The Eyes of the Search

[Darth Happy]

Ash wandered around the Empty Tundra, the wind swirling through his long fur. " Where are you?" He whispered. Ash's grey eyes scanned the horizon, searching for the figure of a wolf.

[Frankie]

((I don't really think he'd be able to see the horizon, the Empty Tundra is reeeeally foggy. Like, not able to see two feet in front of your face foggy ^-^)

Eyes had been out hunting for caribou, hoping to bring one down for her Tribe. She scented something, but the fog muffled it, and she took off running silently towards it. She let out a startled yelp when she smashed into another wolf, and she tumbled to the ground. She lay there stunned, staring into the the sky with side eyes.

[Darth Happy]

OOC: Oh, oops^^;

BIC: He didn't even have to to make a sound. Ash crashed to the ground as another wolf slammed into him. It knocked the breathe out of him. He quickly scrambled up, gasping and staring into the eyes of the other wolf.

[Frankie]

Eyes gave him an apologetic grin, "Sorry!" she said, jumping to her feet. She stared at him, "Hi there, who are you?"

[Darth Happy]

"I am called Ash of the Fallen Tree. I am searching for someone." He then realized that the Tribe of Glittering Snow hadn't really given hiim a description of Eyes. Who might you be?"

[Frankie]

Eyes of Fox smiled, "I'm Eyes of Fox in Winter Snow. Call me Eyes." she said. "Are you from Snow Tribe? If you are, I'm sorry! I'm still new to this... alphess thing." she gave him a sheepish grin.

[Darth Happy]

For once, a look of surprise crossed Ash's face. So here's the wolf I've been looking for..., he thought grimly. To her, he replied, "Yes, your tribe sent me to search for you." He said flatly. "I wanted to join, but your tribe told me to find their alphess if I wanted to join.

[Frankie]

Eyes nodded, "Sure you can join, but you have to show me that you're worthy." she smiled, "Help me catch a caribou, and you can be in the Tribe of Glittering Snow."

[Darth Happy]

Ash nodded and lifted his nose to the air. There was no caribou scent. He then looked at the ground((can you see the ground?)), searching for caribou tracks. None there either. His eyes narrowed on the intent of the hunt, completely forgetting about Eyes.

[Frankie]

Eyes grinned and took off into the fog. If he could follow her through that white mist that fits around you like a glove, and nearly depletes your eyesight and smell, then he was definately worthy of Snow Tribe. She howled over her shoulder to him, "You'll have to be quicker than that, Ash, the tundra is a large place! You won't be able to scent them, you just have to search for tracks-and hope you find some!" She chuckled as she ran, moving her eyes to fix them on the ground and look for tracks.

Of course, she didn't realize that it was a bad idea until she ran into the jaws of danger. A twoleg. It had been sitting on a short rock, hunched over what looked like a miniature sun. It was larger than normal twolegs, and had fur around it's head and brown skin. She nearly ran into the fire, and swerved just in time to avoid it, but still got her fur a bit singed. The twoleg jumped to its feet, and in its hand was a large, long stick. It pointed the stick at her and she whirled to face him and froze, her lips pulled in a defensive snarl.

She didn't quite know what to do, twolegs were unpredictable creatures, so she stood there, braced against any attack, and frozen in place by unsurity and... fear.

[Darth Happy]

Ash raced forward, after Eyes. He stopped abruptly when he heard a snarl. What's going on? Ash stealthily, but quickly crept forward until he almost ran into the backside of a smelly twoleg. It had one of their long sticks, and it was pointed straight at Eyes. "No!" he howled before pouncing on its back, trying to clamp his teeth on its short and unprotected neck.

[Frankie]

Eyes saw her chance and leapt at the twoleg, snarling. She fastened her jaws around the arm holding the stick and didn't let go. The twoleg howled in pain, trying to get the two wolves off of him, but Eyes stayed attatched, her yellow eyes fixed on Ash to make sure he wouldn't get hurt.

((Hehe, sorry, I had to put in the twoleg, it helps add to my plot that I'm forming in my head ^-^ Oh, and you can play the twoleg, too.))

[Darth Happy]

((Ok))

The twoleg struggled to fling Ash and Eyes off. An old battle feeling crept into Ash and his eyes raged with the old feeling that was familiar, yet he could not remember((He's supposed to have a "killing instinct")). Ash let go of the twoleg with one paw to pin down its head and to scratch its flinging arm. He didn't suceed very well. He bit down harder into the twoleg's shoulder, its warm blood pouring into his mouth. The twolegscreamed and stopped struggling for a moment. He quickly took the chance to bite down on its neck, but a face suddenly flashed in his mind, and a voice triled in his head. Thunder, no! Who was Thunder? Out of confusion, his grip slipped and Ash crashed to the ground. He quickly scrambled back up to chomp down on the twoleg's leg, forcing it to the ground.

[Frankie]

Eyes heard the twolegs scream, and noticed Ash slip and fall to the ground. She let go of the twoleg and nudged Ash, "Come on!" she cried, taking off, away from the twoleg. She glanced over her shoulder to see if he was following, not wanting to kill the twoleg, since it would bring trouble to her and her Tribe.

[rulerofthewolves]

Off in the distance, a figure stood, not being able to be seen. She couldn't see the twoleged, but could sure hear and smell him. She could mostly smell the blood pouring from him, and could hear the other two wolves. She knew she couldn't do much, but she knew the twoleged would probably follow them. She ran forward and tryed to get him to the ground, and bit his arm.