SPiRiT

The beautiful wolfess, bathed in a hue of total pure ivory, stepped up to the lake. She could smell and sense many others around the land, but she didn't quite care. After almost recently meeting a shark here, she was asked to keep a lookout for any humans with boats coming to the water. It was about a day or so later-- Spirit couldn't be too sure. Overall, she knew she had a job, and she wasn't going to let anything slip past her. Humans could come at any moment.

With her eerie, seemingly glowing baby blue eyes, she took a calm seat upon her bushy haunches at the edge of the wet liquid. It wasn't so wet anymore, though. She eyed the new layers of thick ice that were beginning to form over the water for only a few seconds, before looking away toward road that she was sure humans traveled on. This was the road, after all. She didn't know why any human, in their right mind, would want to go boating around in a lake in the middle of winter. Spirit, however, was all too used to it. After all, she was an Arctic wolf, and had originated directly from the northern regions. She had experienced snow and ice at it's worst. Harsh blizzards. She wasn't called an "Arctic" wolf for nothing. And her fur was at it's thickest.
Sighing lightly, and giving her thickly-coated body a strong twisting jerk, she shot off a few bits of snow and ice from within her flawless fur. She could barely feel the bitterness of the cold, except for when some wind managed to sneak through to her flesh-- which didn't bother her much. She welcomed it, for it reminded her much of home.

Getting up once more and stepping onto the beginning of the thick ice, she stood tall on it, searching through the small crystal snowflakes that fell from the sky. Due to her whiteness, she would be one hard thing to notice. Most would simply think of her as being some big clump of snow. That's what she hoped. How could she stay hidden and keep a good lookout without having the proper camoflauge?

*Human*

True to Havfeera's prediction, it was no longer than a day before the distant vibrations of a motor could be heard. A few minutes later, the silhouette of the vehicle, a small truck, could be seen bouncing down along the road. Behind it was a small john boat, filled with long poles that trembled with the motion of the motor and the uneven road.

It was a few minutes more before the vehicle reached the dock. A man got out, big and burly with a thick, cropped beard tinge gray around the roots. A thick, dark coat adorned his round frame, along with a bright orange hat. Walking around the back of the vehicle, he began to twist a medal object around and around near the front end of the boat. In response, the boat began to move lower towards the ground.

SPiRiT

Spirit, for a second, began wondering if a human would even come. Nights would probably be like her time off, but when was she to stop this patroling? Giving her head a light shake, she just pushed the thoughts aside. Now wasn't the time for that-- she had to keep focused on the task at hand.

It's too quiet around here... she thought to herself, still looking at the road. This could be awfully boring, but it was only the first day. The snow was getting thicker, too, giving her even more protection from being noticed by human eyes. Such untrained creatures, they were.
Spirit, keeping herself quite amused with her new, more entertaining thoughts, almost lost all concentration until her keen eyes caught motion through the snow. She was used to looking in such weather, so had her work cut out for her.
Thinking her heart skipped a beat as she suddenly realized the noise she was hearing was a motor, she stood up on her paws in a flash. She was at least 40 or so yards away, hidden by the snowy whiteness, which her pelt blended in so well with. Deciding to do a bit of investigating, her clawed toes splayed out from each other as she leapt over the ice and into the snow, running with superior skill, as though the clumps of icey crystals hindered nothing. She made sure she was silent as she drew nearer to the dock, lowering onto her body immedietly as she slowed. This would make her look just like another pile of the snow, and with the other crystals falling fairly thickly from the sky now, she was sure she had very accurate cover, of course. White and white equaled nothing but white, after all.
The orange hat upon the human's head stood out like a sore thumb, but Spirit was more focused on what the two-legged was doing. The hat would let her keep track of where the human was-- not that she really needed anything to help her.
Watching silently, auds pricked and nares quivering, she waited to see what was going on. She noted how the boat was lowering to the ground, and her muscles became taut-- totally prepared if she needed to make a sudden dash to warn her shark friend of the happenings.

*Human & Dog*

Around and around the crank went, until the boat finally touched down on the frozen, snow-covered gravel. With a good deal of effort, the big man tugged and heaved the john boat out from the lowered trailer. While it rested on the road, he walked back to the truck and opened the door. A little black terrier, fitted with a bright orange doggie sweater, bounced happily from the vehicle, landing in his owner's opened arms. The hyper little creature wriggled and flailed until he was plopped into the boat.

