Summer has finally arrived! The sun has melted the snows in the north and the southern territories are beginning to grow uncomfortably hot and dry. Pups are being born and life seems to finally be getting back to normal after the cure for the disease was found. But how long will it last?
The cure has been found! Wolves on Anikira are recovering from the disease and life is moving forward with the promise of pups in many packs. And yet darkness looms on the horizon, daring the creatures of Anikira to relax and allow themselves to get comfortable once more.
He had finally said his goodbyes to his sister and mother back in the desert that belonged to Khalsa. This was something Aragorn meant to do ever since he had that encounter with Kharak and Blake, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave his home. Despite seeing a horrifying event, there was something kept him from doing so. Up to his final day of leaving the pack, Aragorn still hadn’t been able to figure out what it might be. However, the mystery no longer mattered to him since he was now a loner. This new chapter of his life had turned out to be a very lonely one so far. The Kenai Peninsula mix began to long for the company of someone but didn’t find anyone to his avail. The lack of social interaction caused him to not stray too far from his homeland that way he could always visit Galadriel or Siren. So far, the young brute had been able to remain from returning home. As nice as it would be to see his family, Aragorn couldn’t bring himself to set foot in his home lands for they were tainted by the brute that ruled the pack.
These past few days, Aragorn had found himself lurking around the territory known as Ryner. It was just south of The Occasus as he continued to stay close. The young male had first started at the western end of the territory and was starting to slower head east as he explored went further into the unknown. It ended up being a nice change as scenery for their was a variety of different biomes within it unlike Khalsa’s land that was solely a desert. Another difference between the two lands was that Ryner wasn’t claimed by anyone so all sorts of wolves were allowed to roam about without having the fear of trespassing. Aragorn hoped that the freedom that the land provided would allow for the possibility to bump into someone. A good bit of time had passed since he had last interacted with someone. So far his search had come up empty but there was still a lot of land to explore which gave the Kenai Peninsula mix hope that there would be at least someone.
Today the beach was his searching grounds as his paws lazily crossed the sandy ground. It was high tide so the cool water of the ocean would creep up and submerge the young brutes paws every now and then. There were even times where one of Aragorns’ paws would hit the sharp end of a shell causing him to retract it immediately. Even though the shells that littered the sand were sometimes painful, they were overall beautiful as each one had its own unique shape and pattern. There was a shell so unique that he picked it up with his mouth and carried it. The brown-hued wolf knew he looked odd for doing such a thing but it was too pretty to leave behind and it would make a nice gift for whomever he might meet.
'You should have never left home.' Her own voice inside her head was strong and overpowering with reprimand as her dark paws carried her slowly across the sands of Ryner's beach. What she was doing so close to the water, even she did not know. 'You are not strong enough to take care of yourself.' The self inflicted abuse still did not stop there. How could it? Only bad things had happened since she had left Kairos territory. 'Just go back home to daddy. He will protect you like he always has.' But Sabaoth was in no condition to protect anyone. The Kairos General was getting older, and he had never been the same since Roka's death. The dark female frowned at the thought, and shook her head slowly to herself as she moved further forward.
She carefully avoided the rising tide as she moved, for though she had slowly been working on her fears, they still controlled her. The fur on her shoulders pricked up as the liquid danced in her direction, and she took a few more careful steps away from it just in case. That was when she spotted the male wolf up ahead. At first her mind told her to move forward and perhaps even speak to him. But as the wind blew softly off the sea and away from his form towards her, her entire body froze. Upon closer inspection, she realized she recognized his coat and she definitely could place the pack scent that drenched his coat. She had seen him before. Was she unlucky enough to run into him and his pack leader more than once? She had been under the impression that unclaimed territory was safe. 'You are a fool.' Her mind was cruel, but not wrong.
