"Tag you it!" Samurai nipped her on the side and started running,trying not to fall in the snow.<br /> <br /> Accilia watched the forest,it was beautiful day,and she seemed tp enjoy it.

OCC: I won't have POVs when Blade and Accilia are in the same area. Only when they're in complete different areas I'll do POVs. It just saves time and even confusion.<br /> <br /> Anastasia stayed mute as the femme spoke. As she trotted away, the fae stepped back to let Accilia through with ease. Blade seemed a little startled but he surprisingly seemed to understand and he just stared at Accilia as she walked away. He made no sound and only when she disappeared he finally sighed and trotted out on top of the den.<br /> <br /> "Hey, that was, um...er sweet of you for worrying," Anastasia said a little awkwardly. Blade blushed a little and whirled around with a glare.<br /> <br /> "I wasn't worrying about her, I just don't like to see wolves crying!" He replied angrily then he sat down on the top of the den and slumped on it.<br /> <br /> "Fine, suit yourself," Anastasia growled back as her stare became hard. <br /> <br /> As the femme looked back, she saw Samurai looking confused. The white fae had to bite down a laugh. He looked cute when he was confused.<br /> <br /> "Sorry, I guess I should have called a time-out. I just got worried for Accilia. Anyway, do you still want to play?" She asked, wagging her tail a little.

"Yeah! I'm fine,I'll be good alone for a while." She sighed and stood up,trotting out the den,with one last flick of her tail,she ventured off into the forest like nothing had happened.Sh e started to run,feeling the snow cold against her paws,it felt cooling. <br /> <br /> Samurai was puzzled,he had no idea what was happening,all he knew that he was playing tag."Um..explanation<br /> please?" he asked,still trying to put the all together.

Anastasia gazed at the beautiful terra. The sky was smiling and everything seemed to still and peaceful. All seemed perfect.<br /> <br /> The fae's attention trailed over to the black he-wolf who seemed bored. Letting a small smirk come over her face, Anastasia leaped over to his side and wagged her tail in a friendly gesture. Her action had been quick and she didn't want to be attacked.<br /> <br /> "Hey Samurai, you seem to be having so much fun but lets play tag. I bet you can't catch me!" She laughed lightly as she nipped gently at his shoulder. "Tag! You're it!" She called as she started to sprint across the clean snow.<br /> <br /> Even though Anastasia thought that she was acting childish, she was fine with it. Of course everyone had their childish and wild side to them....even Blade. <br /> <br /> Just then, the white fae made a goal to let the brute's childish instincts out, even if that risked being swiped at or glared to death. It was going to be a challenging goal.<br /> <br /> Just then, her ears flicked and she heard someone crying. Worried, Anastasia put off her child instincts and ran towards the sound to see Acciila in a ball crying.<br /> <br /> "Accilia hun, what's wrong?" The femme asked worriedly.<br /> <br /> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /> <br /> Blade trudged back towards the den. He had finally come up with a suitable name for Accilia, but it would still have that slight mocking tone. <br /> <br /> The brute felt a tingle of nervousness flow through his spine. Would they let him come back? Would they all hate him? Would they tease him? All these questions clouded the he-wolf's mind and he shook his head.<br /> <br /> No, he could bear all of those, he shall if needed be. Besides, they weren't a pack and he wasn't part of them....at least maybe not yet but joining a pack was a commitment that Blade wasn't very eager to make.<br /> <br /> Finally, Blade emerged near the familiar terra. Over the snow there were pawprints scattered everywhere showing activity and then den. He could also see distinct figures. Especially the black shape of Samurai.<br /> <br /> Before he could stop himself and think, the male ran across until he stopped near Samurai when he heard weeping. Without talking to the other he-wolf, he made his way to find Accilia curled into a ball and crying. Anastasia was standing near her with a worried expression. If the fae had noticed him, she surely didn't show any signs of it.<br /> <br /> "What's wrong with her? Why's she crying?" Blade asked, looking down. He got no reply.<br /> <br /> "Ok, whatd'ya do to her?" At this comment, he felt something nip at his shoulder.<br /> <br /> "I haven't done anything!" Anastasia fumed as she again rested her eyes on Accilia.<br /> <br /> Blade sighed and went over to Accilia's other side, trying to keep away from Anastasia.<br /> <br /> "Hey, are you ok?" Blade whispered to the crying she-wolf. "Please don't cry."<br /> <br /> <br />

She giggled and walk ed into the den,she looked around slowly.She started to cry,falling to the ground and rolling up into a little ball.Samurai lied in the snow looking up,just to see a pale blue sky.He was bored and needed attention desperately."Oh, a pretty little antelope!" he laughed.Chasing his tail.

