The She-Wolf With Silver Socks [Open]

[Silversocks]

With the nails of her hind paws, Silversocks clawed desperately at the unforgiving rock face in front of her. The friction created strident screeching sounds that made her ears twitch. Panting and letting out a few anxious whimpers, she tried to lift herself over the edge, but to no avail. It was a losing battle; Silversocks hung over the ledge by nothing but her two front legs while her hind legs were busy scratching and scraping at the cliff side in order to get even the slightest bit of leverage.

Knowing she'd exhausted her already short supply of luck, Silversocks let out a final frightened yelp before skritching from the ledge and enduring a short-lived fall to the hard ground below. Aside from landing upon a few pebbles, she was surprised to find herself otherwise unscathed. Rocking to her feet a bit unsteadily, she shook herself off, little puffs of ash-colored dust freeing themselves from her fur. Giving a little sigh and gazing up at the cliff face once more, Silversocks wondered if she would ever find a pack. After giving another small shake, Silversocks took her leave and began to descend the rest of the hillside.

It came much easier than the initial tumble she'd taken before, but by now, dusk was beginning to fall. Even though Silversocks was a wolf, and she knew she had the upper hand in wilderness, she was timid and even slightly afraid. She knew there were bigger wolves who could massacre her if they so pleased. Silversocks needed to find a den.

'This looks okay,' She thought upon her arrival to what seemed to be a good place to bed down for the night, once she was tired enough. The opening itself was average sized, and the walls were thickly lined with what seemed to be countless boulders and stones. Silversocks smiled lightly in what seemed to be a turn of events as far as her unprecedented foul luck and ventured inside. What she didn't notice was the series of paw prints that already indented the layer of soft dirt upon the cave's floor...

[Streak]

She was tired. After all, running from your own race on accusation of being crazy definately wears you out. Rosie looked at her new home for now then decided it would be good enough. She wasn't going to stay here for long but she needed to regain her strength. Rosie was about to shift into her human form when she smelled the scent of another wolf. Rosie turned her head slightly to see the newcomer. Hmm, this is different. Rosie saw the markings of this paricular wolf. She had never seen such beautiful shades of grey. She turned her body completely then sat down, her head cocked. "So what brings you here then? Oh, I forgot my manners. My name is Rosie Hyde. As you may have already sensed, I am not one of you. I am, in fact a werewolf." Rosie waited for a reply from this wolf. It seemed she might make a friend.

[Silversocks]

"So what brings you here then?"

Silversocks was about to lift other paw in continuation into the den when a voice made the hair stand up on the back of her neck. She whirled around to see another wolf, looking at her with its head cocked.

"Oh, I forgot my manners. My name is Rosie Hyde. As you may have already sensed, I am not one of you. I am, in fact, a werewolf."

Silversocks' ears flattened and she took a few steps backwards, seeming smaller. She looked down in embarrassment.
"I-I didn't realize this was someone else's den," She said.
"I'll find a new one, if you want?" A werewolf, what was that? Silversocks had never heard of such a thing. Her eyes widened as she thought, 'Have I stumbled upon exactly what I was afraid of - a different kind of wolf that could hurt me quite easily?'

[Streak]

Rosie looked as the wolf retreated. "This den belongs to no one. We just both happened to stumble upon it." She wondered what the wolf was afraid of. Her? Or just others? "Why are you scared?" She questioned, standing up and begining to move towards the wolf. "I am not going to harm you." She stopped and looked into the wolf's eyes. "I may seem initmidating but this is just the way I was born. No evil powers, right?" Rosie sat once again and stared at the ground. All chances of a friendship most probably had diminished. "W-Would you be m-my friend?" Now it was her turn to stutter. Rosie felt tears come to her eyes. She had never thought she would ever say that and she felt ashamed. Rosie awaited an answer, hoping it was yes.

[Silversocks]

"This den belongs to no one. We just both happened to stumble upon it," The wolf called Rosie stated. After a pause, she asked, "Why are you scared?" And she began to come closer. Her tone was gentle enough, so Silversocks remained in place, watching carefully.

"I am not going to harm you." By now, the aura from the werewolf was softer than Silversocks had perceived it to be; Rosie stopped and gazed into her eyes.
"I may seem intimidating, but this is just the way I was born. No evil powers, right?" A meek smile formed on the silver wolf's lips and she nodded timidly - however, Rosie had already looked down at the ground sadly. Silversocks cocked her head to the left.

"W-Would you be m-my friend?" Rosie asked, and Silversocks' brows shot up in surprise. Now she felt extremely guilty for fearing someone who probably felt as alone as she did herself. Closing her mouth which had been thrown slightly ajar from the sudden act of loneliness by the werewolf, Silversocks rose from her sitting position, walked the short distance between them and sat down next to Rosie.

"I don't know you well," Silversocks timidly began, but lightly wagged her tail in reassurance. She flicked her ears whilst thinking before continuing,
"but I would like to. My name is Silversocks - because of my two back legs," The wolf beamed lightly. "It's nice to meet you, Rosie the Werewolf."

[Streak]

Rosie beamed and started prancing about, silently chanting to herself.
"I have a friend. I have a friend. I have a friend." She sat down after a minute of prancing, panting heavily to herself. She looked into Silversock's eyes with her happy ones. Rosie hoped she wouldn't be afraid of her eyes as many others have.
"So what brings you here? You never said." She cocked her head as she spoke, awaiting an answer.