-1Eat or be eaten, the rule of life. That's the way I've always lived by. Along with my comrades. The life of a wolf is the one I live. Even though I look so different. My brothers walk on four legs, I on two. Never have I seen one like me before. But even though my appearance is different my brothers and sisters never treat me differently. We are all equal. We hunt together, sleep together, live together. I remember noting besides this life. How it came to be, I never really bothered to think about.
The leader of our pack took me in. His own pups had died from the harsh winter. My mother is a beautiful white pelted wolf, her eyes glow with love when ever she looks at me. My father loves me just as much as he had loved his own pups. His pelt was black as night, his eyes were a bright yellow. He taught me the ways of the wolf. Even though problems came up because of the way I looked, he always came up with solutions. He hopes for me to one day be leader in his place. I just hope I can be looked up too by the other wolves. Our pack consisted of six wolves including me. There was my father, Kiba Kuro, my mother, Kiba Shiro, a red she-wolf, Kiba Aka, a male wolf with a white pelt and one sliver foot, Kiba Giniroashi, a gray male wolf, Kiba Haiiro, and me Kiba Kiniro.
Our happy life of regular wolves died one day in spring…
I was out hunting alone for once. I had gotten bored with resting. Bunch of old dogs. They were always so tired after hunting. For some reason I never was. So I went hunting alone or I explored. I chased a rabbit until it found a hiding spot in a crack in a bolder. Sniffing around the place for something else, I smelt fresh meat. It smelt like caribou. My favorite! Using my nose I traced the source of the smell. It had come from around the boulder, there was a small hole which the smell came from. So I crawled in. As I went a little bit more in something with teeth grabbed my paw. I howled in pain. Before I knew it behind me closed and it was pitch black.
Somewhere not too far away.
"HOWL!!!!" Sounded from the cave where I had put some bear traps. I was hoping to catch something today or the next day. I grabbed my gun and other things I needed and ran over. The trap had been sprung, a small boulder was blocking the hole where I had put the bait and bear trap. I could hear something moving around inside. My heart leapt with joy. My first catch alone! I moved the boulder. Taking a rope I had with me, I looped it. Throwing it in the hole. While pulling it back I felt something tug it back. So pulling with all my strength I pulled my end of the rope. Out of the small cave came a boy! His arm was tied with the rope. He wore wolf skin and caribou skin tied together. His body was small and at the same time you could see hidden muscles. His hair was brownish and cover with dirt. He also had wolf ears and a tail! His eyes were golden like a wolves.
To my surprise at once he saw me he growled, like a wolf. He tried to get up and run, but his left arm was caught by my rope and the other was in the bear trap. Blood was poring out of his hand. I yelled at him.
"What are you thinking?!" How could he even smell the meat? I put it so far in only animals would be able to smell it. When I yelled at him he flinched. He tried to pull away as much as he could while still growling at me. I reached out with my free hand. As I got closer his growling stopped and he stared at my hand in fear.
What is it? What dose it want with me? I thought. This thing looked like me. It walked on two legs. But it didn't have ears or a tail like me. What is it? It reached out with one of its paws. I stopped growling and stared at it in fear. Was it going to hit me? I pulled back as far as I could. I closed my eyes waiting for it to hit me. But instead I felt something caressing my check. My eyes snapped open. It was standing over me brushing dirt off of my face. Its paw went to my ears, rubbing them. It felt so good, I let out a sound I never heard before. The thing looked at me surprised. Its eyes softened while it looked at me. It bent down and took off the jaws that held my paw. I flinched as I saw the bloody skin. It took out a white thing, and picked up my injured paw. Wrapping it around the hurt part and tying it. I saw blood seek through. It took his end of the rope and tied it around my injured paw. It then walked and picked up its things and then grabbed the middle of the rope pulling me with it.
boy is very cute. Just like a puppy. I think I'll keep him. I tied
his hands together with the rope and gathered my things. Picking up
his 'leash' I pulled him along with me back to camp. He put up one
hell of a fight. Every time he got too annoying I touched his injured
hand making him flinch and obey me.
When we got back to my camp, I tied him too a peg I set up to tie wolves I caught alive to. I had a lot of things for the wolves I caught alive and wanted to keep. He seemed very untrained as a human. Could he have been brought up by wolves? I thought while looking for something to hold him with. I could feel his eyes burning into me from where he sat.
Rope, rope, dog toy, dog treats, feather?, ah dog collar. I took out a black dog collar with a dog tag hanging from it. I was saving it if I caught a wolf puppy. Walking back to the boy I took a chain and attached it too the collar and put it on him. He had seemed to learn his lesson about growling at me. I had touched his hurt hand when ever he started to growl at me on the way here. I untied his hands. As soon as they were free he pulled his hurt hand up to his face and tried to lick it though the cloth I had tied there. He sat like a wolf, and watched me.
'What to do next…' It was getting dark, getting him here took three times the amount of time it took me to get there. I decided to cook something for us to eat. I took the chain and pulled him with me. He made a face that resembled anger as he stumbled along behind me. I tied the end of the chain to another peg which was by my tent trusting him not to mess anything up. He sat and lifted his good hand to figure out what I had put around his neck. After watching him for a bit I went to start a fire. Using a match the fire blazed. Behind me I heard the boy growl. I turned around and saw him staring and growling with fear at the fire. I chucked at his actions.
"Don't worry it wont attack you." I told him. At the sound of my voice he looked at me. He tilted his head too the side making him look like a confused puppy.
'So cute!!!' I thought. 'But dose this mean he doesn't understand Japanese?' I brushed the thought aside and continued with cooking. Taking out a pot I set it up. I decided to make stew with some left over caribou I had. Taking out the meat and vegetables. I glanced at the boy. He was eyeing the meat. He couldn't have eaten raw meat could he? I cut off a small piece and tossed it too him. To my surprise he caught it in his mouth and ate it happily with his eyes closed. He must have really liked it because his tail was wagging and he came over to me. Stopping when he met the end of his chain. He was able to reach almost up too my side. So I reached out and patted his head.
"Your so cute." His ears flattened out of my reach but he didn't pull away. He silently watched as I cooked.