[orfeo] so far from home

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how long had it been? time had passed like the swift river basin over the round pebbles that kept it upon its course. unlike the ocean, the river went in one direction. it had a destination and at the end it met with the wide ocean in an embrace that was impossible to match. the salty sea breeze overwhelmed the fresh water of the rivers as it cascaded over the edges of the rocky cliffs. it was a beautiful sight as the sun caught the droplets of water, glinting through them and turning them into a shower of multiple colors. the sun seemed to have that effect upon any amount of water as it flew through the air, spreading as though ice had shattered in mid-drop. nature managed to do stunning thing whenever it had the opportune moment. time seemed to be one of the things it was connected to. something completely untouched by the human race seemed to preserve itself within time forever. it was like a picture had been captured in motion, refusing to fade.

spirit sighed, trying to focus more on the scent of the ocean that stretched so vastly in front of her rather than the lingering smells of her mother and her father. she had left their bodies nearby, not quite ready to push them into the ocean just yet. it would be a proper burial for them both, something she would provide for them even in the afterlife. her mother had been on her side the entire time, something she had thanked her so deeply for, but she had never wanted to watch her die on her behalf. her father had killed her mother right in front of her, only because her mother had shielded her in the last moments. she had seized the opportunity to tear the male's throat apart. it had been the only thing she was capable of doing to save herself from the other three. since she had killed the alpha, she became the alpha, but gave the position to one of the others and sent them away, back to their rightful home. their scent was minute in comparison to the death beside her.

the female finally turned to face her dead parents, what was left of her family. starting with her father, she grasped his dark pelt by the scruff and dragged him to the edge. she had always looked so much like him in every way, even the fact that she was over-sized even for a female of her species. the black fur, the white tinges here and there, and even her sheer bulk. some of her facial expressions she received from this male, as unlikely as it seemed. she pushed the somewhat memorable thoughts from her mind and nudged his body over the edge of the cliff. she didn't pause to watch it crash down into the water or to listen to the bones crack on the way. while at one time she had loved the male, she couldn't stand even the sight of his dead body now. he was her father, that much she couldn't deny, ever. it was something she could put behind her now that his life was no longer there, but it was something that would always remain.

spirit paced to the body of her beloved mother and shoved her nose into her fur, drinking in the familiar scent that she had clung to for so many years. though she had inherited so many things from her father, but also from her mother. the personality the female had was no doubt from the femme who laid dead at her feet. a bit of a spitfire at times, but collected and a true warrior for the sake of protecting the ones that she so desperately loved. her pack was important to her. she also inherited those beautiful golden eyes she loved so much from her mother. with a final sigh, she took her mother to the edge, gently nudging her over as well. she closed her eyes tightly and waited to hear the tell-tale splash of the body hitting the water. when she opened her eyes, she watched the waves carry her beloved mother farther from her. filled with renewal, she threw her head back and let out a longing howl. sorrow and pain rested there, but also determination. it was time to go home, though she was so far from it.

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[atrb=background,http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/3523/orfmid.png] From grass to sand again, Orfeo paced himself as he journeyed about. He had no exact destination, as his head was rather pointed upward toward the sky rather than in front of him. He simply wanted to find food, but it seems as though that might take a while, for he has not found any food at all. No burgers, French fries, steaks… actually there were no restaurants in sight at all. The place seemed desolate, or at least it seems to have a lack of humans. Then again, the only other wolf he had met was Toiro, but even the alpha had stated that there was a whole pack on the island. Are there possibly more? His paws brushed against the sand that felt rather welcoming and familiar. It is the sand that he had treaded on when he came upon this island, so it was recent nostalgia that washed over him like a light rain from the sky. Orfeo studied the sky again, but it was a blue clear sky with the sun smiling warmly down upon him, sending waves of heat through his fur and onto his skin. The breeze had sent him scents of salt and water, and he licked his lips as he wondered if there was any fresh water around. With a huff he quickened his pace toward nowhere, as he still did not know exactly where to head off to. Oh he was hungry, the stomach giving a pitiful gurgle as it tried to consume the emptiness inside. Orfeo looked around, but there wasn’t really anything… What was that? He had definitely seen them before, but they were usually boiled and cooked for humans. They were rather tasty to eat and very soft, but the only downside is that the creature was encased in a hard shell that required a lot of cracking to get to the meaty goodies. Humans made this contraption to easily crack the shell, but Orfeo was sure that he would somehow get the meat from inside. The creature scuttled quickly as if it sensed danger everywhere, and it probably was everywhere, from the hungry wolf that was looking upon him and the seabirds that gave a hungry cry as they scouted the area for a morsel. Orfeo didn’t even consider hunting for it, he simply walked up to it and gave it a good whiff before deciding to bite on it. As he opened his mouth the shelled creature quickly sidestepped the bite and snapped at the wolf’s nose. The black being yelped in surprise and pain as he backed away, swinging his nose to rid of the iron grip that this creature had. The creature, having enough of this wolf's antics, let go and tried to escape as quickly as its legs would carry it, until a bird gracefully swooped down and caught it in its beak. Orfeo didn't even notice as his nose throbbed rather unbearably. He sat in the sand pathetically as he rethought his actions. He never really expected THAT to happen. Whenever he saw one of those, they were dead! Not snapping about at dangers. Orfeo concluded that dead clawed creatures could be eaten, but not alive clawed creatures. After that lesson he looked around, almost forgetting completely about the small incident. He sniffed the air and was surprised to smell the scent of another wolf. There were also possibly other wolves, but something wasn’t right about their scent, and they didn’t seem to be around any longer. He followed the scent in mere curiosity, wondering what or who he would find. Eventually he stumbled across a dark furred wolf, seeming to be looking out towards the ocean. The wolf then gave a long howl. Orfeo's ears ducked instinctively when he heard it, a sound of sadness that had pierced his heart, making him pause his steps to lower his gaze. Perhaps he should not speak with the wolf, for something seemed to have happened and he didn't want to intrude. Then again, the little gentleman that he had inherited from the human culture had made him feel as though he must comfort this wolf, so he braved to move towards the wolf. The wolf was rather large and he had first thought of the wolf to be male, but with a sniff he found out that she was a female. He slowed his pace down to greet her and with a light friendly tail wag, he introduced himself, “Ciao, I am Orfeo, a wandering soul. And who might you be, signorina? You seem a bit triste… eh, sad. Is there anything I could do to assist you?” He ignored the rumble in his belly and gave a wolfy smile, one that usually made humans smile back at him. He was confident that at the very least, he would be able to cheer this wolf up. He had completely forgotten about his hunger... for now.