Majora✒️

Born in summer

Majora never made much noise or friends in this new pack, the only one she dared speak to for a long time was Tyr, the pack mother. Majora grew up, not thinking much of it, until Tyr asked her to join the hunting team

"I can't hunt" she responded, pertinent.

"Well, we need hunters"

"I'm not strong, I'm not fast, I'm not good at sniffing stuff," Majora almost broke her serious facade.

"Pup, I want you to learn to hunt. You will be in a team with Isbjörn and Björk, won't that make you feel better? They'll help you learn," Tyr gave majora a kiss between the ears before heading out, "they're leaving this afternoon, if you want to try it."

She did join the hunting party after all. It is hard to object the mothers advice, not because she will punish anyone - Majora couldn't think of a single instance where anyone had been - but because she just made so much fucking sense. Oh well, it turned out hunting with the boys and Slaktaren was fun after all! More and more she started to enjoy spending time with them, especially to watch them work. Sometimes she watched a little too much, and ended up missing her que, but no one was mad at her. They inherited their mothers temper, she guessed. She especially enjoyed watching when a certain wolf worked: Björk, the finisher. It was his job to take down the prey, no matter how big or small. The first time she saw it, he snatched a bird right out of the sky. Majora had never been more impressed, well maybe a little bit more when Kall showed her that she could balance on her front paws only. But as the hunting team became closer friends, they took down bigger prey. She watched the older males muscles move when he sprinted towards the crowned animal, jumped towards it's throat and clenched his jaws into it, and she almost forgot to join in the chasers to help prevent it from running away. Oh, she couldn't stop thinking of his snarling face. For a time, she was flustered and kept her distance while he tried to befriend her. She liked his face too much, she couldn't look at it. Eventually they did become friends, and she started talking to him about everything! She felt it was very unlike her to do that, but it also felt.. good. 

A love blossomed between them, but she could tell he was bothered by something. She didn't know what, until one evening he came running to her.

"Björk -" she was tackled and couldn't finish her question before he answered it. They laid intertwined with him on top of her after the tackling. The realization that he had purposely tackled her softly to not hurt her made her feel warm.

"Majora?" his eyes glimmered with anticipation and she could hear the wagging of his tail as she looked up at him and nodded 'yes?'

"Will you be with me forever?" what a silly question, she thought, but she answered anyway.

"You know it"

"Would you.." he looked a bit shy all of a sudden, his eyes darted away and back, he spoke softer "want to have pups with me one day?"

Majora beamed at him a flustered, big and genuine smile. What a silly boy, she thought, what a silly question! She knew in her heart she wanted nothing more than to be with him and live her life with him. She laughed happily and gave him lots of kisses.

"Of course I would, you're asking such strange questions this evening! I love you, Björk" she looked at his face, oh it was shining with happiness.

"I love you too, I love you so much," he started nuzzling and kissing her, and her stomach filled with tingling and tickling butterflies.

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Her beloved told her that he had to leave the hunting team for a while, Tyr needed him for another job, a job as a scout. It was because he had more strength than the previous scout. Majora was happy for him to get to try something new, but he was worried. She didn't know about what.As it turned out, scouting took a long time.. Sometimes he was gone for the entire day and came home when she was already asleep. She hadn't realized how often they were together before the job change. In his abscence she decided to try her hand at the finisher job, but she was no Björk.

One evening, Majora hadn't seen Björk since the morning of the day before. She was missing him immensely. She knew which path the scouts took out of the pine forest, so she decided to go meet him on his way home. It was dark outside but she knew the path well, and wouldn't get lost.

Hmm, Majora felt a strange scent. It was vague, and she thought it might go away, but it didn't. She stopped to sniff the air but she didn't have time to process the smell of two wolves before one jumped out of the bushes to her left, snarling fiercely at - Majora turned around - another wolf on the other side of her. She looked back at her beloved, who walked slowly forward with his teeth barren at the other male. Björk placed himself between her and the stranger and barked him a warning. When the male stuck around for too long for his liking, Björk ran snarling towards the wolf. Majora didn't see what happened, but she heard a frightened yip followed by paws running quickly away. Her beloved came back to her quickly, this time his face was friendly and beaming with happiness, his tail was wagging!

"You came to meet me?" Björks front feet were stomping with joy!

"Yes, I missed you so much!" she crashed into him to nuzzle his neck and heard his breathy chuckle

"I missed you too, you can't imagine how much I missed you," they nuzzled and cuddled to their hearts desire, "no place in the world is as exciting as the place where you are"

They took shelter under a big fir trees protective branches when it started raining, and there, they spent the night together, making up for all the missing they had felt.