Simply Lost

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The very first thing that woke his senses up was the sudden burst of cold air, abnormal for the summer months. Then again, it was sort of normal for being on top of a snow-capped mountain and suddenly he was glad for his long fur. "I bet in the winter it's even worse up here." He muttered to himself, utterly and supremely lost. After a few moments of wandering around, knee deep in iced over snow at the shallowest edge, he came upon a path that was laced with blood red paw-prints. Even the metallic scent of blood flowed up from it and he could tell it grew stronger farther along the path, of course he followed. It only took him a few moments to reach the gray lump that lay in a heap in the snow, immediately the scent became familiar. Rushing forwards he buried his nose into her long fur, only to have about a millisecond before the body dissipated. Vanishing without a scent. "W-what?" He fell backwards, only now realizing the blood and fallen wolf was but a hallucination. "That's fair!" He scoffed, his odd deformity acting up again, "It's all her fault anyways." With a sigh he stood still, eyes closed and long lashes collecting small raindrops as they began to fall. Her fault for making a mockery of me. Her fault for driving me out. He thought, each word growing in hatred. "Her fault for betraying me." With a low growl he shook his head, best not to think about things like that. Sighing once more he began cursing under his breath and walked back along the path. Still completely lost.

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Multi-colored coat layed against the colorful scene of summer. She looked up to her next task. As she continued to increase in height summer began to fade. She shivered at a slight breeze that had somehow made its way within her coat. Large paws gripped the slippery rocks of the trail, nails digging into the unloose hearth as she continued on her steep ascent.

She raised her nose to test the air. Auds rose sharply as she caught the scent of a traveler. This was not her land so she could not break the laws of the lands. "Tis not my land" She whispered to herself as the wind whipped around her. When she finally reached the flats she spotted the stranger. This was no ordinary wolf. Such different color and body shape. Ears large and rounded. Who was this stranger. As she approached she swore she could hear him mumbling, so in return she spoke with her powerful yet tender voice. "What did you say, stranger?"

She did not mean to come on so strongly, but she could not take it back. Instead she spoke once more, as she came within a foot of him. "Excuse my rudeness sir...umm?" She asked with a prodding tone. What was his name?

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