“I mean,” Aleks snapped back, shoving a few
extra clips into his bag, “That they fucking jumped me, beat my face in, and
now the money is gone, Sly!”
“We just have to get it back before Kootra finds out,” Sly
said, trying to calm him, but even he sounded doubtful. You don’t lose that
much money when the money belongs to a crew like the Hub. He’d seen plenty of
what happened to people who lose money in his lifetime and he needed all of his
fingers, thanks. He was lucky to be alive now, he wasn’t gonna
push it by hoping that the Hub was gonna be understanding here.
For the past few days the scientist concluded that both
subjects have taken on a mutual respect. Not taking attraction to one another,
but not physically harming each other either. The scientist noticed that not
much was happening between the two and have minimized the observation of them
to just Ink and Sci, which were the ones who started it all.
Within the exhibit Fresh was merely minding his own
business, listening, crawling, hunting. It was quiet, calm, Fresh had his eyes
on a particularly fat pheasant. He stalked and creeped silently through the
bushes, locking his eyes on the target. His paws were soft and his glare
narrow. He licked his lips, ready to strike. That is until a rustle in a nearby
bush alerted the bird, causing it to fly off. Fresh growled in annoyance to the
sound. He looked up to see what had caused it and saw the so called ‘she-wolf’
who he was begrudgingly placed with. She squeaked in surprise seeing Fresh
tauntingly staring at her. She ran off
before he could say a word and Fresh just brushed it off with a huff.
Fresh sniffed the ground, searching for a new victim, soon
spotting another pheasant, he crouched again. He sneaked his way closer to his
locked prey, getting ready to pounce, but of course, something had to go wrong.
Again. The rustle occurred, instigating the bird to fly off like the last one.
Fresh growled more furiously and looked towards the sound. His growling got louder
seeing it was her running off again. He grunted in frustration and just decided
to go to a different part of the exhibit.
Same routine, same prey, same technique. Hopefully it will
pay off. He crouched and crawled, sneaked and slithered. Finally getting close
enough to pounce and sink his teeth into its neck. Same everything,
unfortunately. The rustle was even louder than the others and the quick retreat
of the bird was even more panicked. Fresh was now infuriated. Once, an
accident. Twice, a coincidence. Third time, intentional. Fresh snarled and
stepped towards the sound, noticing the timid female. He barked at her causing
her to flee. He chased after her, almost losing her once or twice, she was
surprisingly very fast and agile. Eventually, Fresh tried a different tactic
and pretended to lose her.
Blue huffed, coming to a halt when she saw he was gone. She
smiled and sighed, turning around to come face to face with her chaser. She
whimpered as her ears flared back and her tail retreated between her legs.
“I-I’m sorry, I-I-I was trying to be quiet, I swear. I n-never-”
“Sit!” Blue immediately obeyed, even putting her whole body
beneath him, which fresh wasn’t too surprised about. She was skittish and
scared. Fresh growled with narrow eyes, which Blue didn’t dare to look at. “What
were you doing?”
Blue whimpered and covered her face. “I-I-I was just, w-watching
“Why?” Fresh kept his tone cold and stern.
“You’re v-very good at hunting. I-I’m sorry I scared them
away. I didn’t mean too, I was just-”
“Enough.” Blue instantly shut her mouth, still
looking down. “look at me.” Blue didn’t want to. “Look at me.” He said sternly.
Blue shivered and whined, tears beginning to perk, but slowly raised her head. “If
you’re scared that I’m going to hurt you. Than I don’t know what you’re scared
for. I’m not going to harm you and whatever caused you to be like this is, I’m
guessing, unspeakable, but I am annoyed. I don’t mind you watching me, but do not mess up my hunting. You seem like a nice wolf, so I’ll let you off with a
warning. keep your space, I like to go it alone.” Blue nodded furiously, with a
slight blush on her face.
Fresh walked off with a heavy gait, leaving a relieved and
somewhat flustered Blue. She lingered on what had happened, looking off in the
direction he had left in. He didn’t hurt her, scratch her, bite her, or even
yell at her. She loved the way he acted, isolated yet gentle, almost
emotionless, but she didn’t care about that last part. It was so much better
than the pain she had endeared before she was rescued. It wasn’t just his
personality she loved, it was him, his charm, his robust physique. However,
Blue knew better than to put everything on the line for a stranger, even if he
did seem perfect. Everyone has their flaws and Fresh’s lone wolf nature was one
that she hated, but was determined to beat it out of him.
Fresh also dawdled on the conversation. Why had he held
back? Was he getting soft? Or was it just the fact that she looked like his
mother? Either way, he didn’t like how he acted. If it were any other wolf he
would have at least pushed them to the ground to get his point across, so why
was she different? Fresh didn’t know. He just shrugged it off like any other
problem he’s had in his past. Fresh wasted no time, returning to his hunting.