While the terrier ran from one end of the short boat to the other, he failed to see or scent Spirit. The man went to his vehicle again, bringing out a long, slender gun, which he lay in boat, along with a slough of fishing poles and some other random equiptment. Now he got behind the boat and began to shove it towards the ramp. It would be an ordeal getting past the thick ice that spread far out from the shore, but the man prepared for that.

"Ducks, here we come! Otters, beavers, birds! Fish, beware!" The terrier chimed out, his stump of a tail waving as his words gave hint to what his master was up to.

SPiRiT

Spirit was still quite curious of why anyone would want to do such a thing at such a time of year. That two-legged could have at least packed some fur... she thought, her eyes narrowing as the human opened the door to the strange metal contraption now. She was astonished and slightly taken back at the sight of some little dog hopping from the inside. The very first thing she noticed was the bright orange cloth it was wearing, which appeared to be a sweater-- unknown to Spirit.
Her eyes narrowed at the look of the weird little creature as it bounced around everywhere, and was sat within the boat.

At first sight of the long gun, Spirit's eyes flickered and a shock that felt like lightning shot through her. She knew what those things were, and definitly knew what they were for. She had been wounded by one, shot in the hindleg, but that had since healed up and was good as new. All of the other stuff that was pulled out of the vehicle didn't concern her too much, although she tried to think of ways they could be harmful. Nothing disastrous came to mind, but the humans always had ways to baffle her.

The white wolven fae's auds flicked forward, completely at attention, as the small canine emitted a group of words. Her keen auds, luckily, were able to pick up what was being said, and she was taken away by the word "fish." Although a shark wasn't necissarily considered much of a fish, it was still something that had fins and could indeed be "snagged."
Giving a light, gruff noise, she was on her paws in a flash, and spun around. Her strengthened hind legs pushed off the ground with great power, shattering the mounds of snow and ice with such force that it all showered out more than at least a yard and a half from her body. She could feel a rush of pure adrenaline take over as she hurried back, farther away from the dock, and nearer out to the middle of the wide lake. Slowing to a skidding halt in the snow, she threw her head skyward and released a loud yet low howl. The sound stretched out over the water's surface, and Spirit could only hope that the shark could hear her. For some reassurance, she dabbed her paw at the liquid, causing ripples to crease the top. Now all she could do was wait, and hope the human didn't pay enough mind to the howl.

Havfeera, *Human, & Dog*

The ice groaned and creaked the further Spirit ran out. Large patches of the lake hadn't completely frozen over yet, and still many other places were desperately thin. As it was though, the white wolf stepped in all the right places, and despite the protest of the frozen water, it did not give way beneath her.

Havfeera could feel someone running across the ice, though she didn't know who it was, and didn't bother to find out. During the day, she entertained herself by watching the shadows of beasts cross here and there above her domain, moving across the ice on their daily trekks. If she were hungry.... boy would they be easy pickings for her.

It wasn't until Spirit howled that the bull shark took interest and headed instantly for the source. Vibrations, whether they be from sound or movements in the water, were picked up by Havfeera as keenly as one might pick up visions with their eyes. Such was the way with many water creatures, although Havfeera and her kin had millions upon millions of years to hone in on this niffty little skill.

Not wanting to bash the thick ice with her sensative nose, the shark sought out a nearby patch of much thinner ice, where it hardly took more than a nudge to shatter the frozen sheet of water. Careful not to catch her eyes on the sharp edges, Havfeera raised her broad head from the water and focused an eye on Spirit. "You have news?" She would have said more, but she couldn't afford to stay in this position for long. To breath, she needed to move. But, at least, the chilled waters afforded her body more time between breaths.

As the two spoke, the man and dog both heard the howl. Thankfully, the wind swept hard over such a large, flat surface that the lake had. And in doing so, plumes of drifting snow got swirled up here and there, creating somewhat of a barrier. It also helped that Spirit's coat hardly stood out against such a hueless terrain. Keeping the howl in mind but otherwise not worrying further over it, the man pushed the boat along until it struck the thin ice he was directing it to. As the boat plundged into the waters, he hopped in and began to prepare his equpitment.

The terrier didn't let the howl go so easily as his master. He may not be able to see Spirit, but he knew she was very nearby. The bristly fur along his neck stuck up, and he kept a sharp vigile for the wolf, ready to alert his master if he should catch sight of her.

