Brothers (open)

[Kenook]

The waves crashed on the shore. The sun was out and there was not a cloud in the sky. However, this was only an allusion that it was warm. It was still the dead of winter and the wind blew off the water and made the air that much colder for anyone who walked across the shore. There were a few things still there from the past. A few things made of wood were scattered about, but no one knew what they were. They were things made by distant creatures that were long gone.

Walking along the shores were two wolf figures. They were both male and they came to rest right near one of the wooden structures “What is that?” the taller of the two asked the other. The tall one always asked the short one questions. He just assumed the short one knew just about everything. The short one shrugged “I don’t know what they are called.” The tall brute made a face and sighed “Sage you must know what it is. They don’t call you smart for no reason.” So the shorter ones name was Sage. He was not that much shorter than the first brute, however he was clearly less athletic and did not spend too much time at play or hunting to keep his strength up as much as the other. Though they did not look it too much, these two were brothers. One was taller than the other with a tanish pelt on his back. He was quite attractive for a young wolf, and his only fault was knowing it all too well. The other brother was only slightly shorter. I was not as strong but he was definitely smarter than his brother.

The two of them sniffed around the water’s edge, trying not to get wet while they were there.

[Saber]

"Pfft, what whimps"

A grumpy, young wolf padded through the discord. His paws made gentle splashes as they made contact with the silky water. His fur was soaked, frozen droplets dotting most of it. He felt heavy as he padded. He gazed at the sky, a mocking voice rang into his mind.

"You're too young Siberus! Blah Blah Blah..." The wolf, now known as Siberus, shook his head angrily and continued on his way. He hated being bossed around and everything. It really got on his nerves. But hey, when he's older and stronger, he'll give everybody a real run for their lives. Siberus let out a grin at the thought.

Suddenly, he heard movement. Two strange scents entered his nose. Two creatures, wolves, were not far ahead. Siberus decided to get closer and take a bigger look. He crouched behind a few bushes, trying not to make noise. He eyed them. One was big, the other was small, or rather he was short. Siberus kept moving closer and closer, silent as a mouse. Then, a twig crackled under his feet. He panicked. Did they hear him?

[Kenook]

They kept looking around at everything that was there. There was not much to see except random scraps of wood that were somehow put there by an unknown force. The waves kept crashing onto the beach and every time Flash saw the need to run at them and bark at them as they receded. Sage shook his head “Come on they can’t hear you” he said. Flash shrugged as he often did before giving a retort “I don’t care, I can still give them a piece of my mind if I want to.” Sage rolled his eyes.

When Sage looked down again he saw a very funny looking rock. He cocked his head and sniffed at it. It did not smell like other rocks. It kind of smelled like water and sand. He nudged it softly with his nose and then the strangest thing happened, it started moving. He barked at it and then whined a little. He followed it, still trying to sniff at it. Flash walked over and saw it “Wicked….” he said softly and he ran over to it and started nudging it over and over with his nose. Sage cocked his head again “Flash wait we don’t know if it could….” he was cut off by a sheer scream coming from Flash. Sage looked to see what was going on and the rock had somehow pinched Flash’s nose and was hanging off of him. “AH!!!! Get it off of me!” he said. He shook his head and finally the rock let go. Sage shook his head and then heard a twig snap “Flash! Shh… we are not alone”

[Saber]

Siberus's heart raced. The wolves had heard him, and it was all because of a stupid little twig. He was frightened now. He could easily take on one of them, but not both! He was now stuck with a choice. Should he confront them, or should he run and hope that they wouldn't catch him? He pondered for a moment until finally deciding his move.

Siberus stepped from the bushes, his tail held at a moderate level. He eyed the two wolves in a humourous way. After the display with the turtle, he felt that he knew who the weaker one was, in case they chose to fight. "Uh.. hi..." he managed to say.