What a strange encounter

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Beck crept through the long frost gilded grass, careful as not to be surprised. Anything could be surrounding her. Senses on high alert she moved slowly through the frozen plains. Taking great care with each step. Her ears twitched with every sound. This place was haunting, the eerie silence was getting to her, every slight movement caused her to spring high into the air. She had to follow the trail though. The musky aroma of a wolf, young not quite as young as her but still the creature was in its prime.

Why she was following the wolf she didn’t know, only that she was staying far behind. Trailing at a distance was always the best option with strangers. Perhaps it was the thought that maybe this wolf would lead her to their pack. Just maybe they would accept her and she would have a family. No those were lies she told herself to be happy no one wanted a wolf killers blood, tail drooping she brought her nose back to the ground. Immersing herself in the other creatures scent. It was good to have something to do, take her mind off of everything that was just beneath the surface. Of course she wanted a pack, but how could an outcast like herself ever find acceptance. She shook her head violently. ‘Don’t be negative, the only reason why your following this wolf is for food, be realistic.’ Now she was talking to herself. That was a great sign, she truly was insane.

While her mind was wandering she didn’t notice the changing of the landscape around her. Slowly the growth around her had been petering out replaced by shallow banks of snow. The frozen drifts were not enough to conceal her; she was out in the open for everyone to see. How had she been so careless, stupid as always. Scanning the plains around her she searched for a sign of the wolf. She really was crazy, imagining scents that weren’t there. Dropping to the ground she let out a loud huff. Today was not going the way she had planned. As she lay on the ground a frozen pool of ice seemed to seep out from her body, crystalizing the hard packed snow.

[Cresent]

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Beck jumped when she heard a voice, spinning around she noticed a small wolf; the size of a pup was the one she had been following. The scent wafted over her. Where had she come from? Beck had been sure she was alone when she lay down, sure that the other wolf had left already. Did the creature just appear out of nowhere?

Shaken she listened to the creature babble. Children of Hvitur Ari? So she was close to a pack after all. Then the wolf had the audacity to touch her, Beck snapped at the wolf’s paw before jumping back. Hackles raised she pulled her lip up past fangs; drawing it tight to her gum line she let out a low snarl. “What, do you want?”

Staring at the strange wolf she narrowed her eyes. The creature was small, yet clearly full grown. It was still odd getting used to all these new types of wolves. She had only seen a few and from a distance but she had already had a taste of what sort of differences she was in for. Beck nearly fainted when she took a good look at the wolf, “you, have four tails.” She managed to stammer. Staring with wide eyes at the female she looked as if she had seen pups murdered before her eyes. What was wrong with her? Was this a nightmare? If so it was time to wake up. Sooner rather then later. Taking a deep breath she tried to steady herself. There was a perfectly rational explanation to all of this; she just needed to think it through.

She had met a stranger wolf. A wolf from a pack, being friendly would have been a good course of action but of course that ship had sailed. Beck also had to defend herself; she couldn’t let this wolf’s oddities get to her.

Who was this ‘Crescent’? This wolf with four tails, who vibrated with energy, overly friendly, completely foreign. Quite visibly she wasn’t fearful of Beck. Glaring she began to try and understand what was going on. How had she not noticed this stranger? How would she run away?

[Cresent]

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