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[Doofus Maximus]

He ran as fast as he could. Emilio Passed his alpha, and kept going.
He returned to the lands, but ended up tripping and landing on, another rock. Atleast he wasn't bleeding, again. He just hit his head. He couldn't understand why he was such a cluts all the time.
He looked back for her. Could he have really run that far? That fast? She is stronger then he is. Where was she?

[bernie]

Gracefully she entered the her lands, the funny brute had shot of in the distance her pelt flowed as she moved, her orbs open and taking in her surrondings. She saw the brute his was lying on the floor she crept around behind him and walked up to his ear. IN his ears she whispered, so it's a race ya want, eh? Well then chatch me if ya can! With that she raced to the other side of the clearin, her ears and tail alert. As the male apporched she charged off.

[Doofus Maximus]

Ahh. Why did she need to run more. He was tired. Emilio jumped up and started running. He was so close to her now. Almost to her rump, when he tripped.
Emilio started to tumble down. He smashed his nose in the ground and landed on what had brought him to a halt. A twig sticking up from below the cold snow. His nose started bleeding. Again. It was really annoying him. He was to much of a cluts.
He sat up, cursing in his head. He really needed to stop smashing his face. He dug at the snow, practically shaving it, and stuck his mug in the pile of soft snow he created. It felt better, but still stung.
She was probably laughing at him, and his lack of balance. Maybe it was just the uneven snow covering the ground. Yup that's it. And he is stickin with his story, no matter what.

[bernie]

She heard a thump, and turned to see the brute on the floor with his head in a pile of snow. Oh you silly billy. What ever have you done? She trotted over to the Brute gently she prized his head up and started to lick his nose. Mumbling, she forced him to sit. And started to lick his paws. Then she was licking his nose and trying to make him stop bleed. There we go. You silly sausage, she looked at his eyes and quickly looked away. A wolf version of blushing.

[Doofus Maximus]

Silly Sausage? Silly Billy? And Why was she looking like that? Wait. She was being kind. Thank the lord. It was weird tho. She didn't insult him or yell at him or call him names. Maybe he was just a pushover.
Thanks. It doesnt hurt so much anymore.
He laid down again, burrying himself in the snow. He wanted to pretend he was a pile of snow. Soft and white, yet wet and heavy. Life would be so much easier if he was snow. No worrying about lack of food, or bears.
He got up and went under some short trees, pine, with thick branches. The snow was a lot shallower there. He layed down for a nice nap.

[bernie]

She followed him, her paws lifting high, her tail dragging on the floor. The brute flopped down and she followed him. She looked over at him. She rose, and laid next to him. For body warmth, or at least she could think up an excuse. Oh why did the wolf lord make me go through this? HAving a crucsh is emensly unfair! She wimpered and laid her head by his. Flank to flank she rested.

[Doofus Maximus]

She was warm. It was really seeming nice to be around her. He felt really good about himself. "your really warm" he said to her as he pressed closer to her. It was like he was finally accepted, even if it was only one kind wolf.
He tried so hard to think of something to say. It was like she saw that he was special, and he really cared. it was really nice

[bernie]

For five blissful moments she lay there, and then the thoughts hit her. How nice it was to have him leaning against her. Should she tell him of her true, honest, guilt feelings? She let out a heartfelt sigh, the kind of when you’re troubled or sad. She nestled up to him, thinking of how, what, to say without stumbling sounding like an idiot that is head over heels in love. No, wait I am that idiot, oh lordy what have I got myself into? The brute by her side was a strange creature, clumsy but that clumsiness was kind of, well, sweet. The love poured out of her heart. She hoped for the life of her that he might, just even feel a tiny bit of affection towards her. She thought of her reply. In a small quite voice she said You are, errr, warm to. She felt foolish and silly but still it felt to her nice.

[Doofus Maximus]

Emilio slept for what seemed like forever. He work up a few times, but could not bring himself to actually lift himself from his spot. He was happy, but his legs were sore from being in the same spot, so he got up, disturbing her as little as possible and walked around in the snow for a bit. He was so warm that the little flakes felt good on his fur. He wanted to stay like this forever, but he realized he was hungry.
He walked over to the sleeping femme. Very slowly, he prodded her with his paw. "wake up. Please." He pushed on her side. "normaly I wouldnt wake you, but Im awfully hungry and cant figure out where to find food"
She probably thought he was pathetic, but hopefully she realized that he really wanted to learn to hunt.

[bernie]

She felt a soft padding on her side and emitted a soft growl, she heard the brute speak. Words drifted through her head, hungry, can’t find, wouldn’t, she raised her beautiful head. Ok, we’ll go find something. We should be able to find a rabbit, or something. But nothing big, if you are still hungry I might be able to find some berries. Do not expect anything. We most likey won't find anything, but it's worth a try. I am not sure if at this zoo thing of yours there was all ways plenty of deer to track and hunt. It is so for this part of the forest. She walked to a patch of snow and her tongue rasped up the cold solid, she held it in her mouth until it had melted. She repeated this manoeuvre, finally her thirst was quenched. She looked up at Emilio; her orbs glistened in the light, if you are thirsty, copy. Hold the snow in your mouth, when it has melted swallow. It is easier than finding a stream. She let him try the technique. Dark, thought of where to go not too far away from the land but, ah ha, the meadow. It’s not too far, only an hour worth of pacing. You could get there in half if you trot. That has a whole lot of rabbit warrens, and the deer. If there are any line the trees. She paced onward, come Emilio!