Throughout This Life
"Well, look who finally woke up." Yurúsu gazed up at the grey wolf standing over her with unfocused blue eyes. "Who....? Oh." She leaned back against the solid form behind her, the earlier events slowly coming back. "Do you remember who I am?" Kinjíru looked down at her, clearly worried. "You're Kinjíru." The worry dissipated from the brown eyes. Then Kinjíru turned her attention to the open gash just above Yurúsu's right hind leg. She nosed the wound gently, trying to pull the jagged edges apart enough to see how deep it went. "Knife." Yurúsu looked away, "it was. But how...?" Kinjíru moved away, "the edges are torn. That's what a knife does."
The grey haired young woman who had carried her from the jail returned the same way Kinjíru left. "That form's degrading." The girl ignored the white wolf's disapproval. "It is. But there are times it's necessary." Kinjíru unwrapped a bandage as she spoke. "Now hold still. I've already cleaned it as well as I can, but if we don't wrap it it'll just get dirty again." Yurúsu turned her head away. "You don't like humans?" The snowy ears flipped back as if to hear better. "Who does?" Kinjíru sighed, "no one I suppose. Though they're occasionally useful." Blue eyes turned on her, "do you?" She'd caught her new companion off guard. "Not really. As I said, they're useful at times, but in general they're worthless."
"How'd you know about knives?" The grey female went sullen at the question and didn't answer for a few minutes. "Experience." Yurúsu hushed momentarily, suddenly understanding. "That scar....is from a knife," she said, matter of factly. "It is." "Where's your pack?" "Don't have one." A smile played on the white lips, "that makes two of us. You wanna come with me?" Startled by the question, Kinjíru looked up. "Where to?" Yurúsu's blue eyes clouded over in a daydream. "To Rakuen. Or at least somewhere safe. I want a family, all my own."
Kinjíru was silent a bit, thinking about the proposition. "I don't know about going to Rakuen, but somewhere safe sounds good. So does a family for that matter. I take you want away from humans." "As far as possible. They want to kill us all. There must be somewhere safe from them." Kinjíru thought about what her new friend was saying. Humans were really the only things wolves had to worry about, other than getting enough to feed themselves and their families, those that had them anyway.
Kinjíru sighed, "all right then, let's go. I've nothing better to do, and no one else." "Great." "But only on one condition." The white eyed grey apprehensively, "what?" "We wait until your injuries heal." The white female dropped her head in disbelief. "We just met and already you're babying me." Kinjíru stood up, "I, Yurúsu, am in one piece and you are not. Therefore we go by my terms." Yurúsu sighed and rolled over, "you win. You're the boss. For now." Kinjíru chuckled, "all right, for now. Now get some sleep." "Yes your majesty." And the white wolf did as she was told.
Chaos: Hopefully you're starting to figure these two out a little. They should seem vaguely familar. I hope you're all enjoying the fic. Pleaz review. Bye!