Anastasia's hazel eyes darted back towards Accilia;s running figure. The fae sighed. What had the brute done this time?<br /> <br /> As the femme neared the den, she took off a plant that Samurai had been so desperately trying to get off his muzzle.<br /> <br /> Anastasia didn't want to admit it, but the male's amusing actions had brought her spirits a little higher.<br /> <br /> "Hey Tasha, um...are we planning to make this den our territory or will we be just wandering around together?" It was silly really. They were a group of wandering wolves, working together with could so far be called a developing bond. And yet, they didn't consider themselves a pack. Heck, they even had a normal area they went to, the den.<br /> <br /> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /> <br /> Blade flicked his tail and one of his brow raised as the fae darted off. She had departed too soon before the words had rolled out of his mouth. Did she really have a bad past? Blade wondered but she seemed to be troubled and didn't want to speak of it. That was ok.<br /> <br /> Kicking at the snow he turned and trotted off farther into the woods. His anger had since left him but the he-wolf felt too embarrassed to return. He would eventually, or would he? <br /> <br /> <i> Just face your stupid fears man! </i> Blade growled. What would the other wolves think if him? A coward. That was the last thing that he wanted to float in their heads.<br /> <br /> "I guess I'll have to first come up with a new nickname for Accilia before I return," Blade muttered under his breath.

"What? Nothing.." she started to run back to the den.,She saw Samurai doing something and she laughed."What are you doing?" she asked."Um,There's abug on my nose and I can't get...it..off!" he growled,rolling around more in the snow."It's a plant." she moved her snout real close,and then it went off his snout."Better?" she asked with a chuckle."Quite Frankly,yes!"

Anastasia proceeded on with her walking. She headed towards the den but her mind was off somewhere else. In her guts, the fae hated to admit it, but, she felt guilt churning. She felt guilty for laughing at Blade. Sure, he had been mean but there must have a been a reason for his attitude. Even though he had seemed still tough, the femme knew he had been hurt.<br /> <br /> Anastasia sighed. She hated to admit it but, she would have to apologize to Blade. God, that would be much easier said than done.<br /> <br /> Finally, Anastasia spotted Tasha and with a smile on her lips she trotted cleanly over and sat by her side.<br /> <br /> "Wow, it's been one heck of a day, don't you agree?"<br /> <br /> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /> <br /> Blade stared at Accilia with his brown eyes. He wasn't glaring, his anger had eased off and now he felt a little embarrassed. The brute only nodded, not knowing what to say to the femme.<br /> <br /> "Aw, that's too bad. I thought the nickname suited you, I guess I'll have to come up with another one," Blade chuckled softly, his eyes giving off a slight twinkle. "Yeah, yeah. Actually, I'm fine with you calling me prettyboy, but I hate it when others call me that. Why can't they just call me Blade?" The he-wolf struck out his tail in annoyance. Actually, he had patient about that, just the stupid bandage and kissy comment had left him leaving behind a black cloud.<br /> <br /> "Wait," Blade called before Acciila could leave. "What- why does that nickname remind you of your past?" The silver brute asked curiously.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />

Accilia nodded,and felt tense."Well,because when you call me howler,it gives my s flashback.And you make me want to kill you even more.So will you please stop calling me howler,and I'll stop calling you Prettyboy?" she said slowly,and fear in her voice.She blushed a little bit."I guess bye." she turned around,and started to walk off slowly.

Anastasia stepped back quietly as Accilia trotted past her. She could tell she wanted to talk with Blade alone so the fae gave a twinkle of her hazel eyes and trotted back towards the den. Only glancing once before disappearing over the hill.<br /> <br /> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /> <br /> Blade snorted when he heard footsteps behind him. Hadn't he told that blasted she-wolf to quit following him? Were female that darn stubborn?<br /> <br /> The brute turned around with an angry expression.<br /> <br /> "Hey babydoll, didn't I tell you to stop-" Blade clamped his mouth when he saw it was Accila. She didn't seem to be mocking him in any way, she looked serious.<br /> <br /> Her words were firm too and that told the he-wolf that she wasn't joking.<br /> <br /> "Why do you want to talk with me?" Blade muttered crossly. His brown eyes gave off a flicker of fire but it had cooled since then.<br /> <br /> The silver male then pondered on the thought and sighed.<br /> <br /> "Fine, what do you wanna talk about. Nothing stupid ok?"<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />