakness and picked on her for it.
Abby quickly grabbed the rabbit and broke its neck.
"Good catch Abby," I called trotting over to her.
"Thanks Ziva," she said with a pleased look on her face.
We ate in silence and after we ate we began to groom ourselves.
I was currently grooming one of my paws when I felt Abby lean over and lick my cheek, immediately I froze. I sat there for a moment, trying to figure out if this was a dream or not.
"Ziva are you alright?" Abby asked as she pulled back.
"Yes, you just surprised me, that is all," I said looking at her, I didn't understand how she had cleaned her face so quickly.
"Oh," she said with a disappointed face she quickly looked away and refused to look at me.
"Abigail, did I say something wrong?" I asked quite concerned for her.
"No, I just thought," she didn't finish her sentence.
"You thought what?" I asked getting more concerned by the second.
"Nothing I just had the wrong idea," she said and I could tell that she was close to crying.
"Abigail, please do not cry, it hurts me more than you think," I whined at her.
She looked back at me suddenly with a flicker of hope in her eyes and I didn't understand why.
"Are you alright Abigail?" I asked her.
Suddenly she lurched forward and grabbed my ear again, "Ziva," she growled, "How many times do I have to tell you, not to call me that?" she continued to mock growl.
"I don't know Abigail, how many times do you have to tell me that," I said before slipping out of her loose grip and running a short distance away before turning back to her playfully.
She ran after me, but didn't catch me for a while and I knew she could catch me whenever she wanted to, I was no match for her speed.
Finally, she tackled me into the snow, we playfully wrestled for a little bit before she pinned me to the ground, we laid there for a little bit, laughing at the snow in our fur and just laughing at how silly we were being.
Our laughter died out and we just looked into each other's eyes. Slowly Abby leaned down and licked the side fur of my face, my face felt very hot and I was suddenly very happy that I had dark brown instead of white fur, or bright fur in general.
"Abby," I whispered when she pulled back and looked me in the eyes, I loved looking into her sparkling, bright, green eyes.
She leaned down and pressed her nose into my shoulder fur and I did the same. We stayed like that for a while until we heard someone on a hunting party making there way towards us. Quickly we untangled ourselves from one another and stood up.
"Abby, Ziva, is that you?" we both let out a sigh when we quickly recognized Tony's voice.
"Yes, it is us Tony," I called to him.
"Come on we were heading back to camp, you can come with us," Tony said turning around.
"Hello Abigail," a female with dark grey fur and yellow eyes said.
"Its Abby, but you can call me Angelstep," Abby said in a way that was polite, but also very cold.
I quickly stepped in between Abby and this opposing female.
"Thank you Ziva, for everything," Abby said to me as we walked back to her den.
"It was my pleasure Abby," I replied smiling back at her.
We stopped in front of her den, "Well Abigail, I must stop here, I have to get some wrest, so good night, I will see you tomorrow," I said as I turned around, I almost walked off, but right at that moment, I heard someone howl then say, "Hey sweetheart why don't you step this way angel," they called at Abby. I quickly turned around and jumped in front of her.
"Is that you the best you can come up with Michael," I growled at him.
Michael had always bothered Abby by hitting on her and making hints at her ever since we were all pups.
"Its Darkheart to you Ottersplash, and I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to Abby," he growled at me as he walked toward us.
We both got lower to the ground and both of our growls got louder.
"How dare you use her given name, you are nothing to her," I growled at him.
"I am much more to her then you are," he growled back.
I was about to lunge at him when Abby stepped between us.
"Alright will you too knock it off," Abby growled.
"I'm sorry Abby, but I was simply complementing you, when this bitch had to step into business that was not her?" he looked at me and growled the last part.
"First of all, its angel step. Second of all, she is not a bitch and third, you were not complimenting me, you lamely hitting on me," she said curling her tail around the back of me in a way that would cause me to walk in whatever way she did.
She walked me back to her den and brought us both inside the cave.
"Will you stay in here and sleep next to me, if you don't they will keep coming back and bothering me if you don't?" she asked.
"Of course Abby," I said to her with a smile.
I looked to her nest and saw it was covered in snow, I went to uncover it, but she stopped me.
"Don't, I want an excuse to cuddle with you," she said with a smirk.
I lay next to the now sleeping Abigail. I shivered a little bit, there was a whole in her roof that let in the cold air, the moonlight, and the snow that landed just in the little area that she laid in.
I shivered again, finally I made my decision. I curled up closer to her, she smelled so sweet and she was so warm and she looked so beautiful in the moonlight, it pooled around her and reflected off of the snow in her bedding, causing it to look as if the ground was sparkling just for her.
I curled up even closer and pressed my nose into her warm, soft, and sweet smelling fur.
"I love you Abigail, I promise to never let those big bad wolves that bother you so much hurt you," I whispered into her fur.