Into The Plain...

[rio]

Sario walked stealthily through the plain, looking for any sort of wolf he could find. He had never felt anymore lonely than he did right now- not even when all the attention was on his older sister. Elessario kept his chin up though, and hoped he'd find some sort of company- even an older, not playful wolf. All he wanted was to here the voice of someone of his kind. Rio knew there had to be at least one wolf on this island, somewhere. As he walked, he grew even more tired. He felt as though, he was almost to the point of collapsing. Instead of falling and landing on something that could, and would, probably hurt him, he layed down and curled into a ball.

As he lay in the plain, thoughts and memories began to fill his mind. He missed his mother, his father and even most of the pack. He longed for his sister to return, unharmed and with a happy story of how she escaped. He knew though that this would not happen. He wished it did, but sadly, he knew it most likely would not. With any luck, he'd at least find another wolf.

Sario's instincts, as young as they were, told him that he should probably howl to find someone else. The little guy had never howled before, so this would be rather interesting. Rio pulled himself up to a sitting position, which would proably be better for howling. He took a deep breath, leaned his head back, and... barked? Yes, little Rio barked instead of howling. He had only heard a howl once or twice, but he knew what he had to do. He had to back, except, hold it out. He straighted back out and took another deep breath before pulling his head back to howl.

This time, he acctually howled. Glee built up inside him as he howled the message, "Rio is looking for a friend!" He sat back up so he could look around, alert of his surrondings. If he was fortunate- which he, unfortunately, he was not- he may of been heard by another wolf in the area. If no one shows up, he told himself, in the next few hours, I'll have to go searching for a friend. Searching this area would be a great task, sine wolves are so fast when they're grown up. However, Rio had a pretty good idea that he'd be able to track someone down on thsi island. It wasn't possible he was the last wolf left here, was it?

[imp]

Limp body lay soundly within the meadow, only the small sounds of snoring being heard from the tiny creature. This meadow was the perfect bed! With the long grass to shelter him and the flowers to cushion his body, it was better than any rock he ever took a nap on. The male barely stirred as he was within his own dream world, looking over past memories. He had been on the ground like this for hours, ears twitching time to time to catch any strange sounds. Soon they caught a most unexpected visitor.

Seeing his still body as the perfect perch, a monarch butterfly took it’s time settling on top of the tip of his ear. As it turned and walked on the ear, one of Imp’s lids opened in surprise. His usual reaction when feeling something foreign was to get up and run behind the nearest tree or boulder as swiftly as possible. In this case, his amber eye spotted the pretty butterfly before giving him a chance to run in terror. Enchanted by it, he watched for a few seconds before rolling on to his back. The little insect didn’t fly very far, remaining to flap over the small Iranian wolf. Releasing a bell like laugh, the male pawed at the air watching it go by. “What a pretty little thing.” he exclaimed happily, rolling back over.

A cute smile formed on his petite form as he rose, obviously in a good mood. It wasn’t too hard to get Imp into a cheerful state though. He was always pretty optimistic. Unless… He was alone. That thought suddenly hit him like a rock and his eyes began to water at the edges. Now he remembered why he was sleeping here! He hoped by sleeping he wouldn’t feel the aching of his heart for company. Great. Now his happy mood was suddenly shattered as he felt the empty void. “Imp needs to find a friend…” he mumbled pathetically. That was a big goal of his. Really, friendship was his life.

A strange bark quickly caught his attention and at first he tilted his head confused. It was so small and sounded a little bit off. Like the wolf hadn’t meant to bark. Before he could question it further a howl sounded not too far away and it’s call surprised him. It was a miracle! How likely was there another that wanted the same thing he wanted?! Usually wolves he confronted didn’t mind company, but never were they so out front about it. Delighted, the male quickly gave his coat a shake to get off any flower petal or stray blades of grass. He needed to catch him before he moved on!

