her eyes flashed, a burgundy gold, and she leapt, just brushing the the water and landing clumsily on the other side. She kicked up her back feet, drying off the pads, before turning her head and looking back across the stream, smiling but frowning. scars laced up and down her mouth, making her smile neverending, but her real lips but pursed and made into a frown. her gray ears were flattened, her stance lazy, but her eyes crucial. how could she ever tell Xanthos her feelings if she really kept running away? coward, coward, coward, hissed the wind, spitting in her ear. when it had left, it had undergone a transformation and now only offered scathing remarks. Alaia winced. she hadn't exactly fit in when she had joined the pack. she had lived years of her life alone, too afraid to venture far because of her scars. even the birds had avoided her. no friends, no family, and no beating heart. the half-heart tied around her neck was the missing half of the iron heart inside of her chest. scarred and emotionless. her eyes downturned. Xanthos certainly didn't return her feelings anyway. she didn't belong here.
she didn't belong anywhere.
Kana looked up dazed from her deep sleep. She awaited her vision to clear before sharply looking atop the sleeping wolves heads. Alaia was gone. Her head tilted to the side a little examining the imprint in which Alaia's body had laid. She looked across the sky to the moon as she did often, her mind was still trying to process everything, it had been days since she had slept and her minds rate was at a slow churn. She shook her head and wondered off to look for the missing wolf, the more she thought about it the more worried she became. 'Alaia, where are you?' she asked herself. She came across a stream to see freshly laid down tracks in the mud. She sniffed the air and caught a faint wiff of her sent. She looked up and saw Alaia sitting there sulking and approached. "Alaia whether it be the streams waters that stain your eyes or your own tears, what is wrong?"
as soon as her leader's soft, steady voice called, Alaia flinched, jumped, and flattened herself onto the ground in submission, her ears pressed hard against her head and her eyes squinted shut. "alpha Kanataru," Alaia stuttered, pressing herself flat against the grass. "I..." stupid! the wind snarled, your alpha will have your head for doing this, daughter. "I'm sorry," she muttered, silent, pleading, refusing to look into her leader's golden irises with her own brown. her ears perked up slightly at the emotional question but flattened once again while her eyes hardened. "nothing," she said flatly, lying. everything was wrong. she hesistated after answering, realizing she was lying to the highest rank. stupid, stupid... tell her, fool. "it involves mating season," she said admittedly, eyes black in shame.
Kana looked at Alaia Knowingly and sat down next to her and sighed. "So you are to afraid to ask Xanthos to be your mate, i see i see." She smiled jokingly trying to calm down the intimidated mood she had set Alaia into. Kana looked back at Aster and her heart grew strikingly warm. "Alaia, you know I asked Aster to be my mate....I can tell Xanthos is afraid to ask you. Hes afraid of rejection as most are." she whispered into Alaias ears softly aware of Wildfire. "Why not you asking him?". Kana felt the wind and frowned slightly. 'The wind needs to stay out of things every once and a while' she thought to herself. Kanataru was a wind whisperer and knew Alaia had condolences of some sort with the wind but wasnt completely sure what kind of relationship. She awaited Alaias Reply.
"is it that obvious?" she said quietly, respect still ringing in her tone. perhaps it was. she hadn't been able to take her eyes away from him when the pack had first discovered here, lonely and wary on the edge of British Columbia. "he's probably just afraid of me." said she blackly, looking up at her leader as if to prove her point. her scars had scared away all of the friends she had made pre-injuries. the birds had stopped their singing when she had walked by them. she had always pictured her leader with the joker Aster nonetheless; they just seemed to fit eachother, much like two jigsaw pieces. Kana was stately and strong-willed, and Aster was brave and giving. "I'd feel embarrassed," Alaia whimpered, trying to keep the wind out of her head. failure.
Kana kept a straight face and stared at Alaias scars. She indeed was captivated, but by curiosity. "I dont think they are ugly or scary. They make you more interesting, if thats the right word." Kana smiled "They are quite intriguing if you ask me" Kana looked back up at the moon "some people think the moon is scary, but only because its a symbol of darkness to them. but if you look at it more, you see its more beautiful then that."
she blinked thrice, blinking back her surprise. "you're the first," Alaia said in her confusion, flinching slightly as her alpha studied her scars in interest. "I always wanted to befriend the birds. they always flew away because of my scars..." her eyes grew distant and childish. "I think the moon's pretty," she argued, but she could see why others would think differently. it hovered in a black oblivion, the single light in a sea of darkness. she paused again. "you're not like the other alphas," she said awkwardly.