Without the constant alerting sound of a rustling bush, it was much easier to
catch a meal.
One fat delicious pheasant later, Fresh licked his paws
clean of any blood, later dipping them in the pond to keep them from any
unwanted stickiness. His ear twitched to the pitter patter of paws, noticing a
panting and tired Blue. She walked towards Fresh with a small mouse in her
mouth. She placed it in front of him, stilled huffing for air.
“I *huff* I know you d- *huff*don’t like me very much, but *huff*
I got you something to say I- *huff* I’m sorry for messing up your *huff* hunting.”
She pushed the mouse further towards him with a smile.
Fresh stared at the very small rodent and then back at Blue
who was growing tense at his lack of action or words. “You’re not very good at
hunting, are you?” Blue perked at the question, somewhat shocked.
“I-I mean, I-I’m not the best, but, um-”
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Blue’s ears drooped and his tail
curled close to her.
“H-How did you-”
“How did I know? Well, it’s obvious. The result of your ‘hunt’
was a smaller than average mouse and your tired from most likely running after
it because you either didn’t know or didn’t use the proper technique to capture
it. It’s pathetic, really.” Blue grew tense and embarrassed at his situation.
No one ever taught him how to hunt. He was always given his food in a dog bowl
until he was placed in this facility. He looked down at the ‘pathetic’ prey he
had captured and sighed.
Fresh pushed the so called ‘meal’ back towards Blue. “If
this is how it is with most of your hunts, then I think you need this more than
I do.” Without another word, Fresh walked off with a smug expression. Blue just
sat there staring at the dead mouse with a sigh. She pushed it away again and
returned to her thinking tree.
Fresh came back to the pond, after a quick nap and saw the
dead rodent still there. He looked around for that female, but came up
empty. He got what he came for, drinking
from the pond and then going to hunt again, he would’ve eaten the mouse, but it
was so small and skinny, it wouldn’t have been worth it, plus it had probably
been there for a few hours, maybe more. He began to sniff and search, until he
heard a soft rustle and felt a few leaves fall on his nose and forehead. He
shook them off and looked up. Was… was that that female in a… tree? He moved a
little to the right to get a better look…yup, it was her. His jaw dropped in
shock. Can all wolves do that? Can he do that? No, there was no way. Fresh
never liked to associate with others, but the fact that a wolf could climba tree
was unthinkable. He smiled and put his front paws on the tree trunk.
“Hey!” Blue looked over the edge of the branch, but looked
the other way seeing it was just him. Fresh was confused. She’s usually more
alert when he talks to her. Was it what he said about her hunting?
“Hey! You alright?” No answer. Definitely, what he said.
“If it’s about your hunting skills, it wasn’t supposed to
offend you, I was just stating the obvious, plus you ask. Sort of.” She looked
back over the side.
“You here to gloat?” He tilted his head.
“What? No! I actually wanted to ask how you got up there.”
She tilted her head too.
“What do you mean? Can’t you do this to?”
“If I could I wouldn’t be asking you.” This made Blue smile,
knowing that she could do something he couldn’t.
“Y-Yeah, I guess not.”
“So… Mind teaching me?” Blue pondered and thought of where
he could be going with this.
“Why should I teach you?”
Blue bravely asked.
“That’s a- a good question. Hmm. Why should you teach me?” Fresh said the last part to himself.
“How ‘bout this! You teach me how to climb a tree and I
teach you how to hunt. How’s that sound?” Blue sparked, but covered her
excitement with more conditions.
“Teach me how to hunt, then I’ll teach you.” Fresh smirked
and looked at her.
“You’re a clever female, aren’t you?” She smiled and jumped
down beside Fresh.
“And you’re a sly male.” Fresh laughed at the comment.
“Got me there. Say, I never got your name.” Blue looked at Fresh
with a slight blush.
“O-oh, it’s Blue.”
“Oh, like the color?” She nodded with a laugh.
“Fresh.” Fresh said with a slight grin.
“That’s a nice name.” Blue commented, giving Fresh a slight
purple dust over his cheeks, but barely noticeable.
Blue giggled, jumping in excitement knowing she’ll finally
learn how to hunt without wasting so much energy. Fresh admired her attitude
towards this and remember when he used to be like that. A young happy pup with
his whole life ahead of him, but that was all taken away along with his mother.
He had promised to never get attached to anyone again. Loving with all your
heart only lead to heart break and pain, but why was she so different? He had
no idea, but he did know that he better stop thinking and start teaching. Blue’s
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