Gaara stared out over the village from the top of a cliff in the desert. The twelve year old wondered how easy it would be to destroy everyone in the village. Destroy every single person that whispered tales and called him a monster behind his back.
He leaned back and stared up at the sun, squinting at the bright ball of fire. There was no moon tonight and thus the boy felt only minimal bloodlust coming from the demon inside of him.
He was supposed to be at the training grounds with his 'team', but felt that it was pointless, no one could beat him, and so there was no point in showing up. Temari and Kankuro were so scared of him that it got annoying after a while, particularly when he was forbidden from killing them like he so wanted to.
"I'm alone. I won't believe in anyone, or love anyone. I'm alone" he said aloud to himself. Not a single person was around the area for miles. He looked down as something caught his eye.
Not even three feet away was a large paw print of a canine. He studied it, guessing its measurements to be 4 inches in diamater. Fives toes on it, marking it to be a front paw. He stood up, looking for more of them, the wind having scoured away most of the traces in the sand and the rocks not holding any.
For two years now he had been spotting these tracks, rarely spotting the owner of them. The owner being a large black wolf. The only wolf of that size and color in the entire desert infact. The creature was the only other living thing he had respect for now. He moved to follow the direction of the tracks.
Avaya lifted her nose to the air, catching a scent in the wind coming from behind her. For two years she had been in this world, most of that time inhabiting the form of a large wolf. Two years of living as an animal, hunting and killing for food. She had a regular patrol rout, by marking her territory regularly, the entire expance taking a month to travel around at a leiserly pace. But two years as an animal took its, sometimes her mind becomes more animal than human. Sometimes, she forgets, only remembering her goal.
The scent she picked up was one she recognized. Avaya stopped and turned, facing the direction the scent was coming from. The mix of blood, sand, anger, and demon combined with boy was the scent she identified with the red head boy she saw every so often. The first few times him nearly crushing her with sand that smelled of blood and death. Her abnormal wolf body just barely managing to escape
No longer did he try to hurt her, now it was mutual curiosity and respect. Though Avay still kept a distance between them, like she did with all humans now. She stood and waited for the boy to arive. Maybe she would stick around for a while.
Gaara walked slowly around the corner of a cliff wall, so as to not spook the wolf. It stood 10 meters away from him. Its ears were pulled back slightly and its eyes were ever so slightly narrowed in curriosity, while its tail was down and relaxed. He took this as a good sign andmoved closer, sitting down on a rock five meters from the wolf. It watched him closely, sniffing the air. Sea foam eyes met amber ones. Its back came up to his hip.
"You grew again." At the sound his emotionless voice the wolf jumped slightly, seamingly surprised. But then its ears cocked forward and the very tip of its tail wagged. Gaara stared at it. It had been about a month since he had seen the wolf. He judged that it made rounds of its territory, taking a month to circle it.
He took in the wolf's appearance. Other than growing again, it hadnt changed. It was still lean, like it ate just enough to survive. This was the first time he had spoken to the wolf without it bolting off. He stared at its eyes, eyes that held an uncanny intelligence, and held no judgement.
"After two years I still don't know your gender." The wolf snorted. Gaaras eyes moved only a fraction wider. A flurry of thoughts ran through his head. This wasn't the first time the wolf had shown human inteligence. It didn't happen often, but but wasn't uncommon for a nin-animal to become wild or have a family whose decendents were wild. This could be a case of one of those occurences. He decided to keep talking.
"Male?" the wolf's ears flicked back again and it snorted, tail rising indignantly. "Female then." Her ears flicked up and her tail wagged slightly. When it nodded though, that's when Gaara froze. And then blinked. The wolf barked, lips pulled back in a wolfish grin, tail wagging. She was laughing.
"You understand me." A yip of confirmation. Gaara hesitated now again. It was one thing to talk to an animal. Another thing to talk to an animal that understood you. The thought of finally going insane from the shukaku crossed his mind briefly before being dismissed. His thoughts were interupted when the wolf moved.
Gaara watched as she took a tenative step forward and stopped before taking another. Slowly she moved until only a yard seperated them. Her ears were perk up but her head was down, eyes loced on his, and her tail was curled up at the tip.
"Gaara-sama!" The wolf leapt away from Gaara and whipped around, facing the man that had yelled out. Bother her ears and lips were fully drawn back as she snarled, tail beside her leg and she crouched, fur bristled all along her back. She growled before jumping away and bolting, leaving behind Gaara and the man.
Gaara watched the wolf leave until it was out of sight. Only then did he turn his attention to the man.
"What." Any other shiobi would have atleast trembled, but this was Baki, leader of the sand sibblings team. He was one of the few people openly unafraid of Gaara.
"You skipped again." Gaara didn't bother to reply. He wasn't expected to. "I then find you with the demon wolf. Honestly." Baki scolded him. And Gaara ignored it.
The next day Avaya sniffed around on the cliffs for a while, looking for the red head boy. She decided to stick around in this area of her territory for a while and wanted to make her presence known. But she was growing frustrated with lack of a Gaara being around.
She pawed the ground and whined in frustration. Then the thought crossed her mind. She walked to the edge of the cliff that over looked the village hidden in the sand and raised her mussle to the sky but hesitated. If she did this then there would be no turning back. She weighed the consiquences before letting out a loud, mournful howl that echoed down into the village. It went on, and people froze in their activities, shaking in fear.
The demon wolf was in the area, and she had no intention of leaving yet.
Down on a roof top Gaara opened his resting eyes. A long, haunting melody flowed down from the cliffs. He looked up in mild surprise. On top of the cliff was a large black shape. He stood up before using his sand to teleport to the cliffs.
Avaya smelt his presence just before he arived, appearing in a flurry of sand as her howl ended. Startled at the suddeness of it, she let out a surprised yip. But then her ears were perked up, tail faintly wagging. She found Gaara, how effective that was, even if the whole village stank of fear now.
Gaara cautiously moved closer to the wolf before kneeling down a few feet away. The wolf cocked her head at him before taking a few tenative steps toward him. When Gaara's hand touched her fur she flinched, causing him to pause in his movements before he continued on.
The she wolf's eyes closed as she leaned into the hand that was gently petting her. The first kind contact from a human in over a year. How nice.
A/N yea sorry, its OOC