This is the relationship between Dante the Timber Wolf and Greywing the Skywolf.
STATUS - Currently mates.
(overview coming soon...)
A lone wolf, outcasted by his own pack, is seen harrassing an Omega wolf of a rival pack of his previous one.
A wolf pup bites the lone wolfs leg)
The Lone Wolf: (howls in pain, then snaps at the pup)
Its mother growls
A shadowy figure flies overhead)
The Lone Wolf: (look up at the sky, noticing the strange figure)
it pins the wolf
The Lone Wolf: (barks agressively)
The wolf has wings and is female
Lone Wolf: (a normal, male wolf with blond fur and blue eyes) (puzzled by her wings)
She gets off him
Lone Wolf: ...W-what's wrong with you? Why'd you let me go? Don't you know I'm a villain?
Something Etches itself onto the wolfs head
Lone Wolf: What the...
Skywolf:(You will learn
Lone Wolf: Pfft. What? Learn your saint-like ways? I don't think so, honey.
it shocks him
Lone Wolf: (howls in pain)
Skywolf: Learn boy
Lone Wolf: Boy? Listen up, I ain't a youngster. Don't accuse me of my looks.
Skywolf: Yet you act like a stubborn pup
Lone Wolf: Looks who's talking, bitch. (literally... a bitch is a female canine)
Skywolf: Watch Thy tone
Lone Wolf: (blushes) I didn't mean it in that way...
Lone Wolf: Hmph...
Skywolf:(Grabs his tail with her mouth)
Lone Wolf: What the hell...?!
she drags him away from the other wolves
Lone Wolf: (growls)
She tosses him on a tree trunk
Skywolf; i will leave you be, but i will be watching
Lone Wolf: Hmph...
Greywing: THe names Greywing by the way
Lone Wolf: ...Dante. I was oucasted by my pack a few months ago.
Greywing: Why harm other packs for you misfortune
Dante: Because that damned pack killed the only one who loved me... my mother.
Greywing: He who seeks revenge remembers to dig 2 graves, one for the victim and one for himself
Dante: Eh, no one will care if I die, either way. And I won't either.
Dante: Oh, what now?
Greywing:(Come with me
Dante: Where, exactly?
Greywing:(Leads him to her Den, an old Cougar Den) Make yourself at home
Dante: Thanks, but I have a home.
Greywing: Not anymore, the wolves will look for you there first
Dante: ...Oh. .-.
Greywing:(her wings extend)
she pulls him close)
Dante: (blushes) Huh?
she licks his cheek
Greywing:(Blushes a bit)
Dante: I'm... I'm mainly asexual.
Dante: (blushes) Yeeeaahh...
Greywing: put off)
Dante: (beat) Err...
Dante: (severely awkward)
Dante: (yawns, falling asleep)
Dante: (stalking an elk calf quietly)
Greywing:(In the tree line)
Dante: (manages to separate the calf from its mother eventually; he bites down on its neck)
Greywing:(Attacks the mother)
Dante: One wolf can't take down a whole elk. Need assistance?
Greywing: you forget, I am no normal wolf
Dante: (smirks) Well, then. Let me see what you can do.
Greywing:(Breaks the Does muzzle and slashes its throat)
Dante: (joins in anyway, biting the doe's leg)
Greywing:(Rips the Does head off)
Dante: I've lost my appetite.
Greywing:(Disembowles the doe)
Dante: (throws up)
Dante: I have a weak stomach...
Gerywing:(Takes the leftover meat and puts it on ice)
Dante: (still a bit woozy)
Greywing: need a drink?
Greywing: Leads him to the river)
Dante: (gets a drink)
Greywing:(Sweating, in her thoughts "He is so handsome")
Dante: (finishes up; he approaches Greywing, blushing)
she blushes too
Dante: (smirks) So, ya wanna hang out for a while?
Dante: Heh, alright.
She licks his cheek
Greywing:(Runs off Giggling)
Dante: (sprints off after her)
Dante: (laughing along with her)
Greywing:(Steps on a hunters Trap she howls in pain)
Dante: (helps her)
Dante: (nuzzles her, sighing)
Darkstorm: Runs over) Greywing oh dear (Goes to pick her up)
Greywing: he took care of me when I was a pup
Darkstorm: Heals her) You ok Greywing and who is the Greywolf
Dante: (snarls) My name is Dante...
Darkstorm: Feisty young wolf
Dante: (snaps) Hey!
Greywing: He is handsome though
Darkstorm:(Sets her down and Inspects Dante)
Dante: (tilts his head in curiosity)
Darkstorm:(hmmm, I like this one, he's a badass
Darkstorm:(Pets Dante) You take good care of her
Dante: You're leaving her with me?
Darkstorm: I trust that she is good paws
Dante: Well, alright...
Darkstorm: Fyi she tells me everything
Greywing:(Licks his cheek)
Dante: So... what now? (smirks, having an overall smug look on his face)
Greywing: Catch me if you can (runs)
Dante: (grins, chasing after her)
Greywing:(Hides in a fox den, giggling to herself)
He tracks down her scent.
She giggles trying to blend
He smirks, finding her eventually either way.
she wags her tail
(two weeks later)
Dante: (lying by her side)
He yawns as he awakens from his sleep, stretching his paws.
she wakes a bit
He nuzzles her.
Greywing: 3 months into her term)
(they barely even met, you know... unless this is the other litter)