: ) Hee sorry about taking a long tome to update lately---you can blame
Kaida cause she brought me on her vacation with her family. (waits
while people who actually like this fic throw tomatoes at Kaida) I
really wanted the next chapter to be posted somewhat quickly so no one
would forget the information they read in the earlier one but, again,
it wasn't my fault.
Anony-mouse cat: Thank you for your review! Nothing makes me happier than seeing this fic has been favorited---wait that's not even a word -.-" I really enjoy constructive criticism! Every one has room to be better, right? Sorry about the misspellings -.- I'm trying to get it proofread but after I post I always go back and reread the next day and every time I have found about 10 mistakes on every chapter. (sigh) I'll try harder though!!
Nami: OOOOhhh Kaaiiiiiddaaa!!
Kaida: (pops head in) whaddya want?
Nami: I was wondering if you could tell our fine readers what color a basketball is?
Kaida: ummmn ok----basketballs are oreenge.
Nami: (bursts out laughing) BWAHAHAHAHA I got you to say it!!! OREENGE!! AAAAHAHAHAHA
Kaida: (pushes Nami down the stairs) Enough antics (picks up Nami's computer and throws it at her) START WRITING THE STORY!!!!!!!
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Hige gradually opened his blurry eyes to the odd surroundings enveloping him. The thick dark of the night was gone; replacing it was a musty smell of old furniture and the sickly yellow glow of aged lamps. He strove to rise his heavy body to a sitting position only to hear an excited voice at his stirring.
"He's awake!" It was a child's voice; one he knew belonged to Toboe. "Hige, Hige you won't believe what happened!" The small child chirped happily, failing to notice that the one he wished to speak to had not yet acknowledged his presence.
Hige finally found buried strength as he rose his aching body. Placing a fatigued hand to his throbbing forehead he spoke, "what is it Toboe?" His croaking voice surprised even himself. I must have been asleep a long time! His thoughts pounded, but where am I?
He found the answers to his questions as Toboe continued to blissfully speak. "We were just walking along and all of the sudden I started feeling really sleepy. I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I knew I was waking up in this house---"
"Who does this house belong to? And where the hell are we anyway?" Hige interrupted, making sure the pup would be thorough in his account.
"I'm getting there, really!" Toboe tittered, placing a hand on the hand-woven quilt caressing Hige's weak body. "As I was saying, when I woke up Ameya and Goro were awake but you, Tsume, Yasuo, and Kuri were still sleeping. Ameya told me that she had fallen asleep too, and so did everyone else. Fortunate enough for us some old lady found us unconscious in the village---"
"What was that!?" Hige roared, rising to his unsteady feet, "we were alone in this town. If we hadn't been some one would've heard my howling!" His eyes enlarged in fear as he glared at his young, tactless companion.
"W-well we thought that at first too. We even asked the old lady if she heard a disturbance that night. That we thought we had heard some howling earlier but weren't quite sure. She told us that she had bad hearing and lived too deep in this town to notice such a thing." Toboe held his arms tight to his chest, fearing the anger that could flow through Hige's hungry fingertips. His gentle golden eyes gazed imploringly into the relentless face of his friend, pleading for him to remember that entering the town had not been his idea.
Hige withdrew a heavy breath, closing his tired eyes he slowly backed away from the hovering profile of his young companion. "I'm sorry Toboe, I didn't mean to take this out on you---but if she is living here aren't there others?"
The auburn-haired boy smiled again to the composed visage of his older friend. "No, she said that the nobles forced the people to evacuate the city. That they had plans to excavate it and build a paradise of their own."
"Are they insane!? Paradise can't be built!" Hige growled, slightly pitying the imprudence of the overpowering nobles.
"I know, and she agreed. The old woman said she had lived here all her life and would not leave it just because some crazy nobles thought they could build a heaven for themselves. So she sat in this old house and watched as one by one her family and friends left." Toboe's voice gradually gave way to a sorrowful whimper as he recalled the chronicle of the pack's newest acquaintance.
