Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf's Rain.
Part One:
When I was a tiny pup, I had to learn everything myself, no one was there to teach me. I don't even remember what my parents looked like. Are wolves even supposed to remember what their parents looked like? When I was very young, everything was learned on a trial and error basis. Such as: how to catch food, what food I could eat, and etcetera. Ever since I was a very young pup I've been on my own. No family to speak of. I don't think I've ever wanted a family. I don't even know what a family is. I prefer to be alone…
!snap!
At this unexpected sound, my eyes snapped open and my ears stood up. I raised my head simultaneously and sniffed the air. The scent was strange to me. I had never smelt anything like it before. I hesitated before choosing to leave the sanctuary of my small winter cave in order to investigate.
!snap!
Another of the same snapping sound followed by a few less noticeable ones came to my attention as I wove through the bleak winter-y forest. Snowflakes fell gently onto my coat, but I ignored them; I had more important things to worry about right now…
Soon, I could hear voices mixed in with the snapping sounds:
"Hige! Quit breaking all the twigs! Someone might hear us!" a female voice said.
Then a second, much younger, male voice: "There's nobody here. I don't see why it's such a big deal."
A third, a little deeper than the other male voice, "It should be a big deal because the last time we checked we were getting closer to the fleet that took Cheza."
I placed my paws stealthily forward and downwind of the voices. I had more skill in this familiar woodland than these intruders, and I used it to my advantage. I peered through the boughs of a high bush that was laden with snow. I saw a group of five wolves, each a different color: white, gray, black, brown, and rust-colored. Where were they going? Why were they in my forest? Why were they so worried that someone might hear them? Most importantly, who was Cheza?
But I knew better than to let my curiosity get the better of me. It comes from my experiences as a young one. I did not trust these travelers. Whom-ever they were, they were still intruding into my homeland. I decided to follow them to see if they were just passing through. I slipped through the dark brush in the night. When I was younger, this took some time to learn considering my fur is almost as bright as a red fox's.
I followed this multicolored group for some time when I heard the gray one say, "Does anyone else feel like we're being watched?"
When the gray one said this, everyone in the group stopped moving for a few seconds. The gray and white wolves peered into the dark recesses of the forest. Both of their eyes passed over where I crouched, motionless for the time being. The white one's blue eyes passed over quickly, but I felt the gray one's yellow eyes lingering over the spot where I watched them. It was slightly unsettling, but only slightly, and only for a few seconds… a few seconds that felt like an eternity. An eternity in which I thought I was discovered. But the yellow eyes moved on, apparently unconvinced, that I was there.
"So what do you think, Kiba? Is anyone there?" the smaller rust-colored wolf asked the white wolf, whom I now perceived was the leader.
The white wolf responded after a moment of looking warily at the surrounding trees, "I'm not sure. Let's keep moving. I'm not sure we should stay here any longer."
During this brief moment, the gray wolf said nothing. I was apprehensive as to whether or not he would reveal what he believed to be my location. The group then proceeded on their allotted journey, the gray wolf pausing before following behind them.
I waited for a minute before taking this as my cue to leave, if only for a few moments. Or at least until they lost that feeling of being watched. I did not wish to be discovered.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone! I'm here, posting my first Wolf's Rain fic! Review and let me know how you think I'm doing and if you think I should continue. And blah, blah, blah… but anyway, I had to get the stories that are floating around in my head onto paper, or web-space, or whatever, before I forget one idea or another. I hope you all understand that's why I haven't been updating any of my current longer running stories such as: A Robin's Story or Kazel the Dragon Demon, and etcetera. I apologize for that. I will get right to them as soon as I find the time amid all the other fun stuff going on here at college. Write to you later! Or in this case 'howl' to you later! --riawolf