"Wind Fang" - start of fanfic
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- Beware Spelling Nazi's and such. . . you'll probably find things in here that'll make your hair curl -
Through the mountain the sound of the howl was carried by the wind, bouncing off of the tall snow covered peaks, rebounding through the empty rocky valleys and trapped within the dark unexplored caves. The hunting party had returned. The city Apa'kee waited, standing strong within the mountains dangerous grip, for the group to finallly return to it, hopefully bringing enough food to be stored within its cold temples.
Soon the first member of the party walked within view, he was a young man and had been kept out of most of the action. He shouted to his family who had waited to see how well the young man's training had prepaired him. As he ran forward it showed it had prepaired him well as he dragged a carcous of a dead animal behind him.
After that the city became an uproar of "Welcome Home"'s and embracing as families welcomed back the hunters and saw what they had brought back.
"It was a good hunt, was it not Fang?" The question came from what seemed like a large wolf, its fur pink in colour and its speech was a strange mix of pig sounds and barking. His name was Stone Claw, he held himself strong and voice was confident and kind. Only the scar across his long nose told tales of his hard past.
Wolf Fang turned his head towards his friend. His fur was unkept and long dried blood stained his yellow and pink coat. His mucles twitched under the strain of keeping him up and his breathing was hard and iratic. Only his eyes showed how strong this Wolf-Pig was.
"We lost two men Claw." His voice was not sad, it stated this fact as cold and hard as the dead bodies were that were carried to the village. "They shouldn't have died."
"Two is nothing to feel bad about old friend, it would have been more if not for your actions!" Claw tried hard to smile and cheer up his old friend.
"Prehaps. But it was my actions that also led them to their death. . . who is to say my actions helped any."
Claw shook his head, Wind Fang had been getting more and more depressed as his years ticked by and soon he feared the day to find his old friend not here anymore, but away in self banishment.
The two walked slowly towards Apa'kee and the humans allowed them to pass, bowing respecfully. As the two reached the City Children stopped in there games and stood silent, old men nodded there heads and the few priests preformed sacred hand motions.
Pig barely paid them any mind, his thoughts were lost. There was a time when I could have hunted and returned with a catch this big. When he was alive. . .
( I'll finish this later eheheheeheheh . . . its big though >.> so it'll take ages. . . I'm doing this between when my mates are using the comp )
Edit - this what you mean Rydia O_O?? <p><table border="2" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="2"> <tr> <td>
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