The pain and misery of this time had overwhelmed all, humans and wolves alike. Hige knew this, yet hearing tales of such grief still danced agonizingly upon his soft heart. He sighed, releasing the ache of his throbbing mind. This was sad, but he had other questions weighing on his weary head. "What about the others, are they still asleep?"
Toboe broke from his trance at the voice of his newly awoken friend. "No you were the last one. It's been about two days since we first arrived here, according to grandma."
Hige cocked an eyebrow, "grandma?" He inquired, sarcasm resting in his heavy voice.
"Yes that is what she asked us to call her." Toboe replied; laughing at the reaction the name had aroused. "Anyway, when Yasuo woke he wanted us to rouse anyone still sleeping and leave. He was afraid if we waited any longer we could lose the direction of Darcia's ship, but grandma wouldn't have it. She said everyone was too tired and hungry to fare this town. Apparently in the construction of the city the buildings were built too close together, so that even in pure daylight all is dark in the shadows."
Hige slowly nodded his head in acknowledgement. It all seemed to fit, but something seemed to lie amiss within his soul. How could it be that they all passed out at the same time? There had to be an explanation besides them just being tired. And why would this woman force strangers to stay in her house, especially strangers as strong as the pack? She was old and weak, how was she to know whether Yasuo would lash out at her or not? His pressing thoughts were interrupted as a new presence entered the musty bedroom.
"Toby, why don't you leave your friend alone now. He's probably still tired." A stale voice crackled, breaking the thick silence that had fallen into the two companion's throats.
Toboe smiled, placing his hands behind his head he closed his eyes in joy. "You're probably right, grandma. I'll leave him alone now." He glanced at Hige one more time then turned, scuffling out of the room.
Of course Toboe's enjoying this. Hige smirked to himself; the pup had lived with an old lady almost his whole life. He probably felt right at home in this place and for that Hige found himself jealous. The
uneasiness in his heart wouldn't lighten till he left this place, he was certain of this.
"Now, what is bothering you boy? You look like you've seen a ghost." The old woman continued as she sat her creaky bones upon the foot of the soft quilted bed.
Alarmed, Hige steadied his drifting maroon eyes, "N-no it's nothing like that I---"
"It's not like I blame you dearie. I'm just an old woman, no use to anyone these days." She sighed, glassy, blood-shot eyes lying lazily toward the yellow, musty quilt on which she was sitting.
"When I was younger I was a great help to everyone in this place. Assisting people in anyway I could," she drew the quilt into her wrinkled fist. "One year there was an awful sandstorm. Devastation struck this old town, tearing our buildings to the condition you see them in now. People were left homeless, so I packed up my needle and thread and went door to door, making quilts for anyone who might need them."
The gleam of pride surfacing in her thin eyes faded as reality set once more onto her elderly body. "But those were the good days of my youth. I'm of no use to anyone anymore. So I was excited---is it so wrong to say it?" Her feeble voice thinned with distress, "is it so wrong to say I was excited to once more help those in need?"
Hige's tensing shoulders relaxed, he hadn't expected her to be so open. Somehow it set him at ease as he slowly laid a tender hand upon her bony, quaking shoulder. "How can you say you aren't a help to people when you've housed 7 strangers?" He inquired; hoping these simple words would bring back the glow of her dimming life.
He waited patiently until her tearing eyes rose to meet his own. "Y-yes I suppose you're right," she drew a sleeve to her eyes and wiped away the pearly memories of her past. "Now," she spoke, cheerfully raising her chin and gently removing Hige's soft grip from her shoulder. "Why don't we go into the kitchen and join the others for dinner?"
The auburn-haired boy licked his chapped lips in the memory of the nourishment he so enjoyed. "Sounds good to me!" He twittered, jumping from his seat and slipping a helpful arm under the soft elbow of the old woman.