Slowly she took a step backwards, her eyes darting from side to side in search of not only an escape route, but also other wolves. Was the enormous brute present? A silent growl rumbled in her throat and her fur stood on end as she moved carefully away from the smaller male, and where she should have boldly stood up to him based off her size alone, she instead feared him for his association with the beast from before. She should have traveled North, or perhaps even just home. She knew how to fight - to an extent - but she had been powerless to help herself before. How could she possibly do so now? Swallowing nervously she attempted to remain as quiet as possible, but with her attention focused so fully on the male in front of her, she failed to watch the waters beside her. The cold, wet feeling on her paw made her yelp in shock and fear, ripping her hind leg up and out of the water as she sprang to the side away from it. Her entire body was trembling by that point, and her ears pricked forward nervously as her eyes found their way back to the male that had set off the entire chain of events.
The Kenai Peninsula mix continued to trot along further down the shoreline. Splashes of water would occasionally hit the brutes leg as the waves wash up on the shore. Tired jaws pleaded for the brown hued wolf to drop the object he was carrying. It appeared that a lot more time had passed than he originally thought. He had been carrying the shell for so long that the large brute completely forgot about it until now. If he wasn’t careful, the male was going to drop the shell in the sand where it could become lost forever. Aragon swiftly bowed his head down and carefully dropped it onto the sand. Large paws scrambled to move the excess sand around it so it wouldn’t get covered when he moved. Once the Kenai Peninsula mix was satisfied with where the shell was, he lowered his body to the grainy terrain and stretched out his legs, making sure to keep the shell in between them so he wouldn’t lose it. The large brute used this time to study his fine. It was a sapphire colored crab shell that had swirls of purple throughout it. The beauty of it was unlike anything he had seen before causing Aragon to become mesmerized and lost in his thoughts.
The large female had been nearby for quite some time before he became aware of her presence. Once he snapped out his deep thoughts, a familiar scent entered Aragon’s nostrils. The scent belonged to a female named Blake that he had met once before. Unfortunately, the occasion had been an unpleasant one. The Kenai Peninsula mix was just trying to make a friend when he met her but Khalsa’s alpha ended up barging in and teaching her the consequences of trespassing on his land. His blue and brown eyes froze shut it started but he was still able to hear her cries. The brown hued male had been completely helpless at that moment and it was a feeling that really unnerved him. This was the initial push Aragorn needed to realize that Khalsa wasn’t for him and guided him in the right direction.
Aragorn saw this as an opportunity to apologize for what had happened but once he turned around, he could see Blake getting slightly spooked by the water. The large female appeared to be scared of him as her brown eyes widened at the sight of him. She was shivering in absolute fear and the fur on her skin was raised up. The brute’s eyes looked into hers as a frown formed on his maw. Aragorn didn’t want Blake to be afraid of him since he meant no harm to her. The brown hued canine wanted to rush to the dark pelted wolf but he knew that he needed to do the exact opposite. Getting up and approaching the large female would only make the situation worse. He was nothing like Kharak and needed to prove it to the female behind him.
“Blake…..” Aragorn’s words were gentle he was harmless and he needed her to see that.
Perhaps if the fear had not gripped her so tightly she would have been able to focus on the fact that Aragorn was giving off friendly signals instead of threatening ones. She had been making so much progress overcoming her phobias before she had run into him previously, and had she been thinking straight she might have considered the fact that the young male had nothing to do with how his pack leader had treated her. She had also been trespassing. She had been lost, but still. What also did not help was that she was very aware of the fact she had come into heat. If Aragorn was anything like his pack's leader, he could easily leave her even worse off than she had been previously. She might have been larger than him, but she had never been the most capable or brave. Still, there might have been a slight chance for her to overpower him if she managed to somehow pull herself together.