Xanthos tilts his head to the sky. Just ask her Xan. Don't be such a wimp. Go for it!Xanthos lapped up a mouthful of fresh water from the nearest lake and walked up to a oblivious Alaia.
"Dear Alaia... may I be so honored as to be your lover? Beautiful Alaia, will you be mine?" Xanthos sat, and flatted his ears in shame, in fear of being rejected
Kana looked at Alaia a bit surprised. "I suppose im not." She mused. Kana looked down sadly trying to hide it before Alaia could see. "I had bad experiences with Alphas" she said with a smile curving up slightly "So I'm not one for violence. I understand things better than that." Kana got up "Well? You ready to ask him"
as talking to Alpha Kanataru. He was about to walk away until he heard the lines"Well? You ready to ask him" ask who? me...? Xanthos knew not what to say. Sitting quietly behind Kanataru and Alaia, he thought of what he could do to ask Alaia again, this time for her to hear him.
Xanthos gently gets up, pauses momentarily, steps closer to Alaia and whispers,
"I love you Alaia. I admire your every move, you beauty and grace. Alaiaileana be mine forever. "
Alaia nodded silently at her leader's calm words before a flash of indigo caught the corners of her eyes. it's him! cried the wind, but she had not heard it for she turned so fast the air parted in her wake. sure enough, she turned just in time to see Xanthos's golden-orange eyes fixate on her's and his white-grey muzzle curve into a smile. her breathing quickened but it was unnoticeable for she had no need to breath, and therefore no pulse could determine the rate of her shock. she saw him smile gently and saw his mouth form words... "I love you Alaia. I admire your every move, your beauty and grace. Alaiaileana, be mine ..forever."
too shocked to speak, Alaia stared at him stupidly, her brown eyes foggy around the edges and sharp in the middle. "w-what?" she stuttered, dumbfounded and bemused, forgetting about her scars for the first time in her life. "Xant-thos..." the fur around her cheeks flushed pink in embarrassment. "I love you too..."
confused, the world spinning around him, Xanthos was astonished.
"e-excuse us, please Alpha Kanataru...We...I..."
What's wrong with me why am I like this?
"Alaia, may I take you somewhere special, I need to show you something" His eyes, still fixed on Alaia's, his white cheeks turning a bright shade of pink.
the iron shifted, almost unnoticeably, inside of her chest, but it was all she needed to know how she was feeling. emotions were not easy for her...especially love. she hesitated and watched her leader. "thank you, alpha Kanataru," she said, bowing lowly to the ground, brushing her belly fur along the grass and skittering to Xanthos's side. "of course," she said is half amusement, half curiosity, the feeling of love not having reached her head yet.
Kana watched Alaia and Xanthos as if at a distance. She nodded contently almost proud. Kana had known Xanthos was there and cued that line for just that. "Xan, Alaia." she nodded and walked off only glancing back over her shoulder.
Xanthos trotted off with Alaia by his side. Soon they arrived at a field with flowers in full bloom.
"Alaia, this is where I met you. Beautiful isn't it?"
Xanthos walks over to a blossoming cherry tree and starts to dig underneath it. He pulls out a scroll of paper with a poem written on it:If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your muzzle on mine,
the touch of your paws on my fur,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.
"This is a poem I wrote when I first saw you. I loved you the first time I saw you Alaia."
Alaia bowed clumsily again to her alpha, then jumped and caught up to Xanthos, still furious and confused with her own emotions, her cheeks still flaring red. she followed her newfound and returned love interest through the winding trees, her paws fumbling, until they reached an open plain full of flowers; daises, sunflowers, lilacs, roses...she even sighted a small pond with a single, precious pink waterlily. her favorite flower. Xanthos's steady and soothing voice startled her. "...beautiful, isn't it?" were the only words she caught, but she nodded vigorously, still unable to speak, half in awe and half in still shock. she saw the indigo and black wolf stride over to a sakura tree and start digging. Alaia paused, mesmerized by the fluttering, graceful pink petals of the cherry plant. if only I were as beautiful as them, she thought, but loped over to Xanthos anyway, arriving by his side as he took out a mussed scroll of paper with words written over it in clumsy scrawl.