"That's what I like to see! A boy with a healthy appetite, you're all too thin these days!" The gray-haired woman giggled blissfully as she allowed herself to be helped from the room.
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"I see you're awake, Chubby." Tsume teased from his seat at the long wooden dinner table.
Hige ignored his white-haired friend's ranting as he turned his glistening, maroon eyes to the old woman. "Isn't it just you living here?"
"Why yes, it's only me. Why do you ask?" She inquired, leisurely making her way across the faded, yellow carpet; with each short step a lingering musty scent perfumed the house.
"It's just that this is an awful big table for just one person, don't you think?" Hige implored curiously.
The old woman slowed her pace and turned to meet the gaze of her russet-haired acquaintance. What seemed like a scowl flashed through her thin lips before returning once more to a friendly grin. "Well, I was expecting company." She swiftly strode to the kitchen giving no time for further questions to be asked.
Her crackled voice could be heard from the kitchen. "Take a seat, Hige. I'll have the food ready in just a moment."
Everyone sat silent as Hige slowly sauntered to his seat, rubbing his sensitive nose in agony. "It was nice of her to house us and all, but I can't even smell dinner of this musty scent," he moaned, taking a seat at the worn, wooden table.
"You'll get used to it soon enough." Tsume growled from across the table, insinuating that he held more important issues to discuss than the condition of Hige's nose.
Hige's glossy maroon eyes gazed toward his leather-wearing friend before staring to the water damaged ceiling overhead. "What possible problems could you have now, Tsume?" He sighed, leaning his chair back to two creaky legs.
"How can you allow yourself to be comfortable here?" Tsume demanded, pounding a taunt fist on the dull surface of the aged table. "We don't know this person; she could be our enemy!"
Hige drew a finger to his arid lips, pleading for silence from his livid friend. "Don't lecture me," he appealed in an irritated tone. "I just woke up, besides I'm sure you've enjoyed some food and water while you were awake."
"Of course I have, I'd be a fool not to. Even if the things given to us were poisonous, we would've died of hunger if we hadn't taken them. But you'd have to be an idiot to think she would kill is off with the remaining pack still asleep. Inevitably some one would wake up, realize their friends are gone and not trust her. It's common sense!!" Tsume seethed through his taunt mouth, "of course you haven't always been the brightest light bulb in the bunch, have you Chubby?"
Hige pitched himself forward, grasping a violent fist into Tsume's leather collar. His claret eyes flashed with blind anger as he dug fingernails into the tense fist ready to meet the angry face of Tsume. Hair stood on the back of his delicate neck as Yasuo and Kuri rose to separate the dueling men.
"Well well, what's going on here?" The soft crow of the old woman seemed to freeze the actions around her feeble contour. "You wouldn't be fighting at the dinner table---would you? Seems unbefitting of friends such as yourselves." She prodded with her docile, vigilant tone.
Hige sat once more in his chair, closing his gentle eyes in innocence. "Of course not, grandma! We were just teasing, that's all." He swiftly glanced at Tsume's glaring face and lightly sniggered under his breath. "Right Tsume?" He provoked, feeling he must cause a little more trouble before leaving the problem to rest.
"Uhhh yes, we were just discussing how bad Hige's breath smells when he wakes up." He replied, quick to the draw.
The old woman drew a silky scarlet handkerchief to her wrinkled mouth and chuckled. "Very well, I just came in to tell you the drinks are ready." She laughed, turning to pick up the tray of deep crimson drinks behind her. The pack sat staring as she slowly placed a frosty drink in front of their tense bodies. She clapped her hands together after placing the last glass, "I'll be back in a bit with the food, please enjoy the drinks." She smiled and leisurely disappeared into the kitchen once more.
The deep red drinks shone brightly against the dull yellow shading the room. "I'm not sure if we should drink this." Toboe whimpered, scared to touch the refreshment lying in front of his quaking hands.
