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[Ascencion]

Whooosh!

And he was off! Small frame carried by gangly pillars and overly large mitts dashed through the forest.He was like a fox, and no one could catch the fox! Pace of heart quickened like a panicking bird within the depths of his chest, fluttering and trying desperately to keep up with the lively energy the pup put forth. Nothing could stop him, he ducked beneath fallen trees, skirted around pits, and hurtled over obstacles, he thrived in this wondrous playground!! A pup could have the world at its fingertips in a place like this. if only his parents would emerge form the green scenery growling out love notes and celebrating this wondrous new land he was thrown into...but that wouldn't happen. He just couldn't see them picking their way from home to here, but the hope that he would turn around a corner and run into them was still there.

Bright green pools brimming with innocence yet a dark mysterious light took in ever nook and cranny that smeared past him, he was amazed as any pup would be. Never in all his life had he been in such a vast forest, the sounds and smells were fantastic! Audits that seemed overly sized for his cranium pirked to their highest and twitched ever so often, so many little animals scurried about and dove away from his rushed and rather clumsy ongoing.

A sharp crack sounded to the left of him though causing his hocks to raise and a small growl to seep from lowered vocals, that one distraction was a huge mistake as he never slowed his pace and turned his attention from his path. With that the pup collided with a log, a sharp yelp piercing the air around him while he staggered away from the violent tree, a slow whine steadily pouring from him as hazed and groggy vision looked about desperately for help.

"i want my mom...."

Those four words came out quietly while he settled his frame onto the ground, blinking rapidly and trying to ease the pain that was beginning to settle within his small body. A dull throbbing soon creeped into his skull and his audible whine soon pitched to a new level, begging for his mom or anyone comforting. this place wasn't as fun anymore. He wanted to go home, the fox had officially been caught and was out for the count.

[Terry]

An unusual looking wolf stepped out of the brush, struting his stuff as if he were an almighty god of some sort. His golden brown eyes flickered with content as he recognized the area as the Kage Forest; a favortite among many wolves, he himself favored it among most places... it was the safest and farthest place from the ROUD humans and there were more wolves around; female wolves, to be exact. Bralim shook his large mane and did his signature smile, one that seemed to melt ones heart. His paws glided briskly across the forest floor, even when he was off-duty he suspected he should look his best incase any prying eyes came his way. Bralim sniffed in an annoyed fashion, his ear flicked away the bugs that tried landing on them. His random meandering through the forest continued, he had a bored sort of stare, there was nothing to do, no females in sight. He sighed and shook his head warily, but quickly recovered when the sound of a pained yelp and muffled voice came his way. His vocals formed a growl and he trotted towards the sound, when he arrived at the scene, the fur above his eyes raised and his smile faded. What the hell is that?, he thought to himself, as he came closer and sniffed the bundle of fur. It was still alive and had the peculiar scent of dog and wolf on it, he shook his head in disbelief. Bralim never believed that hybrids were around, yes, wolves and dogs got into temptation for each other but to actually let a hybrid live? It was like a nightmare for the poor things and Bralim tsked under his breath. His paw reached out and proded the pup's head, he called to it worriedly,"You okay, little fella?," Of course he was'nt okay, but it was all for the sake of hearing another voice.

Bralim shifted his weight to his left side and sat down with his legs spread to the left and his paws in a standing position. It was a comfortable position, it made him soothed and tranquil. He glanced down at the pup again and wondered if It'd be dead in a few days if it had broken anything. His cool eyes peered closer at the pup and he smiled warmply, he was breathing but he seemed well enough... for the fact that he was unconciess... thats what they called sleeping when hurt, right?, He pondered to himself, he was'nt a very smart wolf yet he picked up information as he went along his way... from his conquests and other animals he meets. "Theres too much to learn in this world," He mumbled to himself.

[Ascencion]

Was the earth moving? OH my god! its tipping isn't it! Mind shrieked in pure panic while eyes slammed shut and small talons dug into the earth, holding on for dear life. Its shouldnt be tipping should it? That's not normal. Hurt seized momentarily as whine was a full blown yell for help until he felt a tap on the head and the notes of another break the silence of the Forrest that held him captive. the forest that was moments ago his playground had turned into a violent roller coaster of surprises that he wasn't liking all to much anymore.

One green orb peeked open slightly, taking in the image of a full blown grown wolf in front of him, one that wasn't shaking or drooling too! The whole world seemed to drop suddenly though causing a grown of displeasure to leak from him.

"J-just make everything stand still and stop s-spinning and i should b-be fine....."

He muttered, small tail curled up around curved hindquarters and tiny audits pinned back to to his crown, refusing to move until his head stopped hurting and this land quit being mean and stood still as it was supposed too. A small wave of excitement rose in him though with the comforting presence of a knowing and semi-friendly but strange adult beside him. The brute then began talking and Rulon had the sense enough to know it wasn't directed at him. Was this wolf that was almost a hero in his eyes at the moment buts? babbling on to himself as if he could have a full out conversation. Now that would be funny!

