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Perhaps They May

Chapter 2:

Flight of Green

"Weeell, aren't you the young, bold type. Eh?" Hakku Greenstream

How am I supposed to live,

In a world of negatives.
How am I supposed to love,

In a world full of push and shove.
How am I supposed to breathe,

In a world full of lust and greed.
Well I guess I'll have to live day to day,
And pray to god that'll be ok.

Ay ay.

"Karma"

1200 Techniques

Normal POV

"The emperor'll be 'ere soon…"

"I do not care. Either way I'm going to die so I suppose a dishonourable death by a coward won't be any worse…"

The first beast that spoke laughed softly before speaking again. He was a tall, grey wolf with black markings accentuating his ugly features. He was quite old but still well built and very dangerous looking. He was wearing thick, steel plate armour with gold trim.

"I don't think the emperor will like you speaking of him like that."

The second wolf, who was bound tightly to a chair, snorted in scorn. Light brown fur covered his body, although it was dull and large patches had either fallen out or had been torn out. Probably torn out, because of the state of him. A rough, bearded, but still young face and several large bruises replaced what would have once been quite good-looking features, a pair of unusually long ears were laid back onto his skull, too tired to pick them up. He glared at his captor with icy, pale blue eyes. Those eyes carried an intensity that could quell most beasts, but the grey wolf simply stood there and smirked.

"I couldn't give a damn, Sankes. If the emperor does come…I'll tell him what I think of him to his face!"

A cruel, raspy chuckle escaped Sankes' throat and he lent forward until his nose was almost touching the captives.

"You do that, Fritz, for it'll only draw out your death. Your painful death I should add."

Fritz let out a long, almost hysterical giggle. Sankes stood back suddenly, thinking that the wolf had snapped. Suddenly, Fritz stopped.

"If you are thinking that your threats scare me, Sankes, you have obviously never met a wolf of the Denfet line. I'm not afraid of you or 'Emperor Seraph'."

The door to the tiny room opened and a cloaked figure entered, it made a swift paw movement to Sankes and he turned to Fritz swiftly and snarled,

"Well, you'd better be scared of the Emperor, Fritz Denfet. Because my 'threats' are real. And you're about to experience them all…" He bowed swiftly to the cloaked figure and strode through the door, a frown creased on his face as he heard Fritz's last comment.

"So you say, Sankes Dragonflame…So you say."

* * * * *

Rosabell's POV

"Three days, straight walking, no problem."

Gees I'm an idiot.

Since I had started out on my 'adventure', that three days had turned into four, then four into five. After five days of walking and wondering where the hell my Dad was when I actually wanted him to find me, I reached the path.

Oh, and wasn't it exciting.

After reaching it, I began walking north. That was yesterday. Okay, maybe I'm not the travelling type and I could be wrong…but aren't there supposed to be beasts on a main path? Now I was walking, and thinking highly of turning my tail around and going back home. Not to mention I had hardly any supplies yet because someone, coughVioletcough, had eaten half of my supplies since I had first packed them.

And if something doesn't happen soon I think I'm going to die from boredom.

I heard a rustling from the woods on my left. Great! Something's happening, I was just about to go and see what was making the noise when a figure came hurtling out. It didn't stay still long enough for me to see it. But before I knew what was happening, it grabbed me and was dragging me up the road at such speed that I had to run full-pelt to keep up.

I thought that whatever had me would stop after a while and, when it did, I could promptly kick its butt for grabbing me. But it just kept on going. I swear we ran for at least a kilometre before they stopped. Now I can easily run a kilometre, but not at a sprint. So understandably, I was puffed.

"Wha-What the hell…the hell d-do you th-think you're doing?" I gasped out, not expecting an answer, but I got one anyway.

"Well, I woz savin' you from sum bandits. Why else d'y think I woz runnin'? If'n I left ya there, you'da bin dead by now."

I looked up to see my attacker/rescuer. Standing there was a tall ermine, breathing lightly. He didn't seem even slightly puffed. Lilac eyes watched me as a white muzzle creased into a grin. He was wearing a pair of olive green pants tied with a length of orange material as a belt. On his top half he was wearing a navy blue, long-sleeved tunic, with a short, tight, leather vest that was laced up the front over it. The leather the vest was made of reminded me of leather armour.

The ermine also had a green headband that kept most of his wild headfur out of his eyes. The tails of the headband fell down to about where his tail started. He wore no boots.

But the strangest thing about him was the colouration of his fur. It was mostly white, but he had a black underbelly. Now I'd never seen black over white fur, only ever white over black. It looked good though.

"Well, ain't ya gonna thank me for savin' ya?"