"I agree with Toboe," Yasuo spoke, pushing his drink from his body with 3 quivering fingers. "Maybe now would be a good time to leave this place."
Gradually everyone around the table nodded in agreement, apart from one person. "Don't be stupid!" Hige growled, clutching his hand around the cold glass. "She's a harmless old lady; she wouldn't hurt a fly!"
"Maybe that is so, but we can't chance it. We can trust no one." Yasuo glared, anxiously waiting to rise from his seat.
"I'll prove to you she can be trusted!" Hige yowled, drawing the glass to his soft lips, he emptied the cup in one swallow.
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(A/N: back to Blue)
Chapped paws grazed the silky sand as Blue's relentless search came to an abrupt end.
"A village," She spoke, gracing the silence with her gentle voice. "So that is where they are."
The dawn spilled colors of crimson and wine across the calm desert sky as glistening stars rose into view. The world darkened slowly around her wolven body, but the air of the village ahead seemed to hold a night of it's own. The vast shadows of every dilapidated building left the city in a world of black.
Blue felt her heart beating fretfully within her heavy chest. The sight of this town was disheartening, but the task was more important than even the most horrifying of ventures. Had she not fared the desert heat on her own? If she could handle that, this one should be a minor chore to accomplish.
"Nice try but you can't lose me that easily guys." She laughed, trying to encourage her quaking feet to move forward.
With one last breath she strode forward, disappearing into the depths of the dark city.
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(laughs hysterically) I did it again!!! I was supposed to finish up this conflict in this chapter and I didn't!! (dies) O man I have to get a hold of myself and get on with this story! T.T Sorry guys but I absolutely promise the next chapter is the last one for this particular conflict! Then I will go back to Cheza and Kiba, ya just gotta hold on a little longer.
Who's as happy as I am that Blue's in the story now!? LOL you'd think I (being the writer) would have known she was coming but it just kinda worked out that way. I really like Blue cause she is one of the few anime girls who isn't overly hyper or a damsel in distress or something like that (of course Cheza takes on those roles doesn't she? Uggh)
Well thanks for the reviews, please continue to send them : ) I hope I live up to the expectations you may or may not have of this fic!
Anony-mouse cat: Thank you for your review! Nothing makes me happier than seeing this fic has been favorited---wait that's not even a word -.-" I really enjoy constructive criticism! Every one has room to be better, right? Sorry about the misspellings -.- I'm trying to get it proofread but after I post I always go back and reread the next day and every time I have found about 10 mistakes on every chapter. (sigh) I'll try harder though!!
Nami: OOOOhhh Kaaiiiiiddaaa!!
Kaida: (pops head in) whaddya want?
Nami: I was wondering if you could tell our fine readers what color a basketball is?
Kaida: ummmn ok----basketballs are oreenge.
Nami: (bursts out laughing) BWAHAHAHAHA I got you to say it!!! OREENGE!! AAAAHAHAHAHA
Kaida: (pushes Nami down the stairs) Enough antics (picks up Nami's computer and throws it at her) START WRITING THE STORY!!!!!!!
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Hige gradually opened his blurry eyes to the odd surroundings enveloping him. The thick dark of the night was gone; replacing it was a musty smell of old furniture and the sickly yellow glow of aged lamps. He strove to rise his heavy body to a sitting position only to hear an excited voice at his stirring.
"He's awake!" It was a child's voice; one he knew belonged to Toboe. "Hige, Hige you won't believe what happened!" The small child chirped happily, failing to notice that the one he wished to speak to had not yet acknowledged his presence.
Hige finally found buried strength as he rose his aching body. Placing a fatigued hand to his throbbing forehead he spoke, "what is it Toboe?" His croaking voice surprised even himself. I must have been asleep a long time! His thoughts pounded, but where am I?
He found the answers to his questions as Toboe continued to blissfully speak. "We were just walking along and all of the sudden I started feeling really sleepy. I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I knew I was waking up in this house---"
"Who does this house belong to? And where the hell are we anyway?" Hige interrupted, making sure the pup would be thorough in his account.
