Souffle acide du vent, larmes brulantes du ciel. Le monde ne ressemble plus aux paysages d'autrefois. Les cataclysmes ont frappé, des colonnes de flammes et de fumées se sont élevées sur l'horizon. La guerre. La guerre des hommes. Et nous, les loups n'avons eu d'autres choix que de fuir. Nombreux furent nos congénères emportés. Nous traversâmes les plaines cabossées, les forêts de cendres, poursuivis par la faim, traqués par la mort.
Notre salut, nous le devions malheureusement à ceux qui avaient provoqué notre malheur.
You are sleeping tight. The dreams seize your thoughts since the sun as set and let the moon control the skies. The snow is, as usual, harsh, rigorous and very cold. No need to say that the wind was freezing. your little piece of body was still laying on the ground, just in front of the plane wreckage, were you could have warmed up with the pack. Proximity with the other wolves was still something you needed to work on, but not now. There was still a lot of problems you had to settle before your lack of sociability.
You are dreaming of a beautiful word. The kind of world nobody in angels fall first's territories could ever be able to see alive. The grass was plain green and flowers sprinkled the ground. The sun was high and bright and you were able to feel your fur grow calmly on your back. The wind was fresh and young and revivified your muscles, your energy and your will power of living happy again.
It was still just a dream. An aggressive squall whips your nose and you wake straight up, eyes wide open, snow on your head. You shake your whole body ro remove the ladder of snow on your reddish white coat, and slowly get up, muscles tense and frosted because of the unstopping blizzard.
Somebody is right behind you, but you do not want to turn around and make a fool of yourself. You don't want to justify the fact that you did not sleep with the other wolves of the pack. You do not want to face the look of judgment straight into your eyes.
▬ What do you want?
Your voice sounds a bit aggressive and is tainted with a strip of distrust. You do not even ask who is it, you just want him to leave, so you will be alone by yourself, with the shadows of your heart.
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Sam 3 Jan - 19:26
Jauges : Force : 40 Agilité : 39 Endurance : 39
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It's cold. Very, very cold. Extremely. I'm curled by myself to warm up. The wind has decided not to save me and without my little sister against me, I suffer from cold, even if I'm in my lair. I breathe in the air and straighten up my head to see outside during several seconds, and I close my eyes even more to sleep a little. I'm tired but I can't sleep without Kaya, 'cause I'm to worried for her. Where is she ? Since when she's gone ? And please ... Why !? I breathe more and more and finally, I get up. I go out of my lair and I walk for a long time, with the hope of getting tired. My paws lead me in the Sekmet's territory before I can realize it. And quickly, a wolf faces me. I stop my body and I look at her. She's a female I never seen before. A young female of my natal pack. She turns her back but she knows I'm here.
- What do you want ?
I brand hesitation. She's not happy to see me, I feel that. I pin up an arrogant smile on my muzzle and I fix her back, with a deep voice, sure of myself.
- I search my way. Maybe you can help me ?
I never ask help, but to annoy an another wolf, and above all a Sekmet, I can do that. And with smile, it's better !
You were, obviously, waiting for a wolf to come out and face you. What you were not expecting was the fact that the say-wolf was an intruder. Your guard was already up, the tail was wagging dominantly in the cold air and the ears were pressed against your fluffy reddish head. You were surprised, mad and still felt terribly alone, despite the fact that another wolf was just in front of you.
▬ F*ck you, I'm not your mom and you're in the wrong place at the wrong moment.
You certainly did not need all of the anger you threw at the male's face, but it made feel you good, like you were something, like you were alive. Your paws don't even move, you stay put like a hunter stalks his prey. He looks way too relaxed and confident for you to feel like commanding. Why does he not back off? Why does he need to piss you off? Like if it was the right moment. Like if you wanted him to be there. Like if you ever wanted to be that near to someone. You were a savage, a wild wolf. Maybe the solo life was easier? Maybe not. You didn't care at the moment.
You finally decide to move. Slowly, your left front paw touches the ground closer and closer to the confronting male. Your fangs are leisurely showing, like if you wanted to be threatening.
▬ Go away.
You were going to say it only once. The fight or flight game was on.
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Jeu 8 Jan - 22:44
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- F*ck you, I'm not your mom and you're in the wrong place at the wrong moment.
I'm immediately smiling. She's so furious and she doesn't like me. Oh, she doesn't know me so it's propably natural. But she's also particularly vulgar and I suppose she's not a good friend for many wolves. I hesitate about my reaction. I would not want to beat her because I'm not in my territory, and I respect that a little. Motionless, I fix her for a moment, before showing a mean face.
- Oh, you're so nice ! I would wish to know you more.
Yes, it's a big joke. But her face is so hilarious and I love looking for trouble. She stays at her place too. I look at her, for a long time. She is a white wolf like so much I had see in my life. She has not anything special. I sigh and I wait. When she finally decides to move and face me, my smile don't disappear, on the contrary. I look at her eyes briefly. She is angry, it's so funny. She's aggressive, threatening me with her posture. And I stay irremediably at my place.
- Go away.
I display a contrite face, like I am indignant. But I don't show my fangs too, and I smile once again.
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