Immediately Imp began to race towards him, barely touching the ground as he sped past. When the male’s figure finally caught his eyes he tried his best to slow down, only to slip on his own paws and come to a rolling stop. On his back once again the wolf found himself right in front of the pup, a little bit surprised. To tell you the truth, he had never seen a pup before nor anyone nearly his size. Rolling over so he was laying on his belly he looked at the other male confused, tilting his head as he tried to figure him out. Imp had the heart of a pup, but was actually full grown at 1’4”. Usually other wolves towered him, so this was definitely new. “Are… are you Rio?” he asked as his brow rose. “Imp must say you’re a very small wolf.”

[rio]

To Rio's surprise, it didn't take long for another wolf to confront him. In nearly minutes another wolf was laying right in front of him. Rio blinked and nodded at his question, "I'm Rio." He said quietly, for some reason becoming a bit shy now. However, when the other wolf called him a 'small wolf', Rio frowned, "I'm only a bebe." When living with his parents, he always had trouble pronouncing 'baby', for some odd reason. They always had him say 'bebe' instead, since it was much easier for him. He looked at the other wolf and smiled, "Who is Imp? Who are you?"

Rio waited a minute and looked at the wolf. His eyes could tell that this wolf was no enemy, and was probably nothing to worry about. Besides, at this point Rio didn't care much if this wolf would bring any harm to him, he couldn't hunt well as it was and was probably going to end up dying anyway. Actually, this wolf looked friendly, and kind.

A small smile grew on Sario's face as his head tilted, "Play play?" He asked innocently, wanting to run around and play. The new hope gave him much reason to believe that he could play, and even find some food. When he was lonely and bored, he obviously would feel tired. But now it seemed as though he was having an adrenaline rush. Rio crouched down in a playing crouch and let his tail whip back and fourth violently behind him. A smile was brewing on his face as his eyes twinkled with excitement, "Play!"

Suddenly, a small thought popped into his mind and brought about a question. He straightened out so he was standing, and asked the other wolf, "Are there other wolfs 'ere?" This question he hoped you be replied to with a positive response, "Packs too?" The little guy wanted to find out whether he was going to find others here who may be kind and caring enough to help him out.

"Food?" He also pondered out loud, really hoping this new friend might have any additional details about this land. He smiled and pawed the grass below, just thinking of eating something made his tummy growl. Hopefully, they had rabbits here for him to munch on- they were his favorites by far.

[imp]

“A bebe?” he repeated, his forehead wrinkling as he tried to figure what out that was. “Huh, Rio looked like a wolf; Imp apologizes.” He didn’t put much more thought into it as if he was afraid that focusing so hard would give him a head ache. Continuing to lay down his ears flickered at the “bebe’s” next words, asking him an easy question. “Imp’s name is Imp!” he said delighted, happy to introduce himself. It was evident that he didn’t realize his speech impediment. “Imp was napping over there earlier and he is very happy to make you acquaintance, master Rio!” Again, the male had attached himself to another like a leech. It was like anyone who came in contact with him became his master. Young to old, unless he found someone stronger to protect him, would he hesitate to stay close to the pup.

At his words he looked a little surprised to such a foreign word. “Play?” he asked confused. The male didn’t have much of a childhood and most the people he had met in his past had been cruel. They never played with him… But it was a command. Commands must be listened to. A little unsure how to play, he simply copied the other male’s movements as he moved his body into a bow. The position felt abnormal, but he smiled nonetheless on how foolish it felt. As well, he liked seeing the other boy delighted. He loved seeing people happy! It just brightened up the male’s positive aura.

His tail wagged in the growing excitement, but his body relaxed when he realized the male was already on a different subject. With a pout he listened to his word carefully, yet wasn’t afraid to reveal he was disappointed he wouldn’t be able to learn what this ‘play’ was. “Yes, master Rio. Imp knows of three packs with Anikira. Would you wish Imp to take you to one?” he asked, his tone curious. He would do whatever the male wanted to do. Personally, he was a little afraid of going into pack lands with other wolves… at the same time he felt the danger of staying out here alone as a loner. There had been distress howls before about nasty rogue wolves running around and Imp worried that he would be the target. Worse, master Rio! Eyes widened slightly and he gulped. He couldn’t make the decision for the male though. It would be against his own moral rules to even advise him. Whatever a master wants, he gets. No comments or opinions should be inputted.