Travelers N’ Guests
Traveler Log
Traveler #1
"Hey there!" a voice boomed, barely contained. "I'm Loki, and this here is Buudah!" Loki grinned at Oxide's frightened look. "You look like you could use some cheering up!"
Oxide raised a brow. "Just passing through," she mumbled, her voice as flat as the prairie.
Buddha wagged his tail so hard his entire rear end seemed to wiggle. "Suit yourself, but if you change your mind, we're heading east to our pack."
A large dark grey wolf emerged from the brush with a low growl. He wasn't a fan of strangers, and Oxide was practically reeking of strange, unwanted, and trespassing. "Enough yapping," he rumbled. "State your business and move on." He stood tall, his appearance intimidating, along with his voice.
Loki nudged his brother with a snort. "Easy there," Loki said with a hint of submission. "We were just welcoming the new arrival." He turned back to Oxide, a cheerful glint in his eye. "Cmon Arostique, moooove." he urged.
Before Arostique could make up a comeback, a flash of cream fur hopped into the clearing. "Hi hi hi!" chirped a pup, barely more than a ball of fluff, her tail wagging like a turtle spinning on its shell. "You must be a traveler," the little wolf grinned. "I'm Frosty!"
Oxide, used to boisterous greetings, simply nodded. "Mhm."
Frosty, not accepting defeat, continued to push on. "Well, what's your name?" She grinned.
Oxide huffed. "It's Oxide."
Frosty shot a playful glare at her. "Lovely to meet you, Oxide! Are you lost? Bisanuu's den is this way!" Frosty hopped a few steps in the direction she pointed with her nose, then back to Oxide. "Unless you're not looking for our leader, of course. No pressure!"
Oxide couldn't help but offer a kind smile at the pup's enthusiasm. "Lead the way, Frosty."
The journey to Bisannu's den was punctuated only by Frosty's endless chatter about the perks of the pack and the kindness of their leader. When they finally arrived, two imposing figures blocked their path. Arostique, the wolf they had met a mile or two back, his dark grey fur bristling, let out a low growl. Beside him stood an unusual pink and purple wolf with a touch of white.
"Why are you here?" Arostique snarled. "What brings you to our territory?"
Oxide raised an eyebrow. "Just looking for a place to rest my tired bones for a night or two," she said, holding back her laughter. "Heard your pack leader's a real softie for travelers," a slight smirk plastered on her face.
Arostique's fur bristled even more. He opened his mouth to retort, but a deep huff cut him off. Bisannu emerged from her den, her pregnant stomach swaying gently with each step. Her white undercoat, covered with black fur, added a touch of elegance to her imposing figure.
"Arostique, calm down please," Bisannu said softly, her voice firm but laced with exhaustion. Arostique whined and lowered his head, nuzzling Bisannu's muzzle apologetically.
Bisannu turned to Oxide, sending a sweet smile toward her. "Traveler, is it?" Bisannu sat beside Arostique. "You seem to have quite a way with words!" She giggled, glancing at Arostique's obviously annoyed face. "Welcome to our pack, for now." Arostique scoffed. "Ozark, Arostique, show her to the traveler's den."
Ozark puffed out his chest, clearly pleased with the attention, and spoke with a condescending tone. "Just follow me," he winked at Oxide. Arostique, still disgruntled but clearly respecting his partner's judgment, mumbled something about being discouraged. Bisannu gave him a gentle nudge. "Just be nice," she whispered.
Ozark was the one who kept conversation with Oxide; Arostique simply ignored her, probably for the best though. "Here we are!" Ozark said enthusiastically.
"Thank you," Oxide replied.
"Well, we better let you get some rest," Bisannu had said you can stay for one day." Arostique and Ozark made their way out, leaning on each other as Ozark laughed loudly.
Oxide sighed. "This is more tiring than I thought it would be," she yawned, snuggling up into a corner of the den. She couldn't sleep though; her thoughts were racing. The sound of little paws tapping the floor interrupted her thoughts. Oxide lay still, awaiting the little pup. Surprisingly, all the pup did was lay down. Oxide drifted off not long after.
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Use your imagination, she woke up, gained a role, met a few more pack members, then left!
Traveler #2