"I'm getting there, really!" Toboe tittered, placing a hand on the hand-woven quilt caressing Hige's weak body. "As I was saying, when I woke up Ameya and Goro were awake but you, Tsume, Yasuo, and Kuri were still sleeping. Ameya told me that she had fallen asleep too, and so did everyone else. Fortunate enough for us some old lady found us unconscious in the village---"
"What was that!?" Hige roared, rising to his unsteady feet, "we were alone in this town. If we hadn't been some one would've heard my howling!" His eyes enlarged in fear as he glared at his young, tactless companion.
"W-well we thought that at first too. We even asked the old lady if she heard a disturbance that night. That we thought we had heard some howling earlier but weren't quite sure. She told us that she had bad hearing and lived too deep in this town to notice such a thing." Toboe held his arms tight to his chest, fearing the anger that could flow through Hige's hungry fingertips. His gentle golden eyes gazed imploringly into the relentless face of his friend, pleading for him to remember that entering the town had not been his idea.
Hige withdrew a heavy breath, closing his tired eyes he slowly backed away from the hovering profile of his young companion. "I'm sorry Toboe, I didn't mean to take this out on you---but if she is living here aren't there others?"
The auburn-haired boy smiled again to the composed visage of his older friend. "No, she said that the nobles forced the people to evacuate the city. That they had plans to excavate it and build a paradise of their own."
"Are they insane!? Paradise can't be built!" Hige growled, slightly pitying the imprudence of the overpowering nobles.
"I know, and she agreed. The old woman said she had lived here all her life and would not leave it just because some crazy nobles thought they could build a heaven for themselves. So she sat in this old house and watched as one by one her family and friends left." Toboe's voice gradually gave way to a sorrowful whimper as he recalled the chronicle of the pack's newest acquaintance.
The pain and misery of this time had overwhelmed all, humans and wolves alike. Hige knew this, yet hearing tales of such grief still danced agonizingly upon his soft heart. He sighed, releasing the ache of his throbbing mind. This was sad, but he had other questions weighing on his weary head. "What about the others, are they still asleep?"
Toboe broke from his trance at the voice of his newly awoken friend. "No you were the last one. It's been about two days since we first arrived here, according to grandma."
Hige cocked an eyebrow, "grandma?" He inquired, sarcasm resting in his heavy voice.
"Yes that is what she asked us to call her." Toboe replied; laughing at the reaction the name had aroused. "Anyway, when Yasuo woke he wanted us to rouse anyone still sleeping and leave. He was afraid if we waited any longer we could lose the direction of Darcia's ship, but grandma wouldn't have it. She said everyone was too tired and hungry to fare this town. Apparently in the construction of the city the buildings were built too close together, so that even in pure daylight all is dark in the shadows."
Hige slowly nodded his head in acknowledgement. It all seemed to fit, but something seemed to lie amiss within his soul. How could it be that they all passed out at the same time? There had to be an explanation besides them just being tired. And why would this woman force strangers to stay in her house, especially strangers as strong as the pack? She was old and weak, how was she to know whether Yasuo would lash out at her or not? His pressing thoughts were interrupted as a new presence entered the musty bedroom.
"Toby, why don't you leave your friend alone now. He's probably still tired." A stale voice crackled, breaking the thick silence that had fallen into the two companion's throats.
Toboe smiled, placing his hands behind his head he closed his eyes in joy. "You're probably right, grandma. I'll leave him alone now." He glanced at Hige one more time then turned, scuffling out of the room.
Of course Toboe's enjoying this. Hige smirked to himself; the pup had lived with an old lady almost his whole life. He probably felt right at home in this place and for that Hige found himself jealous. The
uneasiness in his heart wouldn't lighten till he left this place, he was certain of this.
"Now, what is bothering you boy? You look like you've seen a ghost." The old woman continued as she sat her creaky bones upon the foot of the soft quilted bed.