Then his voice reached her ears. Perhaps it was because she was trying to block out the sound of the water so near to her, or maybe his laying position was calming her without her even knowing it, but the sound cut through her fear for a brief moment. This moment allowed her to focus on him more fully, the fur on her neck and shoulders flattening slowly and her ears perking towards him instead of shrinking away. "Are you alone?" She asked softly, her voice shaking as the words spilled from his tongue and she was not even sure he could hear her from the distance and over the waves crashing on the sand nearby. Her brown eyes shifted back and forth, searching the sands for any sign of another wolf that accompanied him. From what she could tell there was only one set of pawprints behind him and no scent of others nearby, but she still had to be sure. When she had been attacked before there had seemingly been no one close.
Perhaps her skills of perception were not the greatest. She continued to try and block out the sound of the ocean nearby as she focused on the male in front of her, keeping her distance and shifting her weight back and forth between her front paws anxiously. Perhaps it was a good thing that Kairos was seemingly rid of her. She did not belong there. She had wanted so badly to make her father proud, to make the pack proud, to overcome her fears and become a powerful warrior. But she simply could not. She was weak, she was scared, and she could not have the future that she wanted. It was only when she had allowed herself to study him carefully that she realized that they were not as close to his pack's lands as he probably should have been. Had his leader sent him after her? "What are you doing so far from Khalsa?" She asked, this time raising her voice just enough to be heard more clearly over the sound of the water.
Flashbacks from that day rushed through the brute’s mind as he watched the larger wolf. Aragorn had gone out that day to go explore, not intending for anything to happen. It was only by chance that he had ran into Blake and Kharak. When it was just the two of them, the Kenai Peninsula mix just wanted to make a friend since he hadn’t interacted with any of the other Khalsa youth aside from his siblings. He had been too preoccupied with the excitement of meeting someone new that he didn’t pay attention to the fact that she was intruding. Even if he had been conscious about it, he wouldn’t have done anything because at that point in time, he was starting to feel less of an attachment to the pack than he had before. Something just didn’t seem quite right. Everything had been going well until his Rajah showed up and punished her for what she had done. It was that day that he realized he really didn’t belong to Khalsa because their way of life wasn’t the life he wanted to live.
It wasn’t until the larger canine spoke that Aragorn started to slowly stand up so that he was fully exposed to her. “It is only you and me here, I promise,” he said softly. When the Kenai Peninsula mix had left Khalsa, he checked to make sure that no one had followed him. This was a journey he needed to go on alone even though it pained him to leave his family behind. The only individual that would be an exception was Vega since she was the one he had intended to leave the pack with but her disappearance had thwarted that plan. The loss of her company was the hardest thing he has had to deal with so far in his life. The two wolves formed a special bond at a young age and despite being raised as siblings, the Kenai Peninsula mix had formed feelings for his adopted sister. Aragorn never got to find out whether she felt the same as he did which is perhaps what made caused her disappearance to hit him so hard. The passage of time has allowed him to not think about it as much but there are times when her image pops up in his mind.
The sound of Blake’s voice broke through the smaller wolf’s mind again. This time she was speaking a little louder though the waves that were starting to roll in still made it difficult to hear. “After what Kharak did to you, I couldn’t stand to withhold my ties with the pack any longer so I ended up leaving not too long after we ran into each other.” Aragorn was also surprised to see that the large female was also away from her pack given what had happened to her. It piqued the young male’s curiosity, but he knew that now wasn’t the time to ask her questions. He would have to give her more time to calm down. In the meantime, the loner dipped his head down and picked up the shell that he had been keeping and took a step towards the brown and ebony female and carefully dropped in back in the sand. “I found this earlier and thought it would make a good gift. It’s the least I can do for causing you to go through all of that.”
When he reassured her that they were alone, the dark female slowly began to relax. She still remained slightly on-edge, checking their surroundings frequently and shifting her weight anxiously from one paw to the other in front of her as she tried to focus on the male in front of her. It was hard for her to not associate him with what had happened to her, but deep down she knew that it had not really been his fault. She had been the one that trespassed, whether she had known it at the time or not. She had been forced to deal with the consequences, and she had most definitely learned her lesson. She had steered carefully clear of Khalsa's land ever since. And yet she had not been able to bring herself to return to Kairos. She was a failure, now in more ways than one, and she could not handle crawling back to her father with her tail between her legs now.