SPiRiT

Spirit, quite unfortunatly, had forgotten all about the ice. She never had to worry about it where she lived before, since it was always cold enough for the ice to be thicker. But around spring, she didn't usually go out on the ice.
Her auds swiveled and flickered as she heard the groaning from the ice, but she knew what she was doing. Surely, she had to. It was a main thing where she came from. Lowering her dial down to the water, her rich blue eyes searched the liquid to see if she could catch a moving glimpse of her shark friend. She had to inform her of the human, and what the creature had brought with it. Whatever half of those things were, she knew they could only mean trouble. She wasn't too worried, though. A big shark with a mouth full of teeth against a tiny weak two-legged with barely anything to match? It was a match already decided with a winner. Spirit didn't have to think about it, but something was going to happen. Whether or not the shark would win, Spirit could always hop in to further assist. Backup, persay.

Spirit's legs quickly brought her body back a couple steps as Havfeera's head eventually popped up from the icy water. "A human! It has a lot of things with it-- including a fire stick." Spirit started to think up what she had earlier seen. "The human also has a tiny dog, all in one small boat." she then stated, wondering what the canine was for. The tiny thing could mean instant trouble for the two. No, most likely.
"They're up at the dock, getting ready to--" she soon began, but then stopped. What exactly was that two-legged doing? "-- putting the boat into the water," she then finished off, standing there with tense limbs. She was ready to spring.

Havfeera, *Human, & Dog*

Ah, she could feel it now. The little motor had been dropped down into the water and now hummed to life as the human began to navigate his way through the thin patches of ice. "If the boat is small, it wil be easy to capsize. And if the human or dog makes it to the strong ice before I get them..." Haveera gave a very toothy grin as she looked to Spirit, sure that the wolf would know what she was getting at.

As the bull shark slipped down under the water, the human was working his boat slowly through the ice. The motor was humming quietly, inching the vessel along while the human broke the stubborn ice that lay ahead. The terrier ran from one side to the other, stumpy tail wagging merrily. After a few minutes, the man reached a section of ice that was frozen thicker than his oar could break through. Securing the boat to the thick ice with the use of some rope and icepicks, the man gathered up some supplies and crawled onto the thick ice. As he walked a little ways along, he settled down and began to drill at one particular section of ice.

The terrier remained in the boat at first, watching his master. With a fishing pole, a small kit of lures, and a hand drill, the dog knew his master was up for a bit of icefishing in his favorite spot. Then it would be off to hunt for some small game.

Without warning, the front end of the little john boat came lifting up with a great spray of water, followed by the ear-splitting grate of jagged teeth tearing across metal. Next, the broad head of shark could be seen, who's protruding jaws were wrapped around the bottom side of the boat. In the blink of an eye, the boat was hurtled over onto it's side, with such force that it nearly landed on the ice where it was previously attatched to.

Human objects went flying this way and that, some skittering across the ice, some plunging into the freezing waters. While the boat began to sink as water inflitrated the gouges Havfeera left in it's tiny hull, the terrier found himself tredding into the lashing water, scared out of his wits and confused on what just happened...

SPiRiT

Spirit's keen auds pricked and swiveled about as she heard the sounds of the humming, and it sent shivers down her spine. Humans startled her a bit too much, with all their wierd equipment and ways-- especially when animals recieved all they needed right from nature. Nothing but a bit of good work required, and it all paid off in the end.
Spirit gave a light nod at Havfeera's words, and she turned her head in the direction of the boat. It was quite small, being just a little "johnny".

Deciding that she wanted to indeed stick around nearby to see what went on, she headed off around the lake to where the boat was most visable. Slowing to a halt as she came to where she had the best view, she studdied the looks of the thick ice that the human was standing upon. She noticed that the kayer extened up to the shoreline, and she grinned to herself. She was in the perfect place if she had to assist the shark. Less than likely, the creature wouldn't need her help, but she was always around to step in anyway.

Her eyes were widened as she watched the rather breathtaking sight, though she figured she should have expected something such at this. The boat seemed to be airborne as it slammed back into the freezing waters below, causing Spirit to prance her forepaws lightly with glee. A job well done already. Yet suddenly, the form of a little terrier, that same one from before, drifted into her sights. It seemed as if out of nowhere, and her eyes were watching with great interest as it paddled along through the cold waves.

Suddenly, Spirit's auds pricked, and she came back to reality. That little dog could drown out there... she thought silently to herself, before deciding instantly that she could get it out of the water. It was life risking, but she could give it a go before things really went haywire.
With her muscles bunching up, her limbs carried her right over the nearest section of the ice to the dog, moving with such quick motions that not even the ice would have time to react to her lightly-shifting weight. Coming to the very edge, her hindlegs shoved off the frozen liquid, launching her body about a yard to splash right into the deep water. Eyes searching over the surface, her legs went to work below, paddling forcefully against the waves. Eyes slitting to avoid as much of the flying drops as she could, she manouvered her body as best as she could to head towards the terrier. She let out a loud bark-- the best she could in the position she was in. Finally coming up by the smaller canine, she went to dive under him and come back up so his much smaller body was over her lower neck and back. Her pelt was thick enough to hinder his teeth if he should get a biting hold. "Hold on!" her voice loudly called out, eyes gleaming. Her thick pelt helped protect her flesh greatly against the chilled, icy water.
Now, hoping the terrier managed to stay on, she tried to turn back around to steer to the nearest portion of ice or land, to get back to safety.

