yellow fur.

Toboe was curled deeply into his fur next to Harper, who was nolonger uncounsiouse. The two's paws and tails mingled together even in the heap and tight curles they were in.

Kiba blended in the snow but Cheza there toutching his head flagged his position.

He got up and walked out on the ice, just wandering, circling the groupe, far out enough they couldn't see him, but close in enough he could still see them.

He sighed, and looked up into the colored sky. Somthing deep inside told him to howl, ripping up his guts, screaming to him, untill Tsume lost himself into the long, sorrowful howls. He listened to them echo out into the land, not caring at all if the pack woke up and came to his "Aid". He howled, pouring his heart out for once, and somthing warm and wet fell down the side of his muzzle. Small tears fell to the ice, froze, and were gone forever.

 

Harper opened one yellow eye slowly. The lonesome howling echoing reminded her of somthing. Deep inside her, her heart started to ich and moan. She got up, flicking an ear at all the blood on the ice and on her fur. She felt no pain, not any. None.

 

She walked quickly, melting into a slow trott, outside the clearing the wolves had found. She was aware that she was on the opposate side of the clearing as the howling, no one could see her, but she could see them.

She inhailed quickly, and lifted her head, letting out a chorus of solomn howls. The two wolves, unaware of the others identity, howled, the crys intermeaning with eachother's. Frozen paw prints in the ice traced eachother, but it didn't matter now, not now, not ever.

 

Hige woke up slowly, bitterly awakening from the reminence of sleep to the cold wind of waking time. His spot in the ice had melted into what seemed like a shallow dish around him. He got up, walked away and shook his thick tan yellow fur free of melted ice drops. Kiba was still sleeping, Cheza seemingly frozen. How much does that dude sleep? Kiba had seemingly heard the thought, and his muzzle wrinkled in his sleep.

 

Hige folded his hears and pulled back his head a little. It took the young wolf to realize the sorrowful howling, and when he did, he felt the urge to howl.

 

 Bound by Blood

Bound by Soul

Howl, free wolf

please, be bold

Let your voice rise

far along the snow

cry, my free wolf

please, let me know

Earthly tought,

heavenly brought

firey hell 

never thought

cry, my free wolf

you are not alone

cry, fear never shown

 

Hige flicked an ear as he remembered the words he had once heard from somewhere around the city. It had always made him feel free, and belonging. He didn't know how, but it did. He looked to the ground, Harper had been here, small fried blood was in the paw prints leaving.

Hige knew this could be enteresting, because Tsume hadn't showed yet, and there were two wolves howling.  But because Harper was younger, and she was seemingly closer, he wouldn't hunt down Tsume. Besides, he liked his ears on his head, non-nibbled.

Setting out to fallow Harper's track, Hige lowered his head and breathed in heavily, taking in all the scent to fallow her. He hadn't gone to far before his paws ached from the heavy trott he had carried.  Phew, I suppose KIba was right, running is a whole lot easeir.

His thoughts were broken as he saw Harper, standing tall and stiff legged, hear tilted high to the fading aroura. Her eyes were closed; and she looked seemingly frozen, other than her beathing.

He snuck up quietly, and wagged his tail a little. This would be so fun.

"Harper? What the hell are you doing?"

Harper broke off from her howl and looked at him, and for the slightest second, Hige thought he saw pure suprise in her eyes. But it was quickly replaced by anger, burning fury.

"What are you doing here." Her question was more of a demaned, her voice flatt and hard, not like the beautiful flowing voice Hige had heard, and was starting to regret interupting.

"You left the spot, I couldn't help but poke around." He protested, flattening his ears.

"You're following me. Cut it out and head back."

The other wolf's howling stopped.

"I'm not following you! You just got hurt and-" he was cut off by Harper's now ready-to-kill voice.

"Why should you care?! Get your furry little tail away from me, or I'll tear your ears off!" Her threight was verry beleivable, and Hige started to turn around. But came back with a harsh retort.

"It's not me that cares, Toboe would freak if you just left him."
Harper flicked her hear and bared her fangs.

"Shut up." She growled.

"Why should I? You'd be devistated if he left too."

Harper snarled and leapt up, her paws forward and her jaws open. She was seriouse about the ears. Hige flattened his hears, hopping to protect them and flinched down , hoping to dodge her attack.