But did he even notice she was gone?
She doubted anyone would care, as she had few allies in Kairos from the start. Only her family had tolerated her fears and weakness, and one by one they had all disappeared or died and left her with just her father and distant relatives. But there was no bond there, no companionship or love. At least not that she could tell. When she had stepped out of the pack's borders there had been no one there to stop her. And so she kept moving further and further away. Not that it was easy to be free of Kairos. It seemed like they had spread just about everywhere, and had territories in both the north and the south. Still, she was confident that this land was unclaimed, and as Aragorn offered her a small gift, she finally offered him a small smile in return.
If she were being honest, she was glad that he had left Khalsa. Her eyes traveled down to the shell that he had offered her, and for a few moments she did not know what to do or say. But eventually she did close some of the distance between them, if only to get a closer look at the item he had given her. What she would do with it, she did not know, she supposed that it truly did not matter that much. Instead of picking it up, though, she stopped a few feet in front of him and lowered her hips into a sitting position. "Thank you, it is beautiful." She said softly, her tail wagging slowly beside her for a few moments. Slowly she began to feel her anxiety and fear lessen, and she allowed herself to relax and stop checking their surroundings constantly for others. "Where will you go now?" She asked curiously, wondering if he had any sort of plan for the future. Perhaps it would give her some sort of idea of what to do with herself, since she had no clue what step to take next.
A sigh of relief escaped his maw as the large female relaxed more. Some of her muscles remained tense but at least she had calmed down from when they first ran into each other. Aragorn wished that she could calm down all the way because he was her to know that she was safe with him. In reality, Blake towered over him and she had far more experience she would be able to hold her own as long as it wasn’t someone bigger than her like Kharak. With growing around large wolves, the Kenai Peninsula mix knew that there were others out there like them and that there was always the possibility that one could come an attack them since they were out in the open on an unclaimed land. Aragorn vowed that he would do better next time, if there ever was which hopefully it doesn’t. The brown hued male shook his hid as to rid such thoughts out of his mind since they weren’t something he should be concentrating on. What he should be concentrating on was this encounter with Blake and possibly form a friendship with her despite what had happened. The young male wasn’t like the other and never was and he had to prove that.
Once he had presented the seashell to her, Aragorn took a few steps back to allow her to process everything. It might have been too forward of him to give Blake a gift since they had only met each other once but in his heart he felt like it was meant for her to have. He would be lying if he said he would be embarrassed if the large female didn’t like the gift but at the same time, could he blame her? Shells had absolutely no use to canines unless they wanted to form a collection of sort but the Kenai Peninsula mix doubted that there was no one out there that did. There was also always the chance that he had made a big fool of himself. Part of him wanted to run away from Blake because he started to feel embarrassed. Thankfully, the ebony and brown she wolf started to close some of the distance between them and go to where he had dropped the shell. Aragorn could see her brown eyes looking over her present but he couldn’t quite read her expression. She ended up thanking him, leaving the shell in its current place.
Before the brute was about to apologize for how dumb it might be, Blake opened her mouth and spoke again. This time though, she asked him a question, specifically where he was heading to now. The thought of what he would after Kairos hadn’t crossed his mind yet since he was still trying to determine what he wanted to do with his life. There were many possibilities out there he assumed but did he really want to concentrate on that right now? The Kenai Peninsula mix had decided against it and decided to enjoy his freedom until something came up. “Honestly, I don’t really have any plans since I don’t know much about what is all out there. How about you, I can see that you are still away from home?”
Unfortunately, the male did not seem to know what his next step was. He gave her space, which she was grateful for, to allow her to inspect the shell and retain what she assumed was comfort. And she was comfortable, at least for the time being. When he asked her a similar question, she frowned and looked back down at the shell, if only for something other than the male to focus her attention on. She had never been good in social situations, and that moment was no exception. She spent several moments studying the shell, noting the designs it held and the colors that were so brilliant on the surface. But the longer she stared, the more she knew she would have to answer him. So, eventually and with much effort, she lifted her eyes to look at the male once more.
