In Need of a Home {Open}

[innocence]

OOC: Anyone can come up to her and care for her in their pack. That was the reason I didn't decide it when I created her.

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The snow was gently falling from the sky as Innocence made her way through the place known as the Bald Meadow. The small crystals entranced the very young femme and sometimes she was stop just to watch them as they drifted down on top of her white pelt and the area around her. This was the first time she had experienced snow on her own, where she wasn't pushed into the den by her father's muzzle, or picked up by the scruff in her mother's maw and placed in the den. Now she was free to see it for herself, to walk in the thick powder and enjoy it for all it was worth. And though alone, she was going to do just that.

A smile graced her little mouth and in a moment's decision she was off, bounding through the thick piles without a care in the world. This place was her playground, and even her slightly rumbling belly couldn't distract her. She'd been on her own for five days now, and as luck would have it she hasn't encountered any problems yet, other than the inability to hunt for herself. Luckily she'd had a full belly before being separated from her pack, so the food would tide her over for at least another five days or so. Not that she was paying it much mind.

As she played, Innocence took no heed to laying low. Predators like the cougar that had separated her from her pack didn't even seem a close reality. Nothing could hurt her here, and she was sure nothing ever would.

Her continuous bounds ended up landing her in a pile of snow too deep for her, and at that she could only laugh as she clawed her way out of the cold powder and shook off. Even as young as she was her fur was thick, dense, like her Arctic relatives and ancestors, the cold hardly reaching her during the daylight hours. Nighttime was the coldest time in which she would end up shivering herself to sleep, but it wasn't enough to kill her or injure her, and that was all that mattered.

[thieves]

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[atrb=background,http://i47.tinypic.com/1zohwg6.jpg] With the abundance of prey lacking, the male wasn’t sure as to why he would be bothered to travel to the loner lands but let me tell ya, he was hungry. Nonetheless, it was winter, the snowy season where frost capped the mountaintops, the trees, just about almost everything surrounding him, including himself but he nary felt a thing for he too was arctic. A grumble resounded in his larynx for a moment, in search of a rabbit or something to satisfy him for at least a day or 2, he wouldn’t be able to search for anything else bigger with the decreasing strength he has now. Alas, once he reached the meadows, he sees no herd grazing, nothing jumping through the thickness of the snowy meadow in desperation to get under cover, nothing but another wolf, well, pup. Citrus eyes watched the activity with keen, it was another Arctic, he could’ve sworn for a moment he was hallucinating as she went in and out of his vision, being just as white as the snow itself. Thoughts ring back to his past, his past of pain, the loss of his family; he didn’t even get to see his son turn 1. As he sat there gazing towards the pup, he could’ve sworn Fenris was playing tricks on his senses, his past and his sight. Unsure of the best way to approach him, he tilted his head back and noticed that the sun was beginning to dye the darkening sky blood red as the sun went down and before long, complete darkness enveloped all color and replaced it with the shine of stars. Then, he noticed the pup began to settle down and curl to sleep, the little form in discomfort from the cold, it wasn’t long to take Stealth to realize that it won’t be able to survive without care from someone older. He doubted Ebony would take her in, but perhaps he could ensure her safety and bring her to the Amethyst. Surprising himself that he actually cares, perhaps it was understandable for him to do so for she reminded him of his son. Not by anatomy and gender, but by how much he loved to romp around free. Padding down towards the pup, Stealth nosed her before curling up beside her, providing his Arctic pelt of warmth and awaited her waking.

[innocence]

Innocence continued to play even as the sun began to set behind the horizon line, casting hues of warm colors over the wintry scene of the snow-covered meadow. Tender blue eyes fell on the colors reflected on the sheet of white, and for a moment the sun made the snow look almost red with blood, which surprised the pup, but rather than be daunted by it, she pounced on that area of the snow. In her mind she was making a kill and ripping at it, when in truth she was only blowing snow around her and up into the air above her. It was your typical lay for a pup, and as the sun continued to further set and darkness set over the land, Innocence knew that she needed to get to a place where she could rest. But unfortunately a pup's mind doesn't always tell where the best resting places are. As she glanced back at the edge of the dark forest, the sight of it scared her and she knew she wouldn't be going back in there tonight. So she found a place that she liked, laid down, and tried to sleep.

