((Hrmn... Don't think I've been too active recently... Soz everyone, been busy with life. You know how that is. Aaanyways, here's an update.))
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"It’s wonderful now, to have a friend. I’ve been so alone, only recently did I actually feel lonely, and now, stupid as it sounds, it’s like a hole in my heart’s been filled. Thank you… Crys."
Atra sat at the entrance of her, and Crysanthia’s, den. Atra found out that Crysanthia was new, like her, and so offered Crys a place to stay. Crys’ story had been a lot happier than Atra’s, and she knew it. Happy about it too, knowing that her first, and only, friend, hadn’t suffered as she had. Crys had simply been, quite honestly, incredibly bored with her old pack and set off to forge a new path, fraught with adventure and heart-pounding action, and helping out wolves in need. Quite noble actually.
Atra turned towards the dawning sun, deep in her thoughts, when Crysanthia came out, stretching. “Good morning Atra.”
Atra turned towards her friend. “Morning Crys. I think today’s going to be a good one for hunting. It rained last night so the ground will be muddy. Air’s crisp and clean, and not much wind either. “
Crysanthia padded up to Atra. “That’s good, it’s autumn now so over the next two or three weeks we should start to store extra food for the winter. I know you had a hard time when you first woke up, and it’s best we don’t have a repeat.”
Atra nodded. “That’s probably best. Let’s get going, usual hunting ground?” Atra asked, referring to where she had been hunting the day she met Crysanthia.
Crysanthia nodded. “Usual hunting ground.”
Atra returned the motion and ran into the forest, making sure that Crysanthia was following. Atra raced through the trees, branches whizzing by in a blur, and a small breeze whipping her face. The landscape seemed to pass by in fiery hues of orange, red, and yellow.
It wasn’t long before Atra found a sparkling river that was near the strange green creek, noticing a familiar white pelt too late, and skidding to a stop, barely missing Alicia, before being crashed into, herself by Crysanthia, who couldn’t stop herself in time. Propelled by Crysanthia, Atra crashed into Alicia, sending all three wolves flying to the ground. Dazed, Atra looked up at Alicia with a sheepish grin, before saying, “Whoops, sorry Alicia.”
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((Starts earlier, back at the den still. Just so you all aren’t confused.))
Crysanthia cracked her eyes open as soft beams of sunlight hit her face. Getting up, she noticed Atra was outside, so started walking, stretching along the way. “Good Morning Atra.”
Atra turned, before saying “Morning Crys. I think today’s going to be a good one for hunting. It rained last night so the ground will be muddy. Air’s crisp and clean, and not much wind either. “
Padding forward, Crysanthia grinned slightly. “That’s good, it’s autumn now so over the next two or three weeks we should start to store extra food for the winter. I know you had a hard time when you first woke up, and it’s best we don’t have a repeat.”
Atra nodded and gave a small twitch of her head towards the northeastern section of the forest that would take them back to the creek where they met. “That’s probably best. Let’s get going, usual hunting ground?”
Crysanthia gave a small nod. “Usual hunting ground.”
Atra raced off into the forest, and after a moments glance, Crysanthia raced off after her. It was early autumn, and leaves were turning colors, and starting to fall. Crysanthia’s running sent up plumes of fiery reds, yellows, and oranges, as she set after Atra, sprinting to make up for the slight head start Atra had gotten. Too late, Crysanthia noticed that Atra had stopped, and immediately tried to slow down, but to no avail. Crysanthia plunged into Atra, sending her, an unfamiliar white wolf, and Atra into the ground.
Atra looked up and spat out a few leaves. “Whoops, sorry Alicia.”
Crysanthia got up shakily, glancing first at the wolf they had crashed in to, who was apparently named Alicia, and then at another unfamiliar wolf that was brown and black.
Atra got up too, helping Alicia to her feet. “Sorry about that Alicia. This is Crysanthia. Crysanthia, Alicia, Alicia, Crysanthia. By the way, didn’t I see that wolf with you last time I saw you?”
Crysanthia nodded at Alicia, then turned to the other wolf. Apparently Atra hadn’t met this one yet, but she seemed to be on friendly, or at least speaking terms, with Alicia. Crysanthia just hoped that these two wouldn’t be trouble.
