Tiresome Travel ]Allison[

[Creole]

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[BG=0A2A0A] Creole had taken into consideration of the packs the Sennyo he had run into previous. He wanted to find somewhere where they would accept him for who and what he was. However, was he making the right decision? In his travels from the swamp to various locations, he found he couldn’t just go up like he had with the she-wolf he met. Then again, it was Gypsy who began it, well not with words but by the simple recognition that she made herself known to him. The words and time exchanged between the two made the Kukkien want to travel to find the place where he could settle down and really have a place he could call home. But he knew that depending on where he travelled, his good friends that clung to his mane would have to die sooner or later and he would have new plants that would take onto his roots. The simple thoughts made him stop in his walk, his head held high as he moved up to gaze at the sky above him which held some clouds that partly covered the sun. The chilly wind that gusted over him told him that fall was deeply settled and soon the world could be blanketed in the soft white snow of the heavens. Moving on, he looked back before him and traveled down the path into a U-shaped valley. Where he was exactly actually was unknown to him. It was common for him to forget where he was, or even where he was heading for that moments that passed. The weight began to have affect and he was slightly fatigued from not eating the past day. The prey got harder and with his mind elsewhere, he wasn’t focused enough. It was a bad thing, and he knew it. As the day was closing, he knew it was at least a few more hours before the sun would settle behind the horizon. Perhaps he would try and catch a meal? Deciding on that, thinking that small prey would run around in the grass beneath him, he laid himself down and rested his head on the ground. He closed his bright cyan eyes and then stilled his body. He would wait.

[Allison Granger]

She crept around the valley being U-shaped binging wonder to her why was it shaped this way? In a U-shaped valley this would be dangerous in the late winter, or early fall. She looked at her small paws black…. Such a horrible color being bland being useless Ugly, pitiful. She finally decided to look ahead, with crashing into a tree; bird fluttered around her for a second and flew up away. She crouched, decided, and sprang. The beautiful bird was killed; with hardly any blood on it she ripped it carefully and burying them, if they went to waste it would be a pity.
She ate the bird in a couple of bites spitting out the bones, why did they have to be there? It was a nuisance! It was idiotic! Mind blogging! She soon spitted them all out her teeth filing down. She was something green move, as cold winds blowing through; she smelt something different “Hello? Who’s there? Have you come to join? Come out I won’t hurt you.” She looked around the tree to see a huge massive green thing. Wow, he or she’s huge!! How’d he or she get that tall?
She walked out of the protective covering of the tree she looked with solemn hope, A new friend, she thought of the home tree which she could return to. “Hello, you are luck you met me are you looking for a home?”

[Creole]

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[BG=0A2A0A] Creole’s eyes snapped open. With the sounds to the side of where he now saw a female beside him, his head lifted. Odd, he had only been here for give or take a few hours and here was another she-wolf before him, her tone of her words quite welcoming. Her words previously hadn’t even made his ears twitched until he heard her come closer. Her coat color with the sun shining down when the clouds weren’t parted were not as stunning as the last but they drew him in almost in a trance. The color seemed to be of a wolf’s eye, the amber shade that rested against her fur while the undertones were darker, much like his own. He could barely see it from how she stood before him but he saw the soft and lighter shaded streaks along her back. Though not was ‘glamorous’ as the last one, the unique beauty struck the Kukkien more. But what drew his attention more, was the two tails that rested behind her. Their color obviously off from the soft amber, was more of a rustic red, the brightness of it almost intriguing to the Kukkien. But once the clouds swept over and blocked the sun, it almost looked like blood. Her markings intrigued him even more, making him stand up, and just about towering over her. He took in her pitch black markings on her front legs and the contrast of her back legs in comparison. He gave her a very large and charming smile, much like he did with most he ran into, though it be rare he did. What she has said lastly made his smile increase. “You must be a mind reader.” He joked for once, giving a soft chuckle. “I am in fact looking for one. My name is Creole, you may call me Loui if you wish to.” He said. He held his head up proudly, his eyes looking into her deep green ones. He absolutely loved her eyes already, and could see himself getting lost in them.