Havfeera, *Human, & Dog*

The man was standing with jaw agape at the sight before him. He had never heard of sharks in a lake before, and had a hard time believing what he had just saw. And for a wolf to jump in the water moments later and save his little terrier!?!?

Havfeera was about to pick off the terrier as it floundered in the water, but Spirit got to him first. Not sure of the wolf's intentions, but always wanting to help those that offered to help her, the shark swam forward. Surging towards Spirit, she used her large, broad head to offer the wolf a platform and 'fling' her onto land. Not the most graceful movement, but it would help her get onto the ice, where she could work her way to shore.

To the human, it looked as though the shark were trying to eat both the wolf and his pet. But there was nothing that he could do besides stand there and gawk at the specticle.

SPiRiT

Spirit continued to swim through the cold, icy waters-- it was the only option she had now. She didn't know where Havfeera had gone to now, but she could sense something down below her. I'de better not get eaten... she thought silently to herself, huffing and puffing in an attempt to not tire out so fast. This was quite painstaking, with the surrounding liquid engulfing her body and nipping bitterly at her flesh. However, she did her best to ignore it, and so far it was working well-- enough.

Just then, Spirit almost would have yelled out in joy when she felt her paws suddenly step on top of something-- but that's when she noticed it wasn't ground, that was for sure. Panicking for a split second, she quickly realized what it was as she stood on the platform that the shark's head provided her. Gaining her balance, and trying to grab for the terrier's scruff, she quickly went flying off toward the nearby ice, landing strongly on her side.
Feeling as though the wind had been knocked out of her, but with her mind frantic, she easily got back up and searched for the terrier. Breathing rough and hard, hoping he had landed somewhere on the thick ice, her blue eyes continued to scan over the ice, whether he simply landed in the water again or on the frozen sections...

Havfeera, *Human, & Dog*

At the moment, all the little dog cared about was getting out of the water. He had tried to swim away from the wolf at first, assuming she was coming to eat him. But of course, his short little legs couldn't propell him through the water faster than the other, and so he soon had found himself on her back. Then something must of struck the wolf, for he fell off and found himself on some solid platform, though it all happened so fast he didn't realize it was the head of a shark. At this point, he was snatched up in wolvish jaws just before he and Spirit seemed to go tumbling through the air.

Havfeera kept her head up for a moment, catching sight of the human before speaking, "He is on ice too thick for me to break through." If the human walked over the thinner ice, she could break through and pull him under. Otherwise, it would be up to Spirit to decide what to do with him.

The terrier felt himself collide with something solid- and it was ice this time. Dazed and freezing, all he could seem to do was to stand and shake, looking from wolf to shark, and then to his master. What in the world was going on here?!?

SPiRiT

Spirit herself was a bit dazed by all that had just happened, but the cold kept her mind focused on more important matters. Yet either way, the freezing air itself was enough to occupy her mind. She did her best to shove it aside, though.

Giving a brief glance to the small terrier, she first thought of going to push the human into the freezing waters, and letting the shark have him, but then her thoughts were set against it. Even though her thoughts were quite torn between all of the options set before her, she figured that she could give the human a clear warning. Maybe it'de give him second thoughts before he ever decided to give this lake another visit.

Shivering from the bitter cold but otherwise fine, her body lurched forward, feeling quite weighed down from the water within her thick fur. Hindlegs doing most of the work to send her flying down onto the thick ice the human was standing on, she started giving out harsh barks, her fur bristled, auds flat back against her head. Although she had never dealt with a human up close before, she figured that they couldn't be very brave, especially with how this one was acting.
Emitting a savage snarl now, saliva was flung from her jaws toward the human, landing on the icy ground below. She was standing off to the side if the human went to make a run for it, but if he did, Spirit would chase after him to make sure he left. If he happened to jump into the water-- that'de be even better. Spirit, despite her now ragged fur that stood up in spiked clumps, was chuckling inside at the vision of the human running, her right on his heels, chasing him off. Quite a comical sight, if anything. At the moment, she couldn't let something like the cold stop her. Oh yes, this human would have nightmares after this. Whether or not the terrier went along with the two-legged, she didn't care-- he had come with the human anyway in the first place. Either way, the small dog would have to find warmth soon.
He'll even be rolling in his grave once this is over!

