Post by Takhi on Mar 14, 2008 8:32:58 GMT -5
Blackeye
Out of the silence, suddenly came the howls of a wolf pack. Takhi could see the silhouettes of wolves fly onto the bull elk. They weren't her pack, but strangers. They were rogues, loners, Kerls, a pack formed form the ones who had been isolated. Together, they formed the Kerl pack. One of them had lodged its claws into the neck of the elk. They were all dark in color, but very strong. You could see their muscles bulging through their ominous fur. From what Takhi could make out, these were fierce predators. About eight of them had advanced on the panicking bull.
They had heard the screeches he had made when he had charged after Takhi. The wolves responded. Their meal had called to them. There were no pups in sight as the large adults came crashing through the trees, snouts curled and jaws gaping. They snarled as they attacked the bull's slender legs. Two more had cantered out of the shadows and tried to help to bring down the elk. One wolf had bitten onto one of the tines on the antlers as it climbed up the elk's back. With its teeth, the wolf tore through the velvet and ripped it off the undeveloped antlers. The bull screamed in agony as the blood vessels were torn. Crimson liquid trickled form the open wound, staining the rest of the velvet red. The scent and flavor of it motivated the wolves to pursue more aggressively. They would not give up, now that they had tasted blood.
All of them leaped onto the screaming elk. Desperate to run, he swayed his head back and forth and reared, trying to force the wolves to fall. It was useless. The wolves held on tight with their teeth and claws and refused to let go. One younger wolf bashed his head into the elk's ribs. The elk screamed again before finally toppling over. The wolves leaped off of him before hi hit the ground. Once the bull elk slammed down with a loud thud, all ten wolves swarmed over the helpless animal, each biting and clawing, fighting for every piece of flesh. The bull would never get up again.
A much older wolf padded over to the elk's neck and sank its teeth into his throat. The elk's tongue lolled out of his mouth as he gasped for air. Blood welled up inside his throat, choking him. The bull elk gave one more desperate screech that was muffled over by the hot blood and blinked his eyes weakly then died, his eyes glazed as they stared at the sky. The pack of wolves that stood before Takhi all smiled, but did not eat any longer. The lead wolf had raised his tail. The wolf looked over to Takhi. He was dark brown and black. A few gray hairs dulled his pelt and revealed his old age. Takhi gasped.
The Dragga had only one eye. The other was an empty hole lined with deep scars. His other eye also had long scars across it. He was obviously a fierce fighter. Takhi observed the other faces that stared at her. All were heavily scarred. Some had torn ears and broken teeth. One drappa had part of her lip missing. Their eyes were a vibrant array of colors: some yellow, some green, others blue. Takhi was soon afraid. Was she in danger? Could they be staring at her with the thought of a meal for tomorrow? The old Dragga snorted and shook his head. He padded up to the shivering pup. The Dragga towered over her. He was bigger than her father, making her shivering intensify.
The wolf stared down at her before he said, "You sure stirred up the woods there." Takhi blushed and replied.
"I-I didn't mean-"
"Thank you," the Dragga interrupted.
"What?"
"You allowed my pack to have a meal. They call me Blackeye." Takhi's ears became erect again as she felt comfortable around the wolf. She smiled and, with a slight laugh, said, "I believe I can see why." Blackeye smiled.
"Yes. Well, I guess so. This is my pack. As you can see we are quite...misshapen, you could say."
"Yes. You're all covered in wounds."
"Well, we were all Kerls at one time. Kerls get into many fights because every moment of their life is a fight to survive. Without a pack it's almost all but impossible to survive. I spent my life offering the loners a chance to be apart of a pack again. I offered friendship and love and a family. In time, the loners and outcasts of the wood had joined together and became the Kerl pack. We are known as the fiercest of all wolf packs. Other wolves do not respect us because we are outsiders that have become a family. Many wolves do not get that chance at having what we have now. More often than not, they die. But I have saved these wolves from an untimely death." Blackeye was obviously a very proud wolf. Who wouldn't be if they had saved all the lives of their pack mates?
"I guess you're the reason why my mother doesn't want me to wander into the woods alone," she said with a sullen tone.
"Most likely. But there are others far worse than the likes of us. Other wolves think we are blood thirsty just because we are a group of loners, but even loners have compassion and will not kill a pup such as yourself. An adult wolf, however, will be injured if not dead if they trespass or are searching for a fight."
"I see. Well, it's been nice to meet you, but I must get back to my family. They must be worried."
"Of course, but allow me to escort you."
"Okay. Thank you." Takhi's tail wagged. She liked this wolf.
"No problem." Blackeye said with a smile. Takhi waited as he padded back to his pack and informed them that he would be absent for the time being while he brings little Takhi home. They nodded as Blackeye turn back to Takhi and began to pad along with her.
"So what brings a pup like you wandering around these parts of the woods?"
"Well, I was a little bored and I wanted to play. I saw a baby elk alone and I decided to chase it. When the calf reached the adults, the bull elk did not approve of my fun. That’s when he charged after me. My leg got injured, but it’s okay now."
"Well, bull elk are very short tempered. Especially when autumn hits," Blackeye explalned.