She landed just off, blood smeered accross her face. Hige looked confused for a moment, before his ear began to sting, a crazy, maddening orange sting. She had torn into his ear, stripping a small chunk of flesh out.

"Get lost before I take off the rest of your ears, furball." She growled. Every bit of her, her deep amber eyes, bristling frame, everything told she was seriouse.

Hige whimpered and turned away, scrabbling accross the ice as quickly as he could. He looked behind him quickly, but in return of not paying attention, he smashed into a half disorented Toboe.

The two skidded into seperate heaps of snow. Looking up, Toboe folded an ear and got up. Hige flicked his tail and growled deep in his thought before getting up and shaking the snow from his fur.

Blood spattered vaugly into the snow, and Toboe's eyes widened. Hige suddenly remembered his little injury from messing with Harper. Toboe walked slowly to Hige, his small build was diminutive to Hige's.

"Where-where'd you get...that?" he asked, tilting his hear a little to Hige's ear.

"Guess." Hige said flattly, becomimg suddenly feircom.

"Ice? Claws? What?"

"Harper."

Toboe stopped and starred off. He looked so quickly deep into thought. What did Hige do to prevoke that? He wondered.

"Why?"

"Cought her howling."

"What's so bad about that?" Toboe felt a small pun at that. His neame meant "Howling."

"Dunno."
 
"Spiritual time?"

"Maybe." Hige walked off, not wanting to answer anyymore questions. He mumbled angrily under his breath before curling back up into the dish that he had slept in.

Why would she do that? Toboe wondered. He walked to where he hasd collided with Hige. Pawprints, Harper's paw prints, lead to her spot. He thought it'd might help a little if he saw what happened.

He trotted happily to Harper, who wasn't paying attention and walked right beside Toboe. Who cares if he loses his ears? The guy never uses them! Harper growled. Toboe looked at Harper. Why didn't she notice me? And, how can she walk? Toboe turned around and lopped to Harper, stopping at her side.

 

"Hi."

Harper just growned.

"So...What's up?"

Harper lifted her head and gave him a blank look like she always did when she didn't feel like making an explination.

"..Oh.." Toboe whispered disapointedly.

"Sorry, dude." Harper shrugged.

Does, does she know that she was hurt? Toboe wondered. Starkly, he remembered what had happened during the night. He flattened his ears and felt his skin burn onder his fur. He scurried back up to Harper.

"Uh, does your back hurt?"

"No."

"Do, er, do you know what happened to Tsume?"

"No."

"Do you even remember what happened?"

"Guess."

Toboe cleared his throat a little. He wanted to talk to her, but she...she didn't seem so like herself.

"Hey, Harper?" Toboe stopped.

Harper turned around to face him.

"What."

"Do you...do you feel okay?"

Harper thought for a minute, looking to a pawprint. She looked back at him and gazed into his brown gold eyes.

"Well, not really. At least, not right now."

Toboe looked at her, amazed that she would admit that to him. He didn't know weather to dig in deeper and try to help, or just leave it there and act like it was normal.

"Uhm,...What's...wrong?"

Harper looked out to the bare ice.

"Someone was howling. And, and I thought I could..." Harper's voice broke up, like she was on the verge of tears.

"I thought I could talk to my brother again." She said, sitting down.

Toboe said nothing.

"He's, dead." Harper stated, picking up on the wafts of confusion blazing from Toboe's fur.

"Oh."

She let her ears flopp down over her face, and she sighed.  She looked up and gave a weirie smile.

"Impossable, right? It's amazing what you think you can do when you meet Kiba and go to this "Rakuen" place, huh?"

Toboe stared at her. She was so honest to him. Not rough and mean like she was to the others. Toboe blinked and smiled.

"Yeah, I suppose so."

Harper stood up and wagged her tail a little, her warm smile inviting him to walk with her back to the temperary camp. Toboe smiled, and ran over, his mouth open and tounge lolling.

The two picked up speed and ran back.

 

 

Kiba was up by the time and looked at the two, calmly and with ease. Harper immedeatly lowered her head, narrowed her eyes and grimmaced. Her usual posture around the group, large, lanky build, deep chest; perfect for running; long, well muscled legs for speed, but evenly powered to fight. But no matter how she ate, bones reveiled under her shaggy fur.

Toboe twitched his nose and pulled back his fur, taking a few steps away from Harper. She was

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