"X-Xan--?" she questioned, but became silent as he unrolled the paper and read a poem he had penned himself. she listened, still stupefied, until he finished, before her eyes became soft in the middle for the first time in her life. "Xan," she said, hesitating and sucking in a breath. "how could you love me?" she protested but nonetheless tears well in the very corners of her black eyes.[/size]
"Alaia, how could help from falling for you? You have grace in every step, your beautiful blue coat shines like the sun, and your soft brown eyes always draw me near. You're beautiful Alaia. Your scars must tell of an interesting past. I do not think they are ugly at all as some others might think. They show the uniqueness and beauty that only you have, Alaia."
Xanthos goes over to the fields and picks a beautiful blooming flower for Alaia. It is sparkling, different from the other flowers. He presents it to her and licks her muzzle.
she paused and listened to his words, her cheeks still flaring red, her ears flattened tight against her skull in embarrassment. "no one has ever described m-me like that," she stammered, reluctantly allowing, in her mind, that Xanthos was in no way lying to her. he really, truly loved her. and she returned the feelings. "heh," she murmured, scuffling her paws. "when I first saw you I thought you already had a mate." her eyes fell, black now, not noticing Xanthos lope away and snag a precious flower from the many in the field. she didn't even notice until his tongue rasped along her muzzle, and her head snapped up and stared at the flower in amazement. it was shimmering, sparkling, glowing, unlike anything she had seen before.
"X-Xan...I love you."
"A...Alaia. I love you too, with all my heart. Shall we go back to the pack and Alpha Kanataru now? They must be looking for us."
Xan nuzzles Alaia, and looks into her deep brown eyes.
Alaia nodded wryly, her tail swinging side-to-side at rapid speed, a smile lighting up her face. she could hardly wait to tell Mac, who she had just recently found again. Mac had dissapeared a little more than a year ago, around the time when Alaia had conceived her scars. she had soon found out that Mac had found sanctuary in Kanataru's pack. "mhmm." she rocked on the balls of her feet, staring back into Xan's amber-gold eyes, anxious to get back to the camp.
"Okay, we shall go back now, then" Xanthos gets up and begins to trot slowly with Alaia following him to the camp.
When they finally arrived, The brightly colored orange sun was poking his head up from the horizon. But Alpha Kanataru was not present at the camp. Must be out hunting for breakfast Xanthos yawned and curled up beside Alaia who was not yet asleep.
Alaia bounced next to his side, occasionally brushing her fur with his and mixing azure-grey with dark indigo. when the trees parted and encircled around the little hollow, Alaia at once sought out her neon-colored friend, Mac, to tell her the news. she must be sleeping, she thought, still determined to tell her. you should be sleeping, the wind growled, and Alaia nodded meekly in agreement. she saw Xanthos curl up beside her and plopped down onto her stomach, burying her nose in his fur.
Mac yawned and drowsily opened her eyes, she looked up at the sky and noticed the sun had only just started to come up. She was not one to wake up early, but today she felt the need to start the day a little earlier. She got up and and wandered outside. Her odd, neon markings caught the sun as she exited the den, often she was called a "paintball wolf" for her strange colors and markings. Most of her body was a dark grey color, with her underside being a lighter grey. Her front right and back left paws were both a very bright red, while her other legs had a blue flame-like marking going half way up. Her neon green stripe that went from her muzzle back to the tip of her tail made her stand out the most.
Mac noticed that a lot of her pack mates were missing, she sighed and lay back down in the grass, enjoying the cool weather while it lasted before the heat of the day set in.
"... ...mmm" The sun was high in the sky at this point of day. Xanthos yawned, and looked around to find Alaia by his side. He lightly prodded Alaia with his soft muzzle. "...Wake up dear, it's noon the rest of the pack has been up for hours. Oh, hey, Who is that brightly colored green, grey, red, and blue wolf? Hm, anyway, we should get on with the day. I hope the left some meat for us." Xanthos walked all over in search for Alpha Kanataru. "I wonder where she's been all night and day..." wondered Xanthos. "Come on Alaia, lets eat some breakfast, and find Kanataru. Oh, and by the way, who is the new wolf?"
Mac opened her eyes again to find that she had fallen asleep once again. She got up and stretched, then noticed the two wolves far off in the distance. She recognized one of the figures as Alaia, one of her old friends, but she didn't know who the other one was. She tilted her head to one side and debated whether she should approach them or let them be. Finally she sighed and got to her feet. Slowly she made her way toward the couple.
Updated June 29th, 2009 
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