A small laugh protruded from him before he could catch it though and eyes peered open to take in the full view of the odd looking male. The distraction of the loony bin seemed to take his mind off his throbbing head and body and made everything halt its swirling dance for a few moments. Visionaries soon regained their spunk and life as he starred at the other with a vibrant curiosity and amusement.

"You talking to the tree?"

And here it was, Rulon's smart ass comment darted forth while he seemed to regain his footing in this land after being shaken.

[Terry]

Bralim's head bobed awkwardly, did the dog mess up his head? He sighed, It'd be odd if the pup had... he'd probably talk to himself and think things that are'nt there, well, there. He'd experainced it after a great big tumble back in his birthplace. Bralim shook his head and remembered it with a sort of light touch. He had been running with his siblings and there was just one huge crack and he looked over to see his brother fall into a ditch. At first, they all laughed their heads off, but after a few moments... they finally noticed that he was'nt even speaking or laughing with them. He just hung limp and soon enough, Bralim and his siblings had an odd feeling in their gut. One of his siters went up and poked him, only to hear a sharp gasp and then his brother stood up and repreasented the perfect picture. He was not in his golden age though, he talked oddly, in third person. His walk was uncoordinated and he tripped, by the way... his eyes were cross eyed.

There was no sign on the pup of anything unusual, he just seemed in pain and in a sort of dillusional state. Bralim sighed and frowned, he sniffed at the pup carefully and tried to find any real damaged places. He had no clue wether anything was internal so he stepped back a few paces and smiled. The comment on his being talking to the trees was pretty funny, he had to admit. "No, I'm talking to you," Bralim chuckled, either the pup really thought he was talking to trees or his mind was messed up. Bralim stood up and shook his coat, it seemed to shine as the sun climber higher into the sky and he felt better for the warmth. He wondered if the pup did too. His thoughts were light, traveling onthe outskirts of his mind and gradually dissapearing into nothingness. His thick mane was styled oddly by the wind and the rain and the dirt; the elemnts, basically. His fur was always in a spiky array, but it seemed plastered to his body, it looked like an attempt to suffocate its owner. Bralim hardly noticed though, his mind was on the pup before him.

"You seem fine enough, let's see if you can take a few steps," He said casually, but he sort of reached out to the pup... he was in a world where he'd be accepted by neither wolf or dog. Bralim sort of missed this feeling, helping others back up. When he was with his siblings, he'd always help them climb higher than they were and try and perceive what they wanted. The pup reminded him of one of his other brothers; very clumsy. Bralim could be wrong, though, this pup could be one of the most coordinated around and just managed to slip up for a moment. He smiled again, a genuine one instead of his mock sire one. As he watched the pup steadily, he sighed frequently, it was nice to finally help someone instead of trying and get on their good side for ... something in return.

OOC`` I totally lost my muse D:

[Ascencion]

Who did this guy think he ways? Telling him what to do like he was his father, HA! how about not....no, no he took that back. The old geezer was just being a nice guy and deserved a little more than that, plus he supposed he should at least try walking. That seemed to be a smart thing to to instead of raging against the nutter who proclaimed he was talking to him, he was lost. The guys was confused.

Pillars rose slowly and gently while claws dug into the earth desperately as it soon began to shift once more but not so violently and sharply. So maybe he was ok, sure his head was throbbing as if someone was bashing it over and over with a rock but he could deal. He wasn't a pup anymore, he could pull through running into a fallen tree. Note to self, when some one asks i ran into a grizzly and it clobbered me before i attacked it and chased it away. he quickly edited the story within his mind as small movements were made towards the elder brute, mind wasn't on walking anymore really but fine details that could be placed within the stpry to make it flow and sound better.

Soon enough teetering and unsure steps were strengthened and he was back to bounding about being his pupish self. Pups were resilient things, bouncing back from harsh things without too much trouble, the young mind a rather intricate and complicated thing making life easier for them, but then again sometimes it had its downfalls. He still had the idea his parents were going to come charging in to be with him, praising him up and down for being such a mature adult and living here on his own. When in all actuality that small hope that his mind created along with other myths and fictional things could later on hurt him, scar him, mold him into something dark and sinister completely marring out the good naturedness that was automatically stored within children. Yes ALL. Something in life usually had to hit hard enough no matter how early to destroy it, ruin that life and bundle of light. Yes some seemed to have more of a barrier, having the ability to withstand more as to where others it takes very little, but where did that leave Rulon?

"Im up, that make you happy Mr. I talk to trees?"

Haughty expression crossed youthful features while he began to saunter about in a rather cocky manner. The old guy didn't have anything on him. Just some poofy whirlwind furr and an awkward smile that freaked him out a little. Stupid adults...they didn't have anything on him.

ooc;; Sorry for the delay && crappyness