Havfeera, *Human, & Dog*

For a moment, the man seemed as frozen as the ice he stood on as fear seized him. Then he turned to run, but things didn't go too smoothly. For one, the ice was very slick, and two, his balance was not that great. After taking a few hapazard steps, traction left and the man fell with a loud 'thud' on his side. Having a heck of a time scrambling back up, and fall twice more in the process, the man finally got his feet under him and took off running madly for the shore.

With images of Cujo conjured up in his mind, he dared not look back to see how close Spirit was to him. All he could think of was reaching his boat and getting away from this crazy place.

Seeing his master in motion at last, the half-frozen terrier bolted for him. But he didn't get far before his master suddenly... vanished. The human, so frantic in his rush for safety, failed to look for weak and rotten ice as he ran. It was inevitable that his path would lead across such as, and when he did, his heavy frame sent him straight down.

Just as his head popped up from the surface, it was jerked back down again. The terrier stopped, bewildered and not knowing what to do. He waited, but after a minute, could see nothing of his master. Padding timidly closer, the little dog was horrified to see the edge of the ice hole lined in crimson.

SPiRiT

The white fae, at first sight of movement from the human, took over a spreaded-leg position, as if she was ready to run off in any direction the human went. Unfortunatly for him, he fell a few times, making an invisible brow on Spirit's face lift in a questioning manner. Yet all disappeared as she got a determined look as the horrid walker of a two-legged took off, and with a few loud snarling barks, she was off. Her legs carried her over the ground, propelling her quickly and lightly over the ice, but staying back just enough so she coule stay behind the human. Her jaws shot out, snapping bitterly at his heels, while trying to avoid ramming right into him if he ever happened to slow. She kept up, though, that was for sure.

Quite because of all this, she wasn't paying too much attention to anything else. She wasn't very ready for the human to suddenly fall through the thinner ice, and when he disappeared from her sights, she almost immedietly made a flying leap by the land, practically sinking a forepaw in the hole of icy water, skidding a bit and then making a final hop to shore. The two had probably looked comical to another's eyes, yet this was one thing that Spirit figured would have happened-- earlier, anyway. She was too caught up in the chase to give much thought to anything else at the brief moment, but if she indeed had thought of anything, she would have known. If she hadn't, she herself may have also fallen through. Quick paws and light "dancing" motions had given her time to recover, though, allowing her to safely reach land.

Standing there, looking at the ice with her auds pricked, she felt a shiver run down her spine. What a rush! she thought to herself quickly, walking daintily back to the edge of the liquid where the ice was thick once again. That was a job well done. Spirit's blue eyes sparkled with a new intensity, although the scene could have been a bit disturbing. She stood there, as if waiting for Havfeera to show, while sending a couple glances to the little terrier back at the hole. She'de have to drop him off somewhere to get warm, but for a quick moment, she had to say a few words to her shark friend. Hopefully it wouldn't take long. She herself could get a bit dried still from the "dive-in" earlier.

Havfeera & *Dog*

After a few moments of silence passed, the grey snout of the shark came jutting up from the hole in the ice. "A good job." Havfeera confirmed as she caught sight of Spirit, "You alright?" The shark hoped that she hadn't done any damage to her friend when flinging her from the water, or that the human hadn't done anything to her before being dispatched.

Shivering uncontrollably, all the little dog could do was gaze in stupor at the head of the shark. Never in his life had he seen such a massive fish, or one with so many teeth. As his chocolaty eyes drifted from Havfeera to Spirit, he began to shiver even more. The terrier was almost too stunned and frozen to think, but in the back of his mind he knew what a dangerous situation he was in.

SPiRiT

Spirit looked at the shark, and gave a small nod. "That was the most action I've had since coming here," she began, but suddenly remembered the dog. He'de need to find warmth soon, and what better place than to take him to the humans? The first thought was the Woodland Farm, a very helpful place to animals in need. And that's really all she knew of, unless she caught another scent.

"No harm at all, but I should be getting this dog to the humans before he freezes." she stated, moving to turn sideways to look at the small terrier a ways off. She didn't know how long the little thing could last. He'de better last until I get him somewhere... she thought bitterly to herself, feeling the cold bitterly eat away at her flesh. Yet even despite that, it still didn't bother her too much. Her fur was slowly beginning to dry, and it was still spiked with the wetness. It didn't help that bits of ice were forming throughout her pelt.