"I could not face my father again, or my pack. I am not sure I will go back at all..." She said, letting her sentence trail off awkwardly after she spoke. She did her best to hold eye contact with the male for as long as possible, but unfortunately that was only for a matter of moments. When she broke eye contact she looked over at the water, her body tensing as her fears washed over her like the waves on the coast once more. But she held her ground, her muscles betrayed her, but her eyes did not leave the water. Instead she forced herself to literally face her fear, if only by looking at it. There was, perhaps, an unspoken challenge in her eyes, but it lasted only a few seconds before she blinked and sighed heavily.
Then her eyes moved back to the male. The water she had improved with. She had touched it before, survived it before, and it frightened her less and less each time. But physical contact, that fear seemed to have gotten worse. She could probably thank the Khalsa leader for that, and she began to wonder what relation the young male had with him. "Was he your father?" She asked, doing her best not to sound accusatory in her words. Surprisingly she found that she would not hold his lineage against him, but it did perhaps make her slightly more wary of him. Was such behavior something that could be inherited? She could not be sure, but from what she knew of her father's past she was certain that she was nothing like Sabaoth. Perhaps there was hope that Aragorn was as kind and gentle as he seemed?
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A deep silence fell between the two canines after Aragorn had responded to Blake’s question. Instead of a vocal response to his question, the large she wolf responded with a frown that formed on her maw. It was really hard to read the female so he was unsure of exactly what her facial expression meant but decided against pressing the matter any further. Her brown eyes that were once focused on him started to glance back down at the shell that the brute had given her. Despite the initial lack of usefulness, the Kenai Peninsula mix was glad that he had found the item in the first place. Not only did Blake seem to enjoy the sight of it but it also seemed like that it was helping her with remaining calm. There was a part of him that wanted to close the distance so he could physically comfort her, show some affection which was something he wasn’t sure the large she wolf got a lot of. The moment he met her, the brown hued brute thought that the monochrome female was attractive and today wasn’t any exception. It wasn’t until now that he noticed that she was in heat and her scent was intoxicating. Aragorn was starting to near sexual maturity so he was starting to become a little more interested in the opposite sex than he usually did.
The sound of her voice ended the silence between the two, causing the brown hued brute to come back to reality. She was responding to the question he had asked earlier about what her plans were. The large canine spoke of how she hadn’t returned to the pack that she had come from. Blake’s reasoning was that she couldn’t face not only her pack but also her father and that she didn’t know what she was going to do. The Kenai Peninsula mix cocked his head in confusion since he was unsure of why the monochrome female couldn’t face them. Was there something she did that she was ashamed of? The brute couldn’t even imagine something that the she wolf could do to make her think that. From what the brown hued male knew, the other canine was a gentle creature despite her large size. She was as sweet as Vega who would never harm another creature unless absolutely necessary so what was it that was holding her back? “If you don’t mind me asking, what pack did you come from exactly?” Aragorn decided that he would leave it at that and if Blake wanted to, she could go into more detail.
After a couple moments, the Kenai Peninsula mix noticed Blake’s gaze returning back to him. A soft smile formed on his face as a response and his tail began to wag lightly. Even though his attention was back on him, the monochrome female still remained silent. Aragorn waited patiently, giving her all the time she needed to formulate her response. Eventually, she spoke again and asked a question that even the male didn’t have an answer to. She had asked if the male who attacked her was his father. Aragorn knew that he was a bastard as most of the pups were in Khalsa but his mother never went to tell him who his sperm donor was. All he knew was that Siren had got impregnated by two brutes and that was that. However, the brown hued brute couldn’t deny that there were similarities between him and the Rajah. “My mother refused to tell me who my father was, only that I am a bastard…”
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