The wolf awoke to the smell of food in front of him, wafting under his
nose, so tempting the smell was. That was until he opened his eyes.
There was food alright, there was something in a ceramic bowl, white, soggy
looking little flakes, with a dark brown liquid on top slowly trickling
down the sides of the pile of flakes.
The wolf picked the bowl up and gazed at it more closely.
"Have you ever had rice?" The voice of Bulma rang out behind the wolf,
starling him, making the top half of the so-called "rice" topple onto his
pants and onto the floor.
The wolf turned around to Bulma who was leaning against the doorway
directly behind him.
"So that's what this stuff is called," the wolf said then remembering about
the rice on the floor, "oh I'm sorry for the mess, you kind of gave me a
surprise."
"It's all right," Bulma reassured, "come to the kitchen, I'll try to make
something you know."
"It's okay I can eat the rice, I've never had it before, all my life I've
been eating meat, maybe the occasional bit of grass, but mostly meat," The
wolf explained.
"Oh my!" Bulma shouted in shock, "That truly sounds like the story Corinne
hypothesized, that they found you after a scream was heard from the bushes,
and she guessed you escaped from a mad scientist of bioengineering,
treating you wrong, feeding only scraps, she guessed that because of your
left hand."
"Well there is something I'd like to tell you, and everyone, that saw me
in the bush and in the bed you placed me in," The wolf said easing himself
to his bare human feet by pushing against the couch.
Supporting himself as he walked toward Bulma, the wolf knew he couldn't
walk without a support, but now was the time to quit using supports and try
to walk like a human, the wolf let go of the couch's backside stood without
the support of the couch he began to take a step. It was a wobbly step but
managed to not fall over, onto his back or fall forward to break his face
like he nearly did earlier.
He took another step, he was more convinced he could walk a bit more
easily, but he doubted his own word, for that was practically just as
unsteady as the last step.
Again he took a third step; this time he knew he was confident to walk,
maybe he was too cocky, because once he was too confident it happened.
First his heel slipped and the wolf swung his arms about as he feel back
ward, he could see Bulma rushing over to him a rapid pace and was saved
from landing hard on the ground again, but she was only grasping the wolf
by his wrists and Bulma, at her age she couldn't exactly support too much
weight.
Using his free arm the wolf supported himself on the ground, and brought
himself gently to the ground.
"Thank you for your help," the wolf said.
Bulma let go of his wrist and stood up with her hand to her back as she
ease herself back up.
"You're welcome," Bulma said, "you just wait here I'll get everyone to
come, and then you can say what you want."
The wolf sat on the floor as Bulma left the room; the lights were emitting
a low hum into the room, a comfortable sound he listened to as he sat there
for countless minutes.
* * * When Bulma finally arrived, she brought Corinne, Trunks, Paige and the boy the wolf remembered from earlier, but there was a change in appearances for Paige and the boy. Paige was no longer wearing the trench coat, or the white shirt she wore underneath that, instead she was dressed in a strange tiny grey shirt, which showed her belly and shoulder skin, she was still wearing the grey baggy pants the wolf had noted earlier. Her hair has a mess of tangles, and her eyes were half closed from sleeping for a short amount of time. The boy was now had on a pair of shorts a shade of that of the night sky, a deep blue, he also had a jacket on; the zipper was left open, revealing he had no shirt on. His hair and expression was in the same condition as Paige's. Hair a mess, and eyes half closed. Bulma helped the wolf back to the couch. The wolf stared at the gradient of curious to tired faces; he hesitated for a moment, and then stood up. Nervousness flowed through the wolf as he tried to make a word come out of his mouth, but nothing came out. "Well, speak already," Paige grunted. "Paige, don't rush him," Bulma scolded, then turned to face the wolf, "now you can say what you want at anytime young man." The wolf still not convinced to speak, waited until a stream of audacity overcame him. "Uh," the wolf started, "well I'm actually a." The wolf paused, unsure of what he might say next, of course what he will say now would seal his fate and a gun's bullet would go through his chest, killing him, like what happened to his family, but he couldn't let that happen now, so he came up with a lie, or what he thought was a lie, he remembered the black cat and the Emortal bird tell him he was this, a Unimura. "A what?" Corinne asked curiously, wondering what the wolf would say he was. "I'm a Unimura," The wolf said finally. What the wolf had said gave the impression of being that he confused everyone in the room, he could hear that they were asking questions out of total befuddlement. The wolf sighed for a moment hanging his head low close to his chest, lifted his head gained a new perspective of intrepidness and gulped the saliva that flooded his mouth. "I'm not too sure what I am really, but a black cat and a griffin, you humans, use in mythology called "the Emortal bird" said that I was a Unimura," the wolf said. What happened next happened in a blink of an eye, at one moment he was standing up before the couch, the next he was pinned to the wall, with Paige her bare arm pinning down his right arm, the pain was more than immense, it was horrifying more that than the Emortal bird's consequences to the wolf himself. Paige spoke in a low growl, very close that of a wild cat's growl, "You work for that, that, that evil being, don't you? You, you." Paige restrained on saying swears in front of Bulma, as she slid the wolf up the wall, her grip into his shoulder, his pain in his right arm increased as he could feel his feet dangling from the ground and the wall half supporting him. "Paige put him down," Corinne said a frown across her face as she stood up from the adjacent couch from where the wolf was once standing. Paige lightened on the grip as she heard Corinne, but then forced the wolf back into the wall, making a bit of it crumble. "Corinne, what are you saying, he works for that evil ba-," Paige spoke as she noted Bulma's shaking of her head, "still, he works for the Emortal bird, that explains how he got here all right." "I said put the Unimura down," Corinne said in a tone unrecognizable to the wolf. This tone made the wolf stare at Corinne in trepidation, not as large as the Emortal bird, but it was close to that state of fear.
