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A [[extremely]] short fiction of how Fairydust, a character of A Wolf's Tail, came to get his job... When a small wolf with wings is asked to guide the spirits back to their homeland, will Fairydust be able to refuse ?
“Ah, White Wolf…” Fairydust sighed. “You want me to guide their spirits back?”
“That is exactly what I want you to do,” White Wolf said in a soft but commanding tone.
“Can they not find their way back?” Fairydust asked, clearly not amused by this task that his friend asked of him. White Wolf nodded sadly.
“Their spirits loose themselves, and then they never make it back.” He explained. “I cannot have this. These are our family…” White Wolf trailed off, as he gazed into the distance. Today White Wolf decided that he needed a calm and relaxing place to rest. So he made himself comfy in a large field of lush green grass, with a large oak tree a few feet away. In the distance before him, there were great mountains that rose above all else, and in the distance behind him was more forest. The wind blew ever so gently through the field, and you could hear the soft chirps of the birds. This place that he created was calm and quiet. A great place to go when he needed some time to think of what had happened.
White Wolf’s reason for being here this time, was that the spirits of his brethren were lost out somewhere – never able to find peace like there was in this field. It bothered the God greatly, and now he asked for his loyal subject and friend to help guide them back to where they belong – with Star Clan.
“Must I?” Fairydust, the small wolf with neon green wings asked, fluttering near White Wolf’s head, snapping White Wolf from his thoughts. White Wolf looked at Fairydust for a moment before he found the answer he wanted.
“I think it would be best,” He explained. Fairydust nodded slightly with another sigh. He did not want to do this, but White Wolf specifically asked him to do so. How could he refuse? Fairydust kicked his little legs through the air, sending him backwards, and then he flipped himself backwards completely, making a circle. White Wolf let out a soft chuckle, admiring the spunk in his long time friend.
“Alright,” Fairydust finally said as he settled himself back to fluttering near White Wolf’s head. “But only because I must,” He reminded White Wolf, nodding solemnly. White Wolf let out another chuckle.
“You never cease to get a chuckle out of me, Fairydust.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Fairydust replied with a laugh. White Wolf flopped over to his side, letting out a huff as he hit the ground. He closed his eyes slightly before they ended up completely shutting in his sudden urge for sleep. But then something landed on his face, soft and tiny paws padding at him, one tapping at his eye. When he opened that eye he saw Fairydust up close for he had landed on White Wolf’s face. Fairydust smiled, and began to speak as it faded.
“How will I know one of the wolves have died?” Fairydust asked. White Wolf stared blankly at him for a moment, not really sure of the question himself. His mouth opened a bit, but then he shut it as he thought about it again. Then he lifted himself up, throwing Fairydust into the air without warning.
“Arge!” Fairydust cried as he flew through the air before his wings caught on and he began to flutter completely upside down. He grunted, and pulled himself up properly.
“Would it kill you to warn a guy before you do that?”
“Sorry, Fairydust,” White Wolf said with a laugh as he looked at the upset look on Fairydust’s face. Most of the time White Wolf was a rather serious person, but sometimes he couldn’t help himself. Even if he was the God of Star Clan, he still couldn’t help it.
“Well now, as to how you’ll know…” White Wolf began, trailing off in his own thoughts. “You’ll just know.” He finished with a nod. Fairydust looked at White Wolf as if he were insane.
“I’ll just
kn-”
But he was cut off as White Wolf sucked in a deep breath, letting it out towards Fairydust’s direction. But instead of just air flowing from White Wolf’s maw, it was some sort of sparkly dust that blew out, covering Fairydust in it. Fairydust fluttered backwards, coughing as he attempted to get the stuff out of his mouth and nose. As the dust cleared, White Wolf looked at Fairydust and smiled.
“You’ll just
know,” White Wolf repeated, nodding. Fairydust simply nodding this time, although he wasn’t pleased about being suddenly covered in sparkly-dust. He fluttered up into the air, before coming back down, and resting on White Wolf’s head.
“I guess I am no longer a good thing, eh?” Fairydust asked.
“Not necessarily,” White Wolf said, gazing out into the beautiful landscape before him.
“You guide them
home.”
