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alcesverdes) wrote2007-06-22 06:10 pm
alcesverdes) wrote2007-06-22 06:10 pm
Entry tags:
[Crossover] Subjective
Title: Subjective
Fandom: Arashi no Yoru ni/Wolf's rain
Rating: G
Lenght: +1000
Summary: Wolves meet and we learn something about Paradise.
Spoilers: None.
Toboe was hungry. So hungry that he didn't care about what the others would think about him hunting alone. He was aware, however, that if he'd asked for Tsume's help, he would've gotten it, but Tsume and Hige and Kiba were more tired than hungry, unlike him. Toboe was tired too, certainly, but his stomach had rumbled and rumbled and it wouldn't leave him rest.
Toboe sniffed around, looking for something that would make an easy prey until he found a trail, a delicious scent that seemed exactly what he needed.
Licking his lips, Toboe followed the scent and, when it got stronger, he slowed down, pressed himself against the ground and crawled to hide behind some bushes, preventing his own smell to get to the unsuspecting animal.
He could see it, his prey, beyond the bushes, eating grass; it was enjoying its last meal.
Toboe licked his lips again; he remembered the last time he'd eaten goat. Tsume had hunted a particularly chubby one he'd shared with the young wolf. It had been delicious as nothing Toboe had tasted before.
Goats, according to Hige, could be dangerous, but this in particular, though well fed, also looked quite clueless and harmless.
It'd be harder to catch than mice, but easier than the deers he'd smelled on his way there.
Toboe wagged his tail and forced himself not to whimper in excitement.
He readied himself to jump on his pray, preparing his hinder legs to launch him as far as possible. He wouldn't be able to reach the goat with one jump, but he had the advantage of surprise and, if everything went right—and it had to go right—he'd have his lunch all served in less than a couple of yards.
The young wolf jumped and he noticed the goat reacting to the sound of the leaves he'd left behind by raising its head and looking at him in surprise. It was too soon for it to be scared, which was a sign that Toboe was moving fast enough.
But, suddenly, a big, heavy body attacked him and pushed him away, making him fall on his side. he crashed against the bushes.
Toboe stood up quickly; he saw an unknown wolf standing between him and the goat, growling fiercely. Toboe growled back, though mostly in the spirit of self-preservation; the other wolf was an adult and, besides the fact that Toboe didn't want to fight, he didn't have time to call his friends to help him out. And that without taking into account that four against one was unfair and that this wolf didn't seem like he wanted to hurt him.
“Go away!” the wolf said.
Toboe raised his ears a little. “I just wanted—”
“Go! And tell your pack you're not welcomed in this forest!”
Toboe pressed his ears against his skull again and lowered his head. “I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude in your territory; we'll be leaving early in the morning.”
“Good. On the meantime, stay away from my friend.” With this, he walked away, towards the goat, and Toboe watched in amazement when he asked it, “Are you all right, Mei?”
“Yes, I'm fine, Gabu. Thank you very much for your help,” the goat said.
The wolf, Gabu, seemed satisfied with the answer and both of them began walking away, side by side.
Back then, when still he lived in the city, Toboe had heard about things like that, but in those tales, were dogs the ones taking care of other animals.
The young wolf wondered if that Gabu could be just the same as him.
“Uh, excuse me?” he asked.
“What is it?” Gabu said, turning his head.
“I—uh, well, me and my pack are on our way to Paradise.”
“Paradise?” the goat asked and looked at Gabu.
“My mother used to talked to me about Paradise,” Gabu said, half-closing his eyes. “It's a place where wolves can be free and happy for ever.”
“Yes!” Toboe said eagerly. “I was wondering—I mean, we're always looking for more members for our pack, to take as many wolves as we can to Paradise, since in the heart of every wolf is the need to go there.”
Gabu opened his eyes and looked at Toboe intently, as if he were considering. “Yes, every wolf wants to go to Paradise, that's what my mother used to say.” He was going to add something but the goat Mei was faster.
“Paradise sounds like a nice place,” he said in the distinctive tone of voice of those who are sad but want to sound cheerful. “And, if you want to go, I think I can manage—”
Gabu's eyes widened and he began to flail. “What? What are you talking about?”
“You said every wolf wanted to go to Paradise,” Mei said, eyes all opened up and teary. “I would never think to stop you from—”
“Mei! I'm not going to leave you!” Gabu said, still flailing. “I'm not going anywhere!”
“But you said you wanted to go, that every wolf wanted to go...”
“That's what my mother used to say!” Gabu calmed down, shook his head, and sighed. Then he looked at Toboe, who had been witnessing the exchange without really understanding a thing and feeling like he'd done something very wrong by asking the other wolf to accompany them to Paradise. “Listen,” Gabu said, “what I was going to say is that I don't need to go to Paradise.”
Toboe tilted his head. He'd heard that from other wolves, but all of them were worn down, unhappy, and had lost all hope. Gabu was different from all of them, quite the opposite actually.
“Why not?” Toboe asked, unable to help himself.
“Yes, why not?” Mei asked.
“Because,” Gabu said while pushing the goat with his muzzle back to the road, “I'm already there. I'm in my own personal Paradise.”
They left then, leaving Toboe alone and confused. What was that supposed to mean? He looked around; the forest was pretty enough, but it wasn't Paradise, that he knew without having to ask Kiba. Toboe rubbed his head with his paw.
He heard the howls from his pack mates, calling for him; he decided it'd be better to answer and go looking for them. He also thought about telling them about this, but he wasn't sure, though maybe they could understand a little better, seeing that they had more experience with the ways of the world.
He began to run to his friends and then, he realized: he was still hungry.
Fandom: Arashi no Yoru ni/Wolf's rain
Rating: G
Lenght: +1000
Summary: Wolves meet and we learn something about Paradise.