Alarmed, Hige steadied his drifting maroon eyes, "N-no it's nothing like that I---"
"It's not like I blame you dearie. I'm just an old woman, no use to anyone these days." She sighed, glassy, blood-shot eyes lying lazily toward the yellow, musty quilt on which she was sitting.
"When I was younger I was a great help to everyone in this place. Assisting people in anyway I could," she drew the quilt into her wrinkled fist. "One year there was an awful sandstorm. Devastation struck this old town, tearing our buildings to the condition you see them in now. People were left homeless, so I packed up my needle and thread and went door to door, making quilts for anyone who might need them."
The gleam of pride surfacing in her thin eyes faded as reality set once more onto her elderly body. "But those were the good days of my youth. I'm of no use to anyone anymore. So I was excited---is it so wrong to say it?" Her feeble voice thinned with distress, "is it so wrong to say I was excited to once more help those in need?"
Hige's tensing shoulders relaxed, he hadn't expected her to be so open. Somehow it set him at ease as he slowly laid a tender hand upon her bony, quaking shoulder. "How can you say you aren't a help to people when you've housed 7 strangers?" He inquired; hoping these simple words would bring back the glow of her dimming life.
He waited patiently until her tearing eyes rose to meet his own. "Y-yes I suppose you're right," she drew a sleeve to her eyes and wiped away the pearly memories of her past. "Now," she spoke, cheerfully raising her chin and gently removing Hige's soft grip from her shoulder. "Why don't we go into the kitchen and join the others for dinner?"
The auburn-haired boy licked his chapped lips in the memory of the nourishment he so enjoyed. "Sounds good to me!" He twittered, jumping from his seat and slipping a helpful arm under the soft elbow of the old woman.
"That's what I like to see! A boy with a healthy appetite, you're all too thin these days!" The gray-haired woman giggled blissfully as she allowed herself to be helped from the room.
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"I see you're awake, Chubby." Tsume teased from his seat at the long wooden dinner table.
Hige ignored his white-haired friend's ranting as he turned his glistening, maroon eyes to the old woman. "Isn't it just you living here?"
"Why yes, it's only me. Why do you ask?" She inquired, leisurely making her way across the faded, yellow carpet; with each short step a lingering musty scent perfumed the house.
"It's just that this is an awful big table for just one person, don't you think?" Hige implored curiously.
The old woman slowed her pace and turned to meet the gaze of her russet-haired acquaintance. What seemed like a scowl flashed through her thin lips before returning once more to a friendly grin. "Well, I was expecting company." She swiftly strode to the kitchen giving no time for further questions to be asked.
Her crackled voice could be heard from the kitchen. "Take a seat, Hige. I'll have the food ready in just a moment."
Everyone sat silent as Hige slowly sauntered to his seat, rubbing his sensitive nose in agony. "It was nice of her to house us and all, but I can't even smell dinner of this musty scent," he moaned, taking a seat at the worn, wooden table.
"You'll get used to it soon enough." Tsume growled from across the table, insinuating that he held more important issues to discuss than the condition of Hige's nose.
Hige's glossy maroon eyes gazed toward his leather-wearing friend before staring to the water damaged ceiling overhead. "What possible problems could you have now, Tsume?" He sighed, leaning his chair back to two creaky legs.
"How can you allow yourself to be comfortable here?" Tsume demanded, pounding a taunt fist on the dull surface of the aged table. "We don't know this person; she could be our enemy!"
Hige drew a finger to his arid lips, pleading for silence from his livid friend. "Don't lecture me," he appealed in an irritated tone. "I just woke up, besides I'm sure you've enjoyed some food and water while you were awake."
"Of course I have, I'd be a fool not to. Even if the things given to us were poisonous, we would've died of hunger if we hadn't taken them. But you'd have to be an idiot to think she would kill is off with the remaining pack still asleep. Inevitably some one would wake up, realize their friends are gone and not trust her. It's common sense!!" Tsume seethed through his taunt mouth, "of course you haven't always been the brightest light bulb in the bunch, have you Chubby?"
