A Jungle Clearing...
You stumble clumsily down the rough jungle trail, using your penknife to cut away foliage when you can. Finally, battered and bruised, you reach a beauitful clearing. The thick, lush grass shines like emeralds; the shaft of sky showing from between the high trees is bright crystal blue, and there isn't a single cloud in the sky. There is a small waterfall in front of you, and turqouise waves lap calmly at the marbled rock. On the top of the waterfall rests a beautiful canine of some sort, who watches you intently with startling purple eyes.
With a single fluid motion she leaps down from the waterfall and stands only feet away from you, her tail wagging slightly. She smiles and tilts her head courteously. " I am Sakura, Cherryblossom, first offspring of the Ookami Wolves of Chrysalis Forest. I possess the rarity of purple eyes, and the abilities over fruit, plants, and time," She says impressively, and you notice her beautiful sleek fur gleaming in the sunlight, and are mezmerized by the mix of colors. She offers you a delectable looking fruit, but just as you are about to take a bite, two furry shapes zoom past you, and you drop the fruit on the ground. Sakura watches them, her face impassive. The larger of the two shapes, apparently another Ookami, leaps from the grass and bounds over to you, her wings moving ever so slightly.
Her deep red fur glistens in the afternoon sun, and her deep black eyes sparkle inquisitively. After a moment, she speaks softly. " I am Nobara, Wild Rose. I am the daughter of Flameshiver and Darksilver, and this is my twin brother," She says, motioning with a smirk towards the smaller male, who's coat shines a mix between ebony black and ocean blue.
He eyes you warily, his head and ears slightly lowered, and his eyes narrowed. Slowly he walks forward, watching your every movement. " I am Aranami, Stormy Seas. I am the son of Flameshiver and Darksilver, and twin to Nobara." He says, casting a protective glance at his sister, who looks away.
You have the distinctive feeling of being watched, and your eyes scan the foliage warily. A sudden movement catches your eye, and a pair of pale green eyes stare back at you. With a faint rustle of leaves, a slender shape emerges from the trees, her mottled green and white coat shining with health.
She saunters over to you, her strikingly pale eyes apprehensive. In a quiet voice, her head bowed, she introduces herself. " I am Kitta. I am a wild Ookami brought here by an auction that took place in the Market, " She says, and retreats to the forest. You look around wearily, your eyes lingering on a broad flat stone of dark grey. On it rests a medium sized Ookami, his coat a silvery blue.
He looks at you, barely lifting his head, and speaks in a soft, raspy voice. " I am Gingetsune, Silver Fox, of wild heritage. Please, enjoy your stay here, and be wary of the hyper ones. They are exaughsting." And as his sentence ends, a mist spreads around him, shrouding him from your vision. You stagger back, shielding yourself against the strange magic. Taking another step, you trip over something and tumble backwards, landing hard on your back. Within moments, two small, fuzzy shapes appear above you, their canine features in an expression of confusion and curiosity.
The larger, a male with a blue and yellow coat, pokes you with his paw. " Hullo, human-pup! I am Pastel, an Easter Ookami! This is my mate! We recently had a litter of four pups, and their sooo cute!" He says rapidly, bouncing up and down, and you can tell he's pretty hyper. The female grins, and speaks next, though much slower. " I am Joy, also an Easter Ookami. I am mate to Pastel, and mother of four wonderful pups. Would you like to meet them?" She asks shyly, bowing her head a little. You nod, and she gets up, leading you off down a secluded trail, Pastel bringing up the rear.
Eventually you come upon a thicket, well hidden from prying eyes. Joy bounds far ahead of you, right into what appears to be a hopeless tangle of vines, but she continues on confidently. Within moments she returns with a small line of adorable pups, about four in all. Nudging the first with her muzzle, she smiles proudly as the pup stands tall and speaks in slightly broken english.
" I be Cadbury, first son of Pastel an Joy. I have me momma's bunny tail!" He tells you enthusiatically, and wags it for emphasis. His amber eyes twinkling, he steps out of the way just as a second pup charges forward, bouncing hyperly.
She grins at you, wagging her long fluffy tail rapidly. " I'm Kyandi, and dat's Japanese fer Candy! I'm the first daughter of Pastel an Joy, and proud of it!" She says, beaming, and bounds off to play with her brother.
The third pup, a dainty little thing with feathered wings, steps forward gracefully, her large dark eyes shining fearfully.
She speaks in a calm, more well developed speech, and holds herself proudly. " I am Skylily, second daughter of Joy and Pastel. I have the special gift of wings, a wonderful gift indeed," She says, fluttering them a little in demonstration. You note that she said her mother's name first, as none of the pups before her had. The final pup, a fuzzy little creature with very dark eyes and a bunny tail, struts forward confidently.
" Hello there. I'm Clover, second son of Pastel and Joy. Say, can you tell me about your funny fur?" He says inquisitively, cocking his head. "Fur?" You repeat, not understanding his meaning. "Oh! Do you mean my clothes?" you ask, feeling rather dumb. "Clothess.." He repeats, annunciating it carefully and slurring the s at the end. You giggle as he stands there repeating it, each time more reverent. Joy herds them back into the strange tangle of foliage, and Pastel leads you back to the main clearing.
You bend down, picking up the earlier discarded fruit, and bite in thoughtfully. Within moments of eating it, you feel far more tired than before, and lay down on the soft grass to rest...
Ookami Wolves
You stumble clumsily down the rough jungle trail, using your penknife to cut away foliage when you can. Finally, battered and bruised, you reach a beauitful clearing. The thick, lush grass shines like emeralds; the shaft of sky showing from between the high trees is bright crystal blue, and there isn't a single cloud in the sky. There is a small waterfall in front of you, and turqouise waves lap calmly at the marbled rock. On the top of the waterfall rests a beautiful canine of some sort, who watches you intently with startling purple eyes.