"Why autumn?"
"Mating season. The bulls fight with each other to win harems of cows, all to themselves. They fight with their antlers. That soft fur on those antlers sheds when they are ready for the rut. They turn into lethal daggers that can pierce through flesh and bone. Some wolves die by those antlers. I, however, lost my left eye."
"Wow. I guess I won’t be chasing them anymore."
"Well certainly not until your older. You’ll be able to take down the calves and cows a lot easier when you are larger and stronger. As for now, watch out for them. But for you there are others that will hunt you so they have a meal that day. With one bite, a pup like you will be on their menu."
"What animal is that?" she said with her mind fill with wonder.
"Foxes. Those pathetic meat thieves can make an easy meal out of you."
"What do they look like?"
"Reddish orange fur, white face and tail, and fierce, golden eyes. They look like us only smaller in size. They are clever and sneaky. They’re the masters of trickery and deception. One rule: never trust a fox. They will seem innocent enough, but when your back is turned, they’ll betray you and rob you blind, or even kill you. Haven’t your parents told you about them?"
"No. They just tell me to not go in the woods alone."
"Do they tell you anything?"
"No. They ignore me like I’m not even there. My brother and sister do nothing but pester me. I just don’t feel I fit in."
"Welcome to our lives. We were all shunned like you. A Kerl’s life is anything but joyous and loving. Being alone had to be one of the worst feelings I’ve ever felt. We wolves long to be part of a family. A Kerl’s life is torture on any wolf’s heart. Most don’t survive," Blackeye spoke with a sad tone.
"Well, I guess I’m already a Kerl." Takhi's ears drooped.
"Tell you what: when you’re older and you feel you’re still not happy with your pack, you may come and live with me and my pack."
"I’d love to." Takhi and Blackeye neared the edge of the woods, the pack’s den in their sight.
"Well, this is where I say goodbye and-"
Takhi’s farewell was interrupted as Wayk leaped between her and Blackeye. He snarled as he faced the old Dragga. Blackeye growled and crouched down, ready to lunge.
"Stay away from my pup, Kerl!" Wayk warned. Blackeye said nothing, only curled up his lip, showing his fierce teeth.
"Stop!" Takhi screamed. She pushed her way between the two Draggas. "Dad, Blackeye wasn’t harming me. He was bringing me home."
"Yes," Blackeye agreed, "So keep your ground before you make a fatal mistake." Wayk, for once, listened to his daughter, but still kept his glare on Blackeye.
"Remember what I said, Takhi." Blackeye still stared at Wayk as he spoke. He slunk off into the darkness of the woods. Takhi watched his silhouette disappear within the trees.
Out of the silence, suddenly came the howls of a wolf pack. Takhi could see the silhouettes of wolves fly onto the bull elk. They weren't her pack, but strangers. They were rogues, loners, Kerls, a pack formed form the ones who had been isolated. Together, they formed the Kerl pack. One of them had lodged its claws into the neck of the elk. They were all dark in color, but very strong. You could see their muscles bulging through their ominous fur. From what Takhi could make out, these were fierce predators. About eight of them had advanced on the panicking bull.
They had heard the screeches he had made when he had charged after Takhi. The wolves responded. Their meal had called to them. There were no pups in sight as the large adults came crashing through the trees, snouts curled and jaws gaping. They snarled as they attacked the bull's slender legs. Two more had cantered out of the shadows and tried to help to bring down the elk. One wolf had bitten onto one of the tines on the antlers as it climbed up the elk's back. With its teeth, the wolf tore through the velvet and ripped it off the undeveloped antlers. The bull screamed in agony as the blood vessels were torn. Crimson liquid trickled form the open wound, staining the rest of the velvet red. The scent and flavor of it motivated the wolves to pursue more aggressively. They would not give up, now that they had tasted blood.
All of them leaped onto the screaming elk. Desperate to run, he swayed his head back and forth and reared, trying to force the wolves to fall. It was useless. The wolves held on tight with their teeth and claws and refused to let go. One younger wolf bashed his head into the elk's ribs. The elk screamed again before finally toppling over. The wolves leaped off of him before hi hit the ground. Once the bull elk slammed down with a loud thud, all ten wolves swarmed over the helpless animal, each biting and clawing, fighting for every piece of flesh. The bull would never get up again.
A much older wolf padded over to the elk's neck and sank its teeth into his throat. The elk's tongue lolled out of his mouth as he gasped for air. Blood welled up inside his throat, choking him. The bull elk gave one more desperate screech that was muffled over by the hot blood and blinked his eyes weakly then died, his eyes glazed as they stared at the sky. The pack of wolves that stood before Takhi all smiled, but did not eat any longer. The lead wolf had raised his tail. The wolf looked over to Takhi. He was dark brown and black. A few gray hairs dulled his pelt and revealed his old age. Takhi gasped.
The Dragga had only one eye. The other was an empty hole lined with deep scars. His other eye also had long scars across it. He was obviously a fierce fighter. Takhi observed the other faces that stared at her. All were heavily scarred. Some had torn ears and broken teeth. One drappa had part of her lip missing. Their eyes were a vibrant array of colors: some yellow, some green, others blue. Takhi was soon afraid. Was she in danger? Could they be staring at her with the thought of a meal for tomorrow? The old Dragga snorted and shook his head. He padded up to the shivering pup. The Dragga towered over her. He was bigger than her father, making her shivering intensify.