[Allison Granger]

She smiled gently at him “well if I’m a mind reader you must be lost in thoughts, talk to Ahote he’ll get you in, the Enclave you’re in its borders.” She breathed in and out, “Welcome to the Enclave Creole, nice to have you.” She rubbed her body against his but came only to his back she smiled and stood on her haunches and put her paws on his back, “Whoa! How’d you get all of this stuff on your back it’s amazing, like your height!” She smiled and laughed and fell over onto her back making a dent in the snow, she laughed again. “As you can’t tell, I’m a Lyxxi, and you are, I’m two years old! How old are you.”
“Anyway are you hungry? I’ll catch us something to eat.” She exhaled and inhaled. “You look tired, you must travel a lot.” You also look famished.” You’re in poor condition; do you want a hollowed out tree to sleep in?” She lay down next to him; he was warm she leaned on him, and then forced her eye back open. “My names is Allison, call me All, Loui.” She smiled gently and flicked her tails in opposite directions then intertwined them. This friendship was a long one.

[Creole]

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[BG=0A2A0A] Creole gave a hearty laugh as she commented on his joke. At least she could play along, that was a good thing. When she continued speaking he listened in. Ahote? Hmm, he would have to seek him out then. She was such a fast speaker that Creole’s ears perked as she happily toned a welcome. It was nice to have him? That was good to know. Her smile just made his head tilt but he continued to hold his own until she came closer. He was not threatened at all, considering she was so friendly. The slight rubbing against his body made his head turn to watch her. When she proceeded to get on her hind legs and rested her front on his back, he had no issue holding her up. She was so light compared to him. He had to blink, she was talking and moving rather fast to him and the attitude she had was much like a puppy’s. He gave a soft chuckle when she commented on his plants and his height. Yes he was taller than her by a few inches that was no doubt. Her laughter sent his own being into a rather brightened mood. Hearing laughter other than his own made him smile wider and give another soft chuckle as she toppled over beside him, watching the snow dent as she did so. When she continued to speak he gave her a smile. A Lyxxi? That explained her bright coat and vivid eyes. She was so full of energy that his long and rather large tail even tried to wag, but it failed miserably. So she was two? Not too strange, but she was young compared to himself considering he was in the middle of his life right now. He opened his maw to answer but shut it again when she continued. He simply chuckled a bit louder and watched her chim on about food. Yes, he needed some food, but he wasn’t into a hunt, but she could be of help by scaring prey towards him and he could simply taken the beast by surprise. His mind went to that until her continued speech. Now she was commenting on his well-being. Yes he was famished, but he had always looked like he had. He gazed at himself before looking back at her, still trying to catch up with her words. He felt the pressure of her body against his and laid down with her. She was too intriguing now that Creole could honestly say he was flabbergasted. When she finally stopped, hearing her name at the end and her call of his alias Loui, he gave her a warming smile. His large tail wrapped itself around her almost all too easly. It drapped over her to keep her warm considering her size as he finally had time to answer all her questions. “I shall see this Ahote you speak of then. Perhaps you could lead me to him. And these are my friends on my mane. They live with me and I take very good care of them. I am a Kukkien and I’m two years old like you. I am rather hungry but I can rest for now because I do travel a lot and have been for a while now. And your name is lovely..but may I call you Ali?” He asked kindly.

[Allison Granger]

She looked at him with a smile and a cocked head. ”This place is Aaleck Valley no one hardly comes here, is pretty don’t you think?” She lifted her head up; prey was near, a fat, brownish jackalope ran across the clearing where she was keeping her feathers. Watch and learn, bad day to scamper around isn’t it jackalope? She stood up turning around Creole hiding from the prey 3….2….1… Run! she ran into the jackalope knocking it down, knocking the breath out of her. She sped up her breathing; this wasn’t getting away from her no doubt.


She retracted the cat-like claws and slashed, the jackalope thrashed around wildly sticking its dull horns into her ribcage. She sprung on it biting down on it stunning it. “Do you want to finish it off?” She said calmly, she dragged the jackalope to Creole biting down on each leg. “Will I be on there- your mane, when I die?” She crawled back in her warm spot With Creole’s tail covering her.


With a fern in her face she sneezed, and then she coughed. “Please keep,” she sneezed and then coughed once again. “Your fern or friends to you, they’re.” She sneezed “Getting in She smiled and then coughed, “Yes, yes you can call me Alli, and l don’t mind Loui.” She leaned in closer laying her head on his back. She looked at the jackalope. “Heh, think you could beat me?” She whispered and spat at it. “You couldn’t beat me, it was hopeless to run.”