Hige pitched himself forward, grasping a violent fist into Tsume's leather collar. His claret eyes flashed with blind anger as he dug fingernails into the tense fist ready to meet the angry face of Tsume. Hair stood on the back of his delicate neck as Yasuo and Kuri rose to separate the dueling men.
"Well well, what's going on here?" The soft crow of the old woman seemed to freeze the actions around her feeble contour. "You wouldn't be fighting at the dinner table---would you? Seems unbefitting of friends such as yourselves." She prodded with her docile, vigilant tone.
Hige sat once more in his chair, closing his gentle eyes in innocence. "Of course not, grandma! We were just teasing, that's all." He swiftly glanced at Tsume's glaring face and lightly sniggered under his breath. "Right Tsume?" He provoked, feeling he must cause a little more trouble before leaving the problem to rest.
"Uhhh yes, we were just discussing how bad Hige's breath smells when he wakes up." He replied, quick to the draw.
The old woman drew a silky scarlet handkerchief to her wrinkled mouth and chuckled. "Very well, I just came in to tell you the drinks are ready." She laughed, turning to pick up the tray of deep crimson drinks behind her. The pack sat staring as she slowly placed a frosty drink in front of their tense bodies. She clapped her hands together after placing the last glass, "I'll be back in a bit with the food, please enjoy the drinks." She smiled and leisurely disappeared into the kitchen once more.
The deep red drinks shone brightly against the dull yellow shading the room. "I'm not sure if we should drink this." Toboe whimpered, scared to touch the refreshment lying in front of his quaking hands.
"I agree with Toboe," Yasuo spoke, pushing his drink from his body with 3 quivering fingers. "Maybe now would be a good time to leave this place."
Gradually everyone around the table nodded in agreement, apart from one person. "Don't be stupid!" Hige growled, clutching his hand around the cold glass. "She's a harmless old lady; she wouldn't hurt a fly!"
"Maybe that is so, but we can't chance it. We can trust no one." Yasuo glared, anxiously waiting to rise from his seat.
"I'll prove to you she can be trusted!" Hige yowled, drawing the glass to his soft lips, he emptied the cup in one swallow.
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(A/N: back to Blue)
Chapped paws grazed the silky sand as Blue's relentless search came to an abrupt end.
"A village," She spoke, gracing the silence with her gentle voice. "So that is where they are."
The dawn spilled colors of crimson and wine across the calm desert sky as glistening stars rose into view. The world darkened slowly around her wolven body, but the air of the village ahead seemed to hold a night of it's own. The vast shadows of every dilapidated building left the city in a world of black.
Blue felt her heart beating fretfully within her heavy chest. The sight of this town was disheartening, but the task was more important than even the most horrifying of ventures. Had she not fared the desert heat on her own? If she could handle that, this one should be a minor chore to accomplish.
"Nice try but you can't lose me that easily guys." She laughed, trying to encourage her quaking feet to move forward.
With one last breath she strode forward, disappearing into the depths of the dark city.
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(laughs hysterically) I did it again!!! I was supposed to finish up this conflict in this chapter and I didn't!! (dies) O man I have to get a hold of myself and get on with this story! T.T Sorry guys but I absolutely promise the next chapter is the last one for this particular conflict! Then I will go back to Cheza and Kiba, ya just gotta hold on a little longer.
Who's as happy as I am that Blue's in the story now!? LOL you'd think I (being the writer) would have known she was coming but it just kinda worked out that way. I really like Blue cause she is one of the few anime girls who isn't overly hyper or a damsel in distress or something like that (of course Cheza takes on those roles doesn't she? Uggh)
Well thanks for the reviews, please continue to send them : ) I hope I live up to the expectations you may or may not have of this fic!