Spoilers: None.
Toboe was hungry. So hungry that he didn't care about what the others would think about him hunting alone. He was aware, however, that if he'd asked for Tsume's help, he would've gotten it, but Tsume and Hige and Kiba were more tired than hungry, unlike him. Toboe was tired too, certainly, but his stomach had rumbled and rumbled and it wouldn't leave him rest.
Toboe sniffed around, looking for something that would make an easy prey until he found a trail, a delicious scent that seemed exactly what he needed.
Licking his lips, Toboe followed the scent and, when it got stronger, he slowed down, pressed himself against the ground and crawled to hide behind some bushes, preventing his own smell to get to the unsuspecting animal.
He could see it, his prey, beyond the bushes, eating grass; it was enjoying its last meal.
Toboe licked his lips again; he remembered the last time he'd eaten goat. Tsume had hunted a particularly chubby one he'd shared with the young wolf. It had been delicious as nothing Toboe had tasted before.
Goats, according to Hige, could be dangerous, but this in particular, though well fed, also looked quite clueless and harmless.
It'd be harder to catch than mice, but easier than the deers he'd smelled on his way there.
Toboe wagged his tail and forced himself not to whimper in excitement.
He readied himself to jump on his pray, preparing his hinder legs to launch him as far as possible. He wouldn't be able to reach the goat with one jump, but he had the advantage of surprise and, if everything went right—and it had to go right—he'd have his lunch all served in less than a couple of yards.
The young wolf jumped and he noticed the goat reacting to the sound of the leaves he'd left behind by raising its head and looking at him in surprise. It was too soon for it to be scared, which was a sign that Toboe was moving fast enough.
But, suddenly, a big, heavy body attacked him and pushed him away, making him fall on his side. he crashed against the bushes.
Toboe stood up quickly; he saw an unknown wolf standing between him and the goat, growling fiercely. Toboe growled back, though mostly in the spirit of self-preservation; the other wolf was an adult and, besides the fact that Toboe didn't want to fight, he didn't have time to call his friends to help him out. And that without taking into account that four against one was unfair and that this wolf didn't seem like he wanted to hurt him.
“Go away!” the wolf said.
Toboe raised his ears a little. “I just wanted—”
“Go! And tell your pack you're not welcomed in this forest!”
Toboe pressed his ears against his skull again and lowered his head. “I'm sorry. We didn't mean to intrude in your territory; we'll be leaving early in the morning.”
“Good. On the meantime, stay away from my friend.” With this, he walked away, towards the goat, and Toboe watched in amazement when he asked it, “Are you all right, Mei?”
“Yes, I'm fine, Gabu. Thank you very much for your help,” the goat said.
The wolf, Gabu, seemed satisfied with the answer and both of them began walking away, side by side.
Back then, when still he lived in the city, Toboe had heard about things like that, but in those tales, were dogs the ones taking care of other animals.
The young wolf wondered if that Gabu could be just the same as him.
“Uh, excuse me?” he asked.
“What is it?” Gabu said, turning his head.
“I—uh, well, me and my pack are on our way to Paradise.”
“Paradise?” the goat asked and looked at Gabu.
“My mother used to talked to me about Paradise,” Gabu said, half-closing his eyes. “It's a place where wolves can be free and happy for ever.”
“Yes!” Toboe said eagerly. “I was wondering—I mean, we're always looking for more members for our pack, to take as many wolves as we can to Paradise, since in the heart of every wolf is the need to go there.”
Gabu opened his eyes and looked at Toboe intently, as if he were considering. “Yes, every wolf wants to go to Paradise, that's what my mother used to say.” He was going to add something but the goat Mei was faster.
“Paradise sounds like a nice place,” he said in the distinctive tone of voice of those who are sad but want to sound cheerful. “And, if you want to go, I think I can manage—”
Gabu's eyes widened and he began to flail. “What? What are you talking about?”
“You said every wolf wanted to go to Paradise,” Mei said, eyes all opened up and teary. “I would never think to stop you from—”
“Mei! I'm not going to leave you!” Gabu said, still flailing. “I'm not going anywhere!”
“But you said you wanted to go, that every wolf wanted to go...”
“That's what my mother used to say!” Gabu calmed down, shook his head, and sighed. Then he looked at Toboe, who had been witnessing the exchange without really understanding a thing and feeling like he'd done something very wrong by asking the other wolf to accompany them to Paradise. “Listen,” Gabu said, “what I was going to say is that I don't need to go to Paradise.”
Toboe tilted his head. He'd heard that from other wolves, but all of them were worn down, unhappy, and had lost all hope. Gabu was different from all of them, quite the opposite actually.
“Why not?” Toboe asked, unable to help himself.
“Yes, why not?” Mei asked.
“Because,” Gabu said while pushing the goat with his muzzle back to the road, “I'm already there. I'm in my own personal Paradise.”
They left then, leaving Toboe alone and confused. What was that supposed to mean? He looked around; the forest was pretty enough, but it wasn't Paradise, that he knew without having to ask Kiba. Toboe rubbed his head with his paw.
He heard the howls from his pack mates, calling for him; he decided it'd be better to answer and go looking for them. He also thought about telling them about this, but he wasn't sure, though maybe they could understand a little better, seeing that they had more experience with the ways of the world.
He began to run to his friends and then, he realized: he was still hungry.
GIP
Gabu should just propose to Mei and be more happy ever after. x'333 ♥ *RUNS*
Toboe is just too cute. And IC.
My icon approves this fic. |D
Re: GIP
Gabu should just propose to Mei and be more happy ever after
I thought he already had. XD
Thank you! :333
Re: GIP
You're welcome. :**
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Me encanta escribir a Toboe, es una dulzura. X3