Hey minna! Sorry for not updating this chapter. ^^" I'm not fully recovered yet so chapters will be slowed but NOT stopped. Anyway, enough blabbering, ON WITH THE CHAPTER.

Disclaimer: SoraRyu-chan does not own Fairy Tail, if she did, well, she doesn't, so don't worry about it.

Chapter 3:

Lucy's POV

I walked home deep in thought. Well, what now? Where do I go? My so-called 'nakama' kicked me out of my home and I can't go back now…

Soon, I reached my apartment. I turned the doorknob and slowly opened the door. As soon as I did, a ball of light and dark gray fur attacked me. I then felt a warm tongue lick my cheek. After a minute or so of the creature licking me, it stopped and let me get up from the floor. ( it made Lucy fall when it tackled her.)

I got up and brushed off invisible specks of dust off my clothes. I looked at the little creature and noticed it was a wolf. It had light gray fur, while its eyes were a beautiful shade of gold. Amber. Its paws, tips of its ears and tail were dark gray. I looked at it for a while until the wolf's ears perked upwards in curiosity.

'Uff' It barked at me softly. 'Have you forgotten me?'

My eyes widened when I realized who that wolf was. Fang. I grinned from ear to ear and looked at Fang.

"Gruff uff krrrr" I growled in response. "I remember, don't worry, but you're just in time. I'm about to leave here, coming?"

'Wuff!' I didn't need to understand, the excitement in his voice said everything. I chuckled.

I walked up stairs and packed lightly.

"Where should we live?" I asked Fang.

'How about the forest I lived in while looking for you?'

"Great idea! Let's go!"

~Time Skip to Daylight Forest~

We settled down in a clearing surrounded by trees and creating a small pile of firewood for campfires in future.

"Fang, stay and look after camp."

'You can count on me, partner!'

Satisfied with Fang's reply, I left to hunt. I walked around, looking for rabbit holes, ponds and rodents.

*Rustle*

"Who's there?" I growl. I stood in front of a pond that I found. I was about to stop and fish.

"Whoa, whoa Blondie, no need to be so harsh." A guy around my age emerged from the bushes.

I immediately recognized him. It was the annoying yet entertaining (not in that way, ew) stingy bee.

Let's see how long it takes for him to realize who I am.

"You know, you are in MY territory, so I have every right to be harsh." I hissed.

He raised an eyebrow at me, then his face seemed to light up, as if he came up with a genius plan. He ran straight at me and pushed me into the pond.

"BAKA ANNOYING COCKY ARROGANT BASTARD STINGY BEE!" I shouted at him. As soon as I realized that I had given away my identity, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand.

"Frosty? That you?" he widened his eyes at me, waiting for a reply.

"Yea, it's me…" I gave in. I stood up and got out of the pond, drenched.

I then felt strong arms wrap around me.

"We missed you, Frosty." He whispered into my ear. He let me go and we talked for a bit, catching up on each other's lives.

"Hey Stingy Bee, where's Rogie? He here?" I brought up the topic as soon as we finished talking about what happened after I left the camp 7 years ago.

"Rogue? He is back at our campsite looking after Frosch and Lector while … I…hunt…" He shot up and said, "Crap! I'm supposed to be hunting!"

"Tch, good job Stingy Bee." I rolled my eyes and said sarcastically.

"Well, aren't you supposed to be hunting too?"

"I already did. You know, if you want-"

"Sting what the hell? It's been 30 minutes!" A black haired guy yells at Sting.

I stood and tackled the black haired mage. "Rogie! How you been?"

"Frost?" he asks in between breaths.

"Yep!"

'Awoooooo!' I hear a loud howl coming from behind me, probably 80 metres away.

"Well, Fang is calling for me…" I say as I get off Rogue and give him a hand. "since you guys don't have food, why not get Lector and Fro and follow me to my camp? I have a lot of food, so sharing is no problem."

"Since you don't seem to mind, let's go!" Sting said, fist-pumping.

And that was how the four of them ended up at my campsite, happily wolfing down the food.