The fallen tree

It didn´t take long until soil, real soil of a forest came into the charcoal male´s view. A bright smirk formed the end of his lips as his pace got quicker, he felt somewhat joy rise inside of him. “Endlich... Land!”¹ he whispered, padding his way through the, now, more clear water, until he felt mud under his paws what turned into damp soil as he exited the body of water. Shaking his charcoal fur vigorously dry, he would sigh, more in relief that he didn´t had to stay any longer within the soiled water.
Turning to see the silver-ish female had followed him, he grinned weakly, raising his banner once again in pride and slightly dominance, his receptors errected and sharply pointed at the sky as he stared at her, waiting for her arrival. “From now on I guess, we have to simply roam through the lands? I don´t know who those Alphas are you were talking about, though if you believe that they are still here, we may should try to find them?” he inquired. However, the more likely possibility crept it´s way from his mind to his mouth, exiting it via words, “They are probably gone, though. I can´t really think that any Alpha would abandon their pack just like that... There are maybe more rogues around. Like that little mutt.” Growling slightly, he´d add in a rather cold, though amused tone, “Tell your little friend, next time he insults me, I will tear his little limbs apart.” Baring the ivory canines within his mouth, he´d try to calm himself and actually accomplished it. “If he should ever dare to, I won´t hold myself anymore.”

Addressed: Silver \\ Mentioned: Red \\ Word Count: 278 \\ Note: Ugh, poopy post.
1. Finally... land!

Fenris needed a while until his suspicion was proofen, “She didn´t follow me but asked me to lead? Can anyone explain me what is wrong with that female?” his voice was irritated, an audible grumble rumbled within his throat as he curled his lips back, revealing ivory incisors. “Dummes gör.”¹
Well, there wasn´t really much for the charcoal male to do than fuming about the silver-ish female who had abandoned him. He had seen many immoral female´s, she wasn´t an exception it seemed. Snorting through his nostrils, he drew his face away from the location he had come from; he´d simply forget about her. He actually had the opportunity to simply turn around and search for her. Maybe something had happened to her? Maybe she was in danger? A malicious grin was playing on Fenris´ lips as he nodded slowly, whispering, “I hope so, oh and how I hope so. Mutt.”
Focusing now on his surroundings, Fenris lifted his front paw, placing it upon the moist foliage, three pads followed. Wandering through the forest, he´d soon feel... uncomfortable? He felt watched... as if someone was right staring at him. If it was that female named Silver, he´d pretty much ignore her, however as the odor of another canid penetrated his nostrils, he halted, heightening his head with his sharply receptors errected and watched his surroundings cautiously; whatever was here, it was lurking around. “Wer auch immer du bist, komm raus oder ich bringe dich dazu!”² His voice, even though his words were much more of a threat, was somewhat a mixture of calmness with still a tad of cautiousness. Honey irises felt upon olive pools and soon he found the body belonging to them. Silver fur patterned with several dark and bright markings formed the female and he had to admit, she was a real beauty. Raising both eyebrows, Fenris lifted his banner, coiling it above his back with pride as he spoke, “Ich wusste ja garnicht...”³ he started, though ended his sentence quickly. ´Sie spricht wahrscheinlich auch kein Deutsch.´⁴ nodding at his own thoughts, he´d correct himself, “Excuse me... May I ask for your name, miss?”


Addressed: Apache \\ Mentioned: Silver \\ Word Count: 357 \\ Notes: Fenris likes Apache yay!c:
  1st. Cheeky girl. 2nd. Whoever is out there, show yourself or i make you to! 3rd. I didn´t know...