Two wolves named Cuon and Blade must look for paradise... but will they find it in time? I dunno, read and find out! Rated M for a lemon later, and some coarse language.
“Paradise... must... find... paradise...,” I huffed. I sniffed the air and smelt a deer... but they were far away. I was... the last Dire Wolf in the world. My name is Cuon. I used to be a part of a pack (of normal wolves, they treated me like trash), in which I lost a toe; and I run in an awkward stance. I also have huge scars because of this. I am pure black... rare for my species. Humans also raised me... but that was so long ago, I had forgotten about that. I snarled so loudly it echoed. I was starting to remember my past life with my old pack. I was banished from it because the alpha male caught mounting the alpha female. This is how I was injured: when a wolf is in coitus, the male’s penis “locks” into the female (and it is hard to get it out)... how I lost my toe and nearly lost an eye. I sniffed hard... the deer was closer.
In fact, I could see them... I crouched down... low as possible...
Despite being alone, my huge size allows me to tackle the largest of all of the deer. Closer… and closer... I crept. I roared and it sent all of the deer going in a million directions... but my speed allows me to keep up with them. I lunged and ripped its upper back and then its neck in half with one bite. I chewed the sinew from its throat. Sinew was the best part... I loved its fibre-ness to it. I then moved on to the liver... I watched the blood slowly drip from my muzzle and into my mouth, blood tasted good, especially if one is hungry or thirsty. I licked my lips and swallowed the liver whole... I then moved onto the muscles of the leg... the third greatest spot in the deer. Ohh… how I loved deer…! I could eat the whole thing, but that would be too much.
I also love huge walruses, but I am not fond of them. They are too huge, and even the sick ones have almost killed me. I used to be able to kill them with my pack... but that was the past and I try not to think about it. I sniffed the air... a female... in heat maybe...
“Hello... do you have any meat for me?”
“Go away...,” I snarled. I did that so I would not accidentally mount her. In addition, I love sex... but I did not want to hurt her in any way.
“All I did was ask a question...,” she snarled back; fur standing up.
“I guess I will go...,” I looked at her, walked off quickly..., and then ran... without looking back... I never really did get a good look at her... but she looked like a bluish-grey maned wolf, another unusual-coloured wolf of that species. I walked so far and saw some moose, but ignored them... they were much too dangerous. I then realised that she really was in heat...
“I wonder where that male wolf is... he left me all this meat I can devour...,” I noticed that he had already eaten the liver..., the neck..., and the right leg. I reached in and ate the stomach... but it never is the best, and sometimes I accidentally grab the large intestines and I have to shake them, or otherwise I swallow deer shit... which is really disgusting... but the small intestines are better, because they taste better than the colon and stomach. I really do not know why. I usually do not eat deer, because I tire easily; so I just stick to rodents and eggs. I began to wonder why that male wolf snarled at me... I have felt a bit odd lately, and I have noticed blood dripping out of me. This has happened before, but I have no idea what it is. I always notice it when I am sitting down for too long or licking myself.
It was starting to snow... the blood dripping off my muzzle turned it bloody. It began to snow a lot now. I yawned and continued to wait for this male wolf. “Where is he?”
I ran as fast as possible, hoping to catch up with that female and possibly have sex with her... I ran past the moose, the trees, splashing through the stream... past the old buzzard’s nest... I noticed how it was beginning to snow; it turned the whole place into a winter wonderland. People call them seasons and months. Well I do believe it was winter, and that it is December. Humans celebrate this holiday known as Christmas... I know this because I do remember my humans celebrating it.
I did not know where that female was... too much snow. I tried to smell but the snow was so distracting. I howled instead... I got a reply... from her! I could tell it was from a female wolf... I ran as fast as possible back to her... I had finally found her. She was just lying there, bored. She yawned widely. “What took so long?” She asked.
“Well, I am not good around females…,” I almost blushed. She looked at me while cocking her head. “Usually because I end up mounting them,” my nostrils flared…. She was in heat; definitely… there was no way of ignoring this…
“Oh…?” She looked a bit confused. I dribbled a little… she was beautiful… and the snow made her even more beautiful than before…
“Oh well… now is not the best time,” I sighed and wagged my tail high as possible. She noticed this and immediately crouched and bowed down to me. I was just wondering how a fae like her would react. She whimpered and rolled onto her back. I stood over her and put one leg on top of her. “Very good… I see that you trust me,” I grinned toothily. “Maybe I can finally mount you someday.” She looked at me funny and whimpered happily. I took my leg off her and she stood up. She was quite shy and did not speak.
“Would you happen to be looking for paradise?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“Paradise… what do you mean by that?”
“I cannot describe it… but from what I have heard, wolves can live there in peace.”
“Alright then… let us look for it.”
I nodded and barked happily. “Yes, let us go!” I howled and we started to run off together in the woods…
A/N: Hope you like it!