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2/8/2008 7:06:07 AM
[quote][b][u][i]Lone Wolf[/i][/u][/b] Canis Lupus, a beautiful canine with a gray coat tinted with white and black, flourishing in the wind. With her glossy black claws pointing out of her paws, used to help her in all her endeavors. Striking silver eyes that glisten in the shadow of the moon, and the bright light of the sun. She was built as a carnivore, teeth as sharp as jagged rocks. Her steps are tense and soft against the snowy ground. She is a gentle creature, roaming the forests; taking in all that nature gives her. Her hunting is a vivid demonstration of how wolves are well adapted to their surroundings. She distinguishes friend from foe, enemy from ally. Always cautious, always alert, even as she rests. Kiki was her name, and she was a timber wolf in an admirable arctic forest. Snow drizzled trees surrounded her and her pack. She knew what was happening around her, every step she made she observed the setting around her. She was a respected part of the pack, taking on the responsibilities of a mother, a friend, and an adversary. Her pups, Kiba, Toko, Kalo, and Crystal, frolicked around the bushes and snow, like three children playing at a playground. Biting playfully at each other, they taunted one another with snarls and growls. As they leaped from step to step, the snow collected along their sides, shaking it off they continued to pace near the pack. They were being watched by the rest of the pack, making sure that they were safe, and out of harms way. As night came, the wolves settled under a rock that was shading them from the falling snowflakes. As they were about to calm down and huddle around the pups, flashing lights came flickering from the distance. Bombastic noises were coming from each side of the pack. The lights flashed brighter, and brighter as they came closer and closer to where they were. Adrenaline was running through Kiki’s body. She was obligated to protect her pack. She leaped in front of her peers, and began to sneer and growl at the lights coming near her. Lips started to rise as her sharpened white teeth started to appear. The blood circulating through her body made her heart race like no other. The shadowy figures came closer to where she was fixed. She suddenly feels a sharp pinching pain on her body. Before she could see their faces, she blacked out, falling to the ground she let out a soft groan. Trying to get up, determined in her mind, she was unable. She was limp, her body numb. She hears whimpers around her, noises, bushes moving all around, and footsteps. Her eyes slowly close, she is in agony. Wanting to get up and protect her and the wolves that she annexed herself to. She fades into the mist of a deep sleep. Slowly shaking off snow out of her face, she smells familiar things, exactly how they were before. Her eyes were slowly opening as she was glancing about the area. The ground felt the same. Snow enveloped the rest of her body. The rock still staged above her. It is daytime now, the sun beating down on the snow covered trees above her. Her eyes hesitate to open. As her eyelids drag open she starts to vigorously look around her. Her pupils endure the light from the sun beating down on her. She waits for the sun to fade, her eyes still wondering. She’s hungry, her body shivering from the lack of food and water. She has to commit to standing; she attempts to lift herself up. Failing, she falls to the ground. Waiting for her strength to come to her, she sits up. Standing limp, she begins to walk softly across the frozen ground. Limping, becoming conscious, she walks in the direction of the sound of running water. Her ears are that of a machine, always listening. As she lingers closer to the stream she notices that the water is frozen over. She starts to walk along side the river trying to find a place where it has not yet become polar; luckily there is a small rift in the icy stream allowing her to access the water. Looking around her, sensing everything in her surroundings, she dips her head down. She gracefully takes sips of the water; cold to the touch of her tongue she slipped it back into her mouth. Risking the ice-cold touch of the water she takes another try at drinking the spring. Later that day, she regains some of her strength, but she is still weak. Oblivious to what happened to her pack and pups, she goes on. Determined to find them, she heaves on through the snow. She catches a small scent on the tip of her nose. Food, she thinks to herself. Trotting towards the smell, she sees smoke rising from the forest. As she comes closer, she discovers that there is a little cottage. The cottage settled along side the chilled brook. Chimney made of stone, the cottage stood proud. A picture perfect landscape, it was abreast snow-covered trees. Snow trickled off of the roof, as she stepped closer yards away from the home. Cautious, knowing that she was not aware of the existence of this place. She slowly allowed herself to come closer to this unknown occupancy. Stepping lightly, watching the activity around her, she gets closer and closer to the cabin. She examines the house from top to bottom. She notices some cut up wood in a pile along side the house. Kiki strides to the mountain of cut up wood, sniffing away at it. Picking up an unusual sent from them. Curious, she starts to rummage around the cottage. Leaning up against the logs she knocks one down, shocked, she jumps down and lowers her head as she investigates what just happened. Sheepishly she sniffs the fallen piece of wood. She then lets her guard down, now knowing what had happened. She starts exploring the front of the cottage; fond of the structure she sniffs about the building. She propped herself up onto the front of the house, inspecting a window. The window, snow blown, was blurred. Her breathe pressed against the window making it fog up. She leaped down, making commotion; she startled something and heard noises on the inside of this mysterious building. On the interior of the cottage, kids were startled by the noises coming from outside. Shivering from the cold and the abrupt bustle from outside, they got up turning off the television and started to evaluate the front of the cottage, through the window. Scared, Bri, a 12-year-old girl, walks up to the front door and opens it slowly. She arduously jumps back grabbing her little brother, George, age 10, by the arms. They started walking briskly towards the opened door, looking left and right. Thoughts ran through their minds, not knowing what it was that frightened them. Shocked by the activity inside the house and seeing the door ajar, Kiki hid behind some snow drawn bushes. Huddling lower to the ground, almost lying down, she watched the kids come out of the cottage, confused and surprised by what was happening they crept closer and closer to where Kiki was hiding. Innocently searching for the cause of the commotion, they were unsure about the distance between them and Kiki. Kiki creeps out of the bush very slowly, body to the ground, becoming submissive to the kids. Bri and George as startled as they were, jumped up in fear of the wolf. Unable to function, they stand in place. Kiki creeps up slowly towards the kids. As she gets closer to them, she dips lower to the ground, and starts to arch her back while stretching forward. She isn’t making any sudden movements; she doesn’t want to startle the kids anymore than she is startled. Coming within a couple of feet in distance from Bri and George she stops, mid-step. Her long silver tail tucked in the snow behind her, her body hugging the crisp white ice. Her ears veiled within her fur, her head lie steadily near her paws. Bri and George see that she is also fearful. Calmly, they take a step towards Kiki. In unison they start to dip lower to the ground, allowing Kiki to be knowledgeable of how they are no threat to her safety. Standing still, the kids watch Kiki as she gets up and nuzzles her nose at the base of their feet. Bri, slowly puts out her hand, waiting to see what Kiki does. Kiki looks up to the kids, thinking of her pups, she rests her paw in Bri’s open hand. [/quote] Okay, this is one of my more proud essays that I have written. Just wanted to post to see if you guys like it. I would like positive feedback, as this is my first time posting an actual story in The Flood. Tell me your thoughts. And yes, I know, I OVERuse commas....-_- I am aware. It seems long, but it doesn't take that long to read. :D Enjoy. It took me like, all day. Thanks again for those of you that are actually being apart of this. :) The anxiety of posting this is making my heart beat a lot....-_- Thanks Flood. -Kayla
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