The wolf stared down at her before he said, "You sure stirred up the woods there." Takhi blushed and replied.
"I-I didn't mean-"
"Thank you," the Dragga interrupted.
"What?"
"You allowed my pack to have a meal. They call me Blackeye." Takhi's ears became erect again as she felt comfortable around the wolf. She smiled and, with a slight laugh, said, "I believe I can see why." Blackeye smiled.
"Yes. Well, I guess so. This is my pack. As you can see we are quite...misshapen, you could say."
"Yes. You're all covered in wounds."
"Well, we were all Kerls at one time. Kerls get into many fights because every moment of their life is a fight to survive. Without a pack it's almost all but impossible to survive. I spent my life offering the loners a chance to be apart of a pack again. I offered friendship and love and a family. In time, the loners and outcasts of the wood had joined together and became the Kerl pack. We are known as the fiercest of all wolf packs. Other wolves do not respect us because we are outsiders that have become a family. Many wolves do not get that chance at having what we have now. More often than not, they die. But I have saved these wolves from an untimely death." Blackeye was obviously a very proud wolf. Who wouldn't be if they had saved all the lives of their pack mates?
"I guess you're the reason why my mother doesn't want me to wander into the woods alone," she said with a sullen tone.
"Most likely. But there are others far worse than the likes of us. Other wolves think we are blood thirsty just because we are a group of loners, but even loners have compassion and will not kill a pup such as yourself. An adult wolf, however, will be injured if not dead if they trespass or are searching for a fight."
"I see. Well, it's been nice to meet you, but I must get back to my family. They must be worried."
"Of course, but allow me to escort you."
"Okay. Thank you." Takhi's tail wagged. She liked this wolf.
"No problem." Blackeye said with a smile. Takhi waited as he padded back to his pack and informed them that he would be absent for the time being while he brings little Takhi home. They nodded as Blackeye turn back to Takhi and began to pad along with her.
"So what brings a pup like you wandering around these parts of the woods?"
"Well, I was a little bored and I wanted to play. I saw a baby elk alone and I decided to chase it. When the calf reached the adults, the bull elk did not approve of my fun. That’s when he charged after me. My leg got injured, but it’s okay now."
"Well, bull elk are very short tempered. Especially when autumn hits," Blackeye explalned.
"Why autumn?"
"Mating season. The bulls fight with each other to win harems of cows, all to themselves. They fight with their antlers. That soft fur on those antlers sheds when they are ready for the rut. They turn into lethal daggers that can pierce through flesh and bone. Some wolves die by those antlers. I, however, lost my left eye."
"Wow. I guess I won’t be chasing them anymore."
"Well certainly not until your older. You’ll be able to take down the calves and cows a lot easier when you are larger and stronger. As for now, watch out for them. But for you there are others that will hunt you so they have a meal that day. With one bite, a pup like you will be on their menu."
"What animal is that?" she said with her mind fill with wonder.
"Foxes. Those pathetic meat thieves can make an easy meal out of you."
"What do they look like?"
"Reddish orange fur, white face and tail, and fierce, golden eyes. They look like us only smaller in size. They are clever and sneaky. They’re the masters of trickery and deception. One rule: never trust a fox. They will seem innocent enough, but when your back is turned, they’ll betray you and rob you blind, or even kill you. Haven’t your parents told you about them?"
"No. They just tell me to not go in the woods alone."
"Do they tell you anything?"
"No. They ignore me like I’m not even there. My brother and sister do nothing but pester me. I just don’t feel I fit in."
"Welcome to our lives. We were all shunned like you. A Kerl’s life is anything but joyous and loving. Being alone had to be one of the worst feelings I’ve ever felt. We wolves long to be part of a family. A Kerl’s life is torture on any wolf’s heart. Most don’t survive," Blackeye spoke with a sad tone.
"Well, I guess I’m already a Kerl." Takhi's ears drooped.
"Tell you what: when you’re older and you feel you’re still not happy with your pack, you may come and live with me and my pack."
"I’d love to." Takhi and Blackeye neared the edge of the woods, the pack’s den in their sight.
"Well, this is where I say goodbye and-"
Takhi’s farewell was interrupted as Wayk leaped between her and Blackeye. He snarled as he faced the old Dragga. Blackeye growled and crouched down, ready to lunge.
"Stay away from my pup, Kerl!" Wayk warned. Blackeye said nothing, only curled up his lip, showing his fierce teeth.
"Stop!" Takhi screamed. She pushed her way between the two Draggas. "Dad, Blackeye wasn’t harming me. He was bringing me home."
"Yes," Blackeye agreed, "So keep your ground before you make a fatal mistake." Wayk, for once, listened to his daughter, but still kept his glare on Blackeye.
"Remember what I said, Takhi." Blackeye still stared at Wayk as he spoke. He slunk off into the darkness of the woods. Takhi watched his silhouette disappear within the trees.
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