And God Bled (Kaz)
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"They say the sun and the moon are greater beings.

What else could they be? Is there anything else with that glow? With that distant power? What that power we've never known. Or why they do what they do day in and day out. Do they wish to help, or are they bound to their work? There's no way to ever know. But they say we should be thankful for their work, and I suppose I am.

But they say there are forces even greater than the sun and the moon. Forces that wish to extinguish there light and leave us in darkness. Why they hold such ill will is just as much a mystery. But even after all this time they haven't succeeded. But not without trying. They say it bites and tears at the moon, leaving it to bleed down on us."

"No! Will they be okay?!"

"Look up." Tallow smiled down at the pup, "Do they look okay to you?"

Both pups snapped their heads upwards that their guardian thought their little necks would snap. Little Sparrow, the bleeding heart, gave a sigh of relief.

"Yeah. They're okay."

"Is that a true story?" Sparrow's brother, Turrin, pressed.

"It could be." A gentle lie, "You'll just have to trust me. Just know that no matter what comes to harm them, no matter how much more powerful it is, they will always fight. They'll never give up their post. Now it's late, and you two should sleep."

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That moment was a  lifetime ago, Sparrow had long rotted away leaving only bones and an emptiness in her heart. But the scene that played before her rushed it to the forefront of her mind. As if her words could shape the future, as if the fairy tales were true.

The moon bleed.

When the light dimmed Tallow suspected the clouds were rolling in and much to her dismay another snowstorm might follow. It was a good thing she chose this hours to hunt before the going became slow. Curiously she looked up and stopped in her tracks. The moon had been full when it rose, or so she thought. Grey eyes considered the sight. Surely she must have been mistaken. But she couldn't shake the unnerving feeling as she made her way back to her den, for all need for a midnight snack had fled and she craved home.

It wasn't until the tree root den was in sight that the landscape ran pink that she froze like the snow beneath her paws. Head snapped back up to the moon. Tallow paid little attention to her surroundings and how long she remained there. She was transfixed. Pink turned to red, and red it remained. This was beyond her animal brain, but far from a crisis of faith. Even under this spectral Tallow knew no greater force was out there. No greater force would allow Sparrow's light to dim as she did.


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It had been snowing so damned much lately, and Kaz was getting sick of it. His paws were constantly cold and wet, snow balling up on the fur of his underside frequently, making it uncomfortable to walk around or run while hunting.

Speaking of hunting – that was also sucking.

Apparently prey animals also liked to hide when blizzards were frequently ripping through the Fringe. Who woulda thunk that deer and the like weren’t a fan of the cold? Kaz was disappointed in their lack of vigour, mentally shaking his head in a ‘I expected better of you’ type of way, like a parent to their naughty child.

Of course, he was thinking such thoughts as he himself was hiding from the cold in a shallow den curled tightly into himself, resembling no more than a thick ball of fur. He was finally warming up, but he hadn’t eaten for a while and he knew he should head out to chance a hunt while the winds were still down, before the clouds rolled back in.

With a loud serious of grunts and sighs and moans, Kaz forced himself to his cold paws and out of his little den.

Winter,” he scoffed. “What a rip.

He wandered around for a while, eventually found a rabbit and caught it with ease – no fighting back this time, fucker – and decided to chow down right then and there. It didn’t take long, he was pretty hungry apparently. He could have gone for another, but found himself distracted by a form in the near distance.

Curiosity got the best of him and he decided to head on over to see who it was – heck, maybe it was someone he knew?

As he got closer, he noticed that the figure wasn’t moving at all. She was just staring… at the sky? Kaz looked up in the general direction of her focus, but saw nothing more than just a pinkish red sky.

O…kay…?

Soon he was a mere couple meters away and he stopped then, wondering if he was approaching some sort of psychopath or something. What a weirdo.

