Shadow & Frostfur

Shadow
Shadow, a grey wolf brute, padded into a clearing, a couple feet from the sparkling lake. The sun shone off of Pike Lake, it was a perfect day. Though it was winter, it was unusually warm. The brute pawed at the ground, longing for something exciting to happen. He hadn't been to Pike Lake for a long while, and remembered the human scene clearly. He had tried to save the three with their three dogs, but he had failed to save two humans and two dogs. He was earning himself a good name among the humans, but he was probably hated by some.

Frostfur
The frost-colored wolvess padded along with her close friend, Shadow. The ground crunched beneath her paws. She remembered the harsh winters before this one. But why was today so warm? There was almost no snow - it had almost all melted. The fae lifted her dial, her pools fixed on the sky.

*Child*

A few hundered yards from the wolves, a young child stumbled along the lake shore. He looked to be about five or six, and was clad in snow boots, and winter coat, and a multi-colored hat. As he walked along, he didn't notice the shore changing directions, or that he was walking over a patch of snow and ice that hadn't yet melted in the unusually warm winter day. All he knew was, he was lost from his family and had no clue as to how to get back to town.

Just as he lifted his head and spotted the two wolves, the ice beneath him cracked. Just like that, the little boy plummeted downward, falling through the shattered ice and into the freezing waters. The water was so cold, it snatched his breath away, and he wasn't even able to scream. Flailing his arms, he tried to stay afloat, but his winter garments quickly became soaked with water and began to drag him under...

Shadow, Frostfur

Shadow lifted his dial as the boy went under. His nares caught the scent of the boy. His heart pounded. Where had the human gone? He turned his bodice toward the arctic wolf fae. He gazed at her with his dark yellow eyes.

Frostfur! He barked. He flicked his tail, signaling his friend to follow. His pools glanced at the water. Was that where the human had gone? If so, he would not survive without their help...
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They Dubbed me: Shadow

They Molded me: Brute

My Blood is of the: Grey Wolf

My pools are Dyed: Yellow

My Pelt is Hued: Dark brown-grey

I Belong to: No Pack

My Heart Belongs to: No One

The arctic wolf looked up as her name was called. Quickly, Frostfur scented the air. The fae, knowing what was now going on, jumped to her paws. Her pelt gleamed a beautiful, clean ivory. She trailed after Shadow, keeping her dial held up high.

She glanced at the water that Shadow had noticed. There was newly broken ice. Soon, a hat floated up from the depths of the water. The ice was slushy around the water. It was newly broken and was starting to melt. Swiftly, Frostfur jumped into the water. Her pelt provided some protection, but the cold ate at her body. She swam onward, with only one task-get the human.

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They Dubbed me: Frostfur

They Molded me: Fae

My Blood is of the: Arctic Wolf

My pools are Dyed: Sapphire

My Pelt is Hued: Ivory

I Belong to: ???

My Heart Belongs to: No One

*Child*

A little hand suddenly clasped around Frostfur's paw. Stunned by the cold, the little child could only reason that this must be a nice dog, come to save his life. With his lungs screaming for air, the boy reached up with his other hand and dugs his fingers into the wolf's fur, holding on for dear life and hoping that she had the strength to pull not only herself, but him as well out of the water. Or, at least to the surface so he could take a much-needed breath of air...

Shadow, Frostfur

Shadow sat down on his haunches, his orbs trained on the dark waters of Pike's Lake. His auds stayed pricked and his mind was alert. He was worried about Frostfur. Had she drowned? No, she couldn't have. Frostfur was too strong. She was a fighter...but nature can take over. The ice around the hole had melted a bit more, and the hole was getting larger. Shadow sat there in silence, waiting.

Frostfur's lungs gasped for air. The cold stung her eyes. Bubbles rose to the air above. She felt the child's hand grasp her fur. Then the other. With a big heave, Frostfur thrust the boy and herself upward. Another heave. She was slowly getting there. With more effort this time, she trrew her forlegs out and kicked with her hinds.
Hang on! She thought. She wasn't all too sure if her thought was for the boy or for herself.

Finally, Frostfur reached the top, gasping franticly for air. She threw both bodies onto the bank. Her muscles relaxed and she breathed in the winter air. At least she and the boy had lived...

Relief Flooded over him as Frostfur reached the surface. He stood up and touched her with his nose. Knowing for sure that she would be alright, Shadow walked over to the child. He laid down on him, trying to warm the boy up. As soon as Frostfur recovered, she would come and do the same...

*Child*

Whether these be wolves or dogs, the child did not care. All he knew was that this creature saved his life... and he was freezing cold! Shivering uncontrolably in his soaked clothing, the little child burried his face into the dry fur of Shadow. Despite the wolves' efforts, the child would eventually die of hypothermia if he remained wet and cold for much longer...

Shadow, Frostfur

With his ivories, Shadow ripped many layers of clothes until he reached the semi-dry ones. He licked he boy with his tounge, trying to keep his face warm while his fur did the rest. Soon, he beckoned Frostfur over so that he could carry the boy to the Down Town part of Sparklling Creek Valley. He laid down beside the boy and barked, looking at his back. The wolf hoped that the boy would understand his message.

Frostfur's breathing had now returned to normal. Her fur was damp, but her skin remained dry, for her winter coat was thick and protective. She got her paws and nudged the boy toward Shadow, licking his ear.

*Child*

He was still shivering badly, but the wolves were doing all the right things to keep him alive for a longer time. His brain was chilled, it it was hard to think clearly, but the youngster understood what was being asked of him. Stumbling forward on numbed feet, he climed onto Shadow's back and wrapped his arms around the wolf's side, holding on tightly.

Shadow, Frostfur

Shadow was a large wolf, and could bare the boy's weight. Even so, he stumbled a bit as he walked. After a few strides, he balanced himself. His paws sunk deeper into the marshy banks. The ground got harder, and Shadow's feet were a pain. Instead of the soft bank, it was packed dirt, making each step bare much weight. Soon, the brute got used to it, and picked up his pace.

Frostfur slid up on Shadow's left side, her blue eyes set on the young child. She placed her head on the exposed part of his body, hoping to keep it warm. She sighed, hoping he would make it until the humans took him from them.