* * * When Bulma finally arrived, she brought Corinne, Trunks, Paige and the boy the wolf remembered from earlier, but there was a change in appearances for Paige and the boy. Paige was no longer wearing the trench coat, or the white shirt she wore underneath that, instead she was dressed in a strange tiny grey shirt, which showed her belly and shoulder skin, she was still wearing the grey baggy pants the wolf had noted earlier. Her hair has a mess of tangles, and her eyes were half closed from sleeping for a short amount of time. The boy was now had on a pair of shorts a shade of that of the night sky, a deep blue, he also had a jacket on; the zipper was left open, revealing he had no shirt on. His hair and expression was in the same condition as Paige's. Hair a mess, and eyes half closed. Bulma helped the wolf back to the couch. The wolf stared at the gradient of curious to tired faces; he hesitated for a moment, and then stood up. Nervousness flowed through the wolf as he tried to make a word come out of his mouth, but nothing came out. "Well, speak already," Paige grunted. "Paige, don't rush him," Bulma scolded, then turned to face the wolf, "now you can say what you want at anytime young man." The wolf still not convinced to speak, waited until a stream of audacity overcame him. "Uh," the wolf started, "well I'm actually a." The wolf paused, unsure of what he might say next, of course what he will say now would seal his fate and a gun's bullet would go through his chest, killing him, like what happened to his family, but he couldn't let that happen now, so he came up with a lie, or what he thought was a lie, he remembered the black cat and the Emortal bird tell him he was this, a Unimura. "A what?" Corinne asked curiously, wondering what the wolf would say he was. "I'm a Unimura," The wolf said finally. What the wolf had said gave the impression of being that he confused everyone in the room, he could hear that they were asking questions out of total befuddlement. The wolf sighed for a moment hanging his head low close to his chest, lifted his head gained a new perspective of intrepidness and gulped the saliva that flooded his mouth. "I'm not too sure what I am really, but a black cat and a griffin, you humans, use in mythology called "the Emortal bird" said that I was a Unimura," the wolf said. What happened next happened in a blink of an eye, at one moment he was standing up before the couch, the next he was pinned to the wall, with Paige her bare arm pinning down his right arm, the pain was more than immense, it was horrifying more that than the Emortal bird's consequences to the wolf himself. Paige spoke in a low growl, very close that of a wild cat's growl, "You work for that, that, that evil being, don't you? You, you." Paige restrained on saying swears in front of Bulma, as she slid the wolf up the wall, her grip into his shoulder, his pain in his right arm increased as he could feel his feet dangling from the ground and the wall half supporting him. "Paige put him down," Corinne said a frown across her face as she stood up from the adjacent couch from where the wolf was once standing. Paige lightened on the grip as she heard Corinne, but then forced the wolf back into the wall, making a bit of it crumble. "Corinne, what are you saying, he works for that evil ba-," Paige spoke as she noted Bulma's shaking of her head, "still, he works for the Emortal bird, that explains how he got here all right." "I said put the Unimura down," Corinne said in a tone unrecognizable to the wolf. This tone made the wolf stare at Corinne in trepidation, not as large as the Emortal bird, but it was close to that state of fear.