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The mottled brown pelted dog grumbled as he addressed her. Already having to travel painfully slow to get this injured dog back into town and to the veterinarian's office, she wasnt in the best of humour's. She was no team mate of this animal, why should she be so friendly? She was just in a foul mood. She'd been tied up in the kennels with her male team mates, teased, taunted and then almost mauled by a grizzly bear, then mocked about that, as well. Now she had to be taxi for an injured sled dog that probably should have been left to be consumed by scavangers. What were the odds he would live anyway? She shook her head with a sigh. She could be very morbid in her thought processes, she decided inwardly, and twitched an ear. She decided she would try to be friendly. Try to be.
"We've run all over," said the dog in a soft growl. "My team and I are much the same. Courier's of important cargo's from point A to point B. I dont take much notice or care, really. I just run, as is the life of a sled dog."
Rolling her shoulders to make sure that he was propped up even and not off balance, she could begin to smell the roaming migled scents of the town's life force and the tracks of other sleds and paw-tracks could be seen clearly in the snow and mud under their feet. Perhaps in the next hour or two they would be there. Quills would be lying if she said she would'nt miss the nice company, but she was not about to admit that she felt a tinge of pride and self accomplishment for helping out Cobalt. It was rare an animal didnt taunt her as she came into view, but this dog actually took her for what she was, and watched what he said. Cobalt showed true intelligance, and for that she was grateful, and it was clear in her now relaxed posture that for the moment, the company she kept was pleasent, though her thoughts kept penetrating her thick skull not to go soft, she had a reputation to uphold, and a dog's ass to chew once she was back at the kennels.
~Quills
--- In TheAuroraBorealis@yahoogroups.com, "John Pullinger" <j.w.pullinger@...> wrote:
>
> Cobalt listened incredulously as the big bear gave his account of how he'd
> met Quills, eyebrows raising a little and his ears turning warily when the
> guy sniffed him, not altogether comfortable with having its powerful jaws
> that close to him when he was wounded, friendly though he might be. His jaw
> hung slightly. So he was to believe this female had stormed in on this Bear
> fellow while he was resting, actually stood up on his back. And then he'd
> snogged her. Beautiful. Well it certainly beat being bitten, if it came
> right down to it. But still, the female sled dog was very prissy about the
> issue now, and Cobalt winced sharply a brace of times, hobbling awkwardly
> backwards as she reversed. "That's quite a story," he said in a balanced
> tone, not wanting to get on the wrong side of a grizzly, but certainly not
> wanting to piss off his only ticket back to town, "It's lucky you're a
> friendly fellow, rather than one of the sort who'd take a dog's head off
> with one swipe. It's been nice meeting you, Bear, but please excuse us,
> we've got to be going. Heh, you can see I'm a little banged up, but a short
> stay at the vet's should put me right again."
>
> The shadowy-pelted lead dog bobbed his head compliantly to Quills as she
> ordered them off, and limped along with her support under one foreleg, its
> paw latched over her whithers. He flicked his tail to the small group they
> were departing from now and wuffed a farewell and thanks to his two lupine
> retainers, and was in time to see the other female wolf who'd arrived carry
> on northwards along the fringe of the woods She didn't know it, but if she
> kept heading in that direction and crossed the open land to the next patch
> of pine wood, she'd bump into John and his present company, and Warren. But
> not before wandering straight into the deadly game being played by Aranok
> and Nighttracker as they turned tables on their hunters.
>
> He was about to say 'Did he really kiss you?', falling into teammate mode
> with the fellow sled dog, but managed to catch himself just in time, Quills
> didn't look like she wanted to be reminded of it, and unless he wanted to
> arrive at Jerry's with a few more injuries, he'd best talk about something
> else. "So Quills," he began as they made their way away from the trees and
> on towards Nome, "Where have you and your team ran? I'm part of a mail
> courier's team myself, a courier of other things, too, we've been all over,
> might even have passed through where you're from." Cobalt let his tail give
> an amicable wag as he made smalltalk, at least that part of him wasn't
> wounded. He was just glad to be finally moving towards town, and would have
> to keep a nostril open for Kamikazie to let him know he was okay.
>
> -John
>
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