Ermine's POV

I could see the face of the wolf girl I had rescued slowly turn into a frown. She stood up straight, I could tell she wanted to yell at me for my, err, unorthodox way of getting her out of harms way but she thought about it and stopped herself. She looked into my face and gave a nervous half-smile.

"Thanks…um, my name's Rosabell."

Rosabell, pretty name. The girl herself was kinda plain but she had nice eyes. I grinned and held out my paw.

"Nice to meet ya, Rosabell. 'M Hakku Greenstream. Say, do most beasts from where you come 'ave no last name?"

My grin grew broader as a faint blush crept across her face. She took my paw and shook it lightly. But I grabbed hers and shook hard, shaking her. Her blush grew brighter and she stuttered out.

"Flikpaw. My name's Rosabell Flikpaw." She shook some of her embarrassment then before speaking again. "Um, Hakku…why were you running from those bandits?"

Oooh, tough question. I suppose the girl has a right to know.

"Well, Rosabell. To tell you the truth, I gave those robbers a taste of their own medicine."

"What do you mean by that?"

"'M a professional borrower, missie. Er…let's just say I don't like givin' back what I've borrowed."

I waited for her reaction. Most beasts reaction to a thief is disgust, don't know why. Everybeast needs a pathway, mine's just stealing. I was inwardly relieved when a huge smile spread across her face and she jumped up and down excitedly.

"You mean you're a thief?!?!"

I winced at the high pitch of her excited voice and nodded.

"Wow! I mean, I've always wanted to be a thief! And I'm finally meeting one. You! A real thief!"

"Whoa, calm down, Rosabell."

"Just call me Rosa', everyone does."

"And who might this ev'ryone be?"

And so she went into a highly detailed description of her life before she left her village. It made me regret asking her. But when she'd finished I had to be impressed.

"Six times ya say? Weeell, aren't you the young, bold type. Eh?" She grinned at me before she looked to the ground and shifted her footpaws. What was she doing?

"Rosa'? What are ya doin'?" She looked up at me with a small smile before speaking quietly.

"Well, I was wondering…if maybe…maybe…"

"You could come along wid me?" She looked up shocked.

"Well, yeah. How did you guess?"

I chuckled, "You just spent 'alf an hour tellin' me how much you wanna be a thief. That's 'ow I guessed."

Normal POV

Hakku chuckled as Rosabell rolled her eyes, irritated.

"Rosa' me gal. We're gonna 'ave a problem if ya want to come wid me."

Rosabell raised an eyebrow in question, before the wolf girl could get out her query, however, Hakku answered it for her.

"Well, ye see…I'm headin' south, an' you're headin' north…different directions ye see."

Rosabell nodded, "I could just forget about going north and go with you, but that would mean leaving my mother."

"Hmm, think about it this way Rosa'. Does yer mother know tha' yer comin'?" He watched as Rosabell shook her head. "Then yer not leavin' 'er, aint ye?"  Rosabell thought about this for a few seconds before nodding slowly.

"I see what you're getting at…but I'm not so sure." A frustrated look came over her face and she flicked her head annoyed as her headfur interrupted her vision. After a short while, she looked Hakku straight in the eye.

"…And you'll train me? In the ways of a thief?"

"The ways o' a thief? I'll train ye even bett'r than that! I'll train ye my way! Ye'll become a Greenstream thief...I got students all o'er th' land, and I'll be glad to teach ye some o' me tricks!"

He smiled kindly as a broad smile came onto Rosabell's face. She leapt at him and grabbed him in a huge hug. Hakku was taken aback at first, but then he hugged her back, albeit a bit halfhearted. She smiled at him again.

"So, when do we start?"

* * * * *

The cloaked figure made its way over to a bound Fritz. The wolf could only glare at it as it strode towards him, head lowered, hood covering its face. It walked in front of him and suddenly stopped. Fritz snarled.

"What? Are you here to kill me? I guess you're the 'great' Emperor Seraph…" He snarled again. "What's the matter, are you just going to stand there, or are you going to do something?"

The black paw of the Emperor twitched, and it rose slowly to the hood of his deep crimson cloak. As he pulled it back a little, he also lifted his head up slightly. What he revealed caused the bound wolf to gasp in fright and awe.

"The Silver Wolf…"

A sickening crack echoed throughout the room as the Emperor delivered a horrifying blow to Fritz's face with a club-like paw. As Fritz struggled to hold onto what consciousness he had left, he heard a raspy voice speak out. He didn't know if it was addressing him or not, but he still heard.

"He has not exhausted his usefulness yet…We shall keep him alive for now, but when the time comes, we will eliminate him."

And from then, Fritz had no knowing, as his mind clouded and he lost consciousness.