Have you never noticed the sky before?” He asked in a tone that quickly expressed his tendencies to be a bit of an asshole. Feeling cheeky, he continued. (Better not be a psychopath.) “It’s pretty cool, y’know. Sometimes it pisses water on us, sometimes it’s blue, sometimes it’s gray, or even red like it is now. And apparently, in the winter, it does nothing but fucking SNOW on us for DAYS.” He grumbled, looking up at the sky then with a wicked scowl.

Actually, I change my mind. The sky is kind of a dick, it's not cool.” He mused then. Maybe if his paws had just a bit more dexterity, he’d flip off the sky. But alas, his wolfhands were not quite that evolved.  


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To enraptured with the fable playing out in front of her Tallow was unaware that another had invited himself into her little patch of forest. She turned to face him, only half listening to his words. He didn't seem to understand.

"But it went dark, and the red is-"

No. It seemed she was the one who didn't understand. This little shit was mocking her. Wonder faded from her expression as it turned sharp as flint. Her body turned to face him head on. Tallow was not in the mood for a physical fight, despite they were both evenly sized and she was healthy for winter. Fighting was only for survival. While obnoxious, this wolf didn't challenge her physical well being.

"I don't need your smart mouth." she growled, suppressing a cough, "it's usually not that red, not without smoke."

She took the intruder in for a moment, the cold winter wind ruffling her coat. But she wouldn't relent to the wind or this stranger.

"What are you doing here anyway? You didn't smell someone lived here? Have you ever used your nose before?" She parroted his words back to him with a curl of her lip, "It's pretty cool, you know."


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Despite the fact that Kaz was feeling cheeky, he listened to the lady’s explanation of her sky-staring, ignoring the comment about his ‘smart mouth’. He shrugged his shoulders in response before saying, “ehh, yeah, I guess that’s fair.”  

He turned his eyes upward to the reddened sky, now curious as to why it was actually so red. He supposed maybe it was a little bit strange, he just never paid that close of attention to it before.

After a brief silence, the lady spoke again, accusing him of not using his nose – which was ‘pretty cool’. He noted the copy-cat use of his own words and glanced back at her, wrinkling his nose.

Har, har. You’re a fuckin’ comedian.” Rolling his eyes a bit, he shifted in his stance. “I can walk wherever I want, thank ya very much.” He informed her, his tone very matter-of-fact. Free world, bitch!

Kaz glanced around them and noticed the den close by. “That must be your place then, yeah?” He asked, but it was more like he was telling her, or just straight up assuming. Which was pretty normal for him to do. He frequently did make an ass of himself. “What a charming little home.” A wide, cheesy smile spread across his maw as he ‘complimented’ her abode.


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Tallow regarded the unnecessary jester with a cold gaze. Her intent was not humor but to give this wolf a moment to hear exactly what he said, and just how stupid he sounded. Point missed. He was duller than she thought. A bit of patience might be in order here. She sighed, wearied as if bothered by a meddlesome pup.

"That's true enough." her tone gave away her mood, speaking slowly and clearly. Tallow's current brand of 'patience', "You have legs. You have a brain-presumably. There's no stopping where you go. But with that freedom comes responsibility. You never know who you're going to stumble upon if you wander aimlessly."  

The dire wasn't deluded. She had seen his type before, and while he did concede the reddened sky was an anomaly she was sure it would take more than a simple talking to to change his behavior. Seems Tallow couldn't find a decent wolf in these woods to talk and it was a pity. Her social skills were slipping.

He looked to her den when he spoke of it. This was the longest she had ever stayed in one place since her exile. The hollow under the tree roots was homey, warm on even the coldest nights. There was an aura of love that lingered there. But even then, a hole was a hole.

"You require more?" she couldn't hold back a cough before continuing, "It protects me from the elements and give me a base. Let me guess...your parents spoiled you. If your den wasn't perfect they'd dig at your whim. They'd let you get away with being rude. It explains a lot. I haven't noticed a pack scent around here, you must be on your own now. How are holding up? Must be hard."


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