Again, I only own OCs. This chapter, just for the change of pace for a moment, is focused mostly on Ayanna and her mind set.
Leopard the Warrior of Africa
Ayanna walked back towards town with an Artic hare in her mouth. She knew she didn't need to hunt now as a pet, but it still felt nice to go and do something to remind her of her roots. Besides, her owner's son was visiting soon and it would be a nice gift for him. Her paws upturned the deep snow as she held her head high, as if she was showing someone her prize proudly. Well, aren't you starting to act like a glory-girl. Oh please, I am acting nothing of the sort. Seems like Steele's starting to rub off on you. He is not! I just happened to like holding my prey this way when carrying it. Keep telling yourself that.
Ayanna perked one of her ears up at the scent of other wolves. Sniffing, she turned her head towards it and looked to the hillside to see a small pack of about three or four looking back at her. Her ears fell flat against her fur as she met their gaze. Their amber stares made her uneasy, as if looking down on her for now acting as some human's pet. And to be true, she was now, wasn't she? And yet…
The conversation between her and Steele from a few weeks ago lit up in her head, her mind beginning to think on it all. I could go back, probably make up some lie and be welcomed to the pack… Oh sure, as if that would work! Ok, so maybe not my original pack! Maybe... Maybe I should see what's become of Ada's and my pups. See where our litters got to in life. And what would happened when someone realizes of your pups among hers? What you say to them? Steele's getting too much thought into your head on this. Well, probably, but… And what would happen when YOUR probably-full-grown pups ask about their true father? What would you tell them about Siku? Enough!
Ayanna looked away, closing her eyes and walking on and away from the other wolves. Their scents faded and she carried on back home. The she-wolf stopped for a second at the outskirts of town before looking back. The wolves were almost out of sight except for a familiar looking large dark brown male with a bluish gray underbelly who stared back at her before returning to the rest of his pack. She stood there, waiting to see if they were turn back at well before giving up and going into her yard. She dug up some of the snow and what was left of loose dirt before dropping the dead rabbit into it and burying it up. Ayanna sighed as she sat down, ignoring the cold wind that was blowing through her fur. What would I tell them? She thought, unsure of what she would actually say.
Everything you probably still remember of him.
Sorry that this was short, I really was just satisfied with how this ended the way it and couldn't think how to continue this chapter. I hope you like it and please review.