The cold air whipped around her, causing freezing gusts to chill her, her small body shivering against the temperature quickly falling on the silent meadow. Nuzzling her nose up under her tail as she curled in on herself, Innocence tried to keep in her warmth and make herself unseen to any other animals that came out at night. The last thing she wanted was to be preyed on. Especially at night in these kinds of poor prey conditions where not a lot was available.

Eventually the little pup managed to fall into a light slumber, but no sooner had she been asleep for a few minutes than did she feel a nose press against her and then a body press up against her back, its warmth soothing despite the unfamiliarity. The feeling started to lull her into a greater sleep until a sudden jolt of realization kicked in. She didn't know who this body was, and only by smell did she know it was a wolf. Fear started to seep into her form, but Innocence tried to shake it off. They weren't attacking. She shouldn't be scared.

Sleepy blue eyes blinked open and she lifted her head, looking over her shoulder. For a moment Innocence thought she was waking from a terrible dreams, nestled next to her mother's heated body, but as she continued to smell the air, she knew this was not her mother, or anyone she knew. Swallowing hard, she brought those bright blue orbs further up the other wolf's frame until she could look it in the face. Gold eyes looked at her warmly, as if they were no threat. Maybe they weren't.

"Wh-Who are you?" She questioned, shaking a little from the fear that continued to surface despite her trying to push it back. "A-Are you.... going to eat me...?"

[thieves]

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[atrb=background,http://i47.tinypic.com/1zohwg6.jpg] Male couldn’t sleep for a while as he lay there beside the pup, whom he didn’t even know the name of and yet for some strange reason, almost out of whim, he companied her through this freezing night, he hardly cared for pups, well, only ones that weren’t his, but now he has none, perhaps that was the reason. Hot breath fogged the air as it heated the chill, glowing orbs watched the smoky apparition disperse, his mood somewhat melancholy. As the pup moved her head the brute lifted his to see the pup’s reaction, and without a doubt it was the expression he was expecting. A touch of fear and uncertainty yet thankful that he wasn’t harmless, at the moment at least, the male couldn’t help but chuckle at her questions, and they were truly something one of those ages would ask. When his sides settled he growled at the pup, the tone, a little harsh, but he was just playing, of course, the pup wouldn’t know that just yet. Lips pulling back, his teeth gleamed as the moon’s rays reflected against them. Spot on, he widened his jaws leaning down towards the pup’s head slowly before nipping her head fur playfully. Ha, my name’s Stealth. Who might you be? And what are you doing here out on your own?

[innocence]

Innocence's eyes became so wide they were comical when Stealth opened his massive jaws, and seemed to want to swallow her whole. She didn't get up and run, though. She was frozen in her spot, and luckily for her he was only playing, teeth merely nipping at her head fur, cleaning her in a way. It was a relief to the young femme, but she didn't quite feel out of the woods yet, despite his chuckling voice and warm demeanor. Wariness was all about her, but there was no reason for her not to answer his questions, was there?

"My name is Innocence." She blinked large, puppy-blue eyes as she continued to look up at him, afraid that if she took her eyes off him he would cease to be friendly, and bite into her like a fresh kill. "I got lost from my pack when a cougar attacked us after a hunt." The words were admitted softly, almost sadly, if the young pup could even fathom the depth of that emotion yet.

With the sudden thought of that awful day, Innocence moved a little closer to Stealth, burrowing against his warm side and trying to stay warm. His tail was unintentionally curled around her, and she appreciated it well, for it helped keep her from the chilling cold all around them. "Why are you by yourself?" She questioned childishly, continuing to look up at his much larger form. "Do you have a pack? Or are you by yourself too?" Such a young heart and mind couldn't help how naive she was to the world around her, and how harsh the times were now for the wolves of this land.