Knight stared wide eyed at all of the faces that stared at him. He heard them mumbling words his ears had never heard. A man that was almost naked led him by a rope as he stared at the thin lanky dogs snap hatefully at him. Smoke burned his nose and he saw weird shelters that were pointing towards the sky some of them with smoke curling out of them. He had been around people most of his young life but never such people as these, where there hair was tied tightly in braids that hung down their chest. Some, mostly the males, had feathers that Knight recognized as raven, eagle and hawks. He stared at the dogs but came upon a female. She snapped at him and pulled on the rope she was firmly tied to.Knight found she was the only dog that was tied and the second he inhaled her scent he knew why. She was a quarter wolf. He whined uneasily but fasicanation was far more powerful. He was tied near her and he thrust his nose out, she growled threateningly but he failed to obey her warnings. She whirled and snapped at him, he dodged it barely as she gazed at him growling fiercely. A boy shouted at the female but didn't attempt to hit her instead kneeled down beside Knight.
"Aya" the boy said softly.
Knight cocked his head questionly at his unfamiliar accent.
"Hello" he said slowly.
Knight wagged his tail furiously and licked the boys hand.
"Qisuk!" A man shouted from behind him.
" illeq amaaq" he shouted.
"Away, New dog, not trusted yet" The man said in fairly bad english.
"I Know, he looked friendly" Qisuk said his english was as well as any other boy.The man, his father, kneeled down in front of Knight smiling. He patted his head gently and looked at his son.
"This good dog, strong too" he began.
"Blackest dog I have seen" he said slowly as if he was trying hard to get the words right.
Qisuk nodded and they both stood smiling down at Knight.
"Wahots, we will call him" His father said.Qisuk smiled.
"A good name" he smiled proudly and they turned and walked off.
Knight liked the name but Knight had been his name all his life.Yes, he was only two but it suited him. He layed his big head on his paws and looked over at the female. She slept lightly on her side. Mikisoq was her name, which meant Ginger in Algonquin. She was well named. Her fur was brown with streaks of red. Knight gazed at her beauty but soon found himself drifted off to sleep as well.
Knight awoke and saw two small black eyes staring at him. He jumped up and bared his teeth but saw it was only a small child, a girl. She fell flat on her butt tears began sliding down her face. Knight whined and crawled over to the child then licked her face gently. She giggled and ran her fingers through his black fur and began crawling over him. Knight tolerated the pulling of his tender ears without so much as a whine. Finally, Qisuk came to his rescue. He picked up the girl and carried her over to her mother, then walked back over and pulled the rope over his head. He was free and he stood and shook. Qisuk then let Ginger off her line and she shook as well but loped away. Knight followed her and ran up on the side of her. She snapped at him leaving a huge gash on his shoulder, but he continued trying to get her to play or something but only got painful nips in return. Qisuk later came to get them but stopped dead in his tracks staring at Knight. It seemed like he was staring at the white mark on his chest but he couldn't tell.
"Mitsoq!" he screamed and turned running as fast as he could back to the village. Knight was worried. Why had Qisuk looked at him that way? Was it bad? Good? He stood there in wonder and he then saw the chief and most of the village staring at him in the same exact way. In utter shock.
To be continued.....