[Don't trust a retch...] A New Beginning [Don't Judge me.]

[Anonymous]

The darkness of night began to fade into daylight in the forest. A young male was walking along a path that should lead him to a civilization. He had a noble-like suit of black mithril armor on him as well as a horned helmet, the collar of his cape came high over his head, and his leather boots made the most gentle of tapping sounds as he continued through the forest. Even though he didn't show it well, he was beginning to grow weak with hunger and dehydration. Weredragons could go for quite a while without food, and almost as long without a drink, which gave him the strength to go on for so long, but the elvish blood in him demanded nourishment, elves weren't quite as strong as weredragons in that sense, but his stubborn pride and ego drove him on. And finally, in the middle of the forest, he collapsed, he should have known better than to refuse the sack of provisions that his father offered him before he left. But he was too proud and stubborn to accept it, and so had left without it. His strength was given out, and he passed out, he would die out here without food or nourishment if he didn't get it within three days.

[Anonymous]

A creature rustled through the bushes and looked around. He was a large wolf with blue, almost glowing, eyes and pure white fur. His fur was long and soft, with nothing dirtying it whatsoever. He sniffed the air curiously. A new scent? He was not familiar with this creature's scent. He sniffed the creature out, very curious as to see what, or who, it was. He stopped when he saw an unconcious figure on the ground. He prodded the person with his nose. He saw that the person needed food and water, and dragged them off, being stronger than what one might think, as this was no normal wolf. He deposited the unconsious person next to a stream. Then, he ran off, coming back with a rabbit, and a turkey that he had caught for him to eat. He didn't take into account that they might prefer cooked meat; as a wolf, he had no thoughts like that. Meat was meat, food was food. That was the way of the wild. No matter how odd a food was, if it kept you alive, it was good. He prodded the man again, trying to awake him.

[Anonymous]

Zero stirred slightly, then his eyes opened, he heard the sound of a stream. And quickly bolted up, looking around, then he tapped a couple of things called 'buttons' on the side of his helmet, there was a sound like hissing and a metallic clicking noise and then he pulled off the helmet, laying it beside himself and then cupped his hands and dipped them into the running water, drinking it as quickly as he could.  When he'd had plenty of water, he looked at the rabbit and turkey, and tilted his head slightly. Raw meat? But it did not take long for him to find his stomach as he quickly attacked the rabbit first, not bothering to skin or clean it at all. Once the rabbit was gone, nothing but bones left, he looked around, wondering how he had been brought here, then saw the wolf, once again tilting his head.

[Anonymous]

The wolf watched him devour the meat and drink quickly. He realized how hungry and thirsty he really was. The wolf named Oliver moved foreward, with caution, towards the man he had fed. He nudged the turkey to him, offering it to be eaten. He showed no signs of hostility, just caution, as if he weren't sure the man would attack him or simply accept the food given. He sat nearby, waiting for him to finish the meal. He gazed at him in a friendly way. He dissapeared into the bushes, and came back with a plate. He couldn't figure out how humans and humanlike creatures ate, but he knew it usually involved these flat things. He set it on the ground next to the man, and sat nearby again.

[Anonymous]

Zero watched the wolf, seeing it nudge the turkey toward him, he accepted it thankfully. But he had to laugh when the wolf came back with a plate. Even if he was starving, which he still was considerably hungry, he wouldn't really need a plate for now. He started to pluck the feathers from the turkey, and, as soon as the feathers were gone, he started to devour the flesh and meat of the large bird. Though a little slower than he did the rabbit. Once the turkey was mostly devoured, just the innards and bones left, he started drinking again, mostly to wash down the meat he had just finished eating, turkey, weather raw or cooked, was incredibly dry. Then he shook his head and stood. Looking at the wolf, "Thank you..." he said, although he didn't know if the wolf understood him, worth a try though seeing as it seemed to know how hungry and thirsty he had been.

[Anonymous]

Oliver watched him eat with a spark of curiousity in his eyes. This human-like creature did not use the flat object to eat with. He guessed it only was used when they had a table to eat at. He looked up at the man when he stood. He thought about how tall he was. For a human, that was pretty tall... He heard him thank him and nodded to him. He reached up and licked his hand, as if to say, 'you're welcome.' He stayed at the man's side, with no  intention of running off. He figured that if the man had been starving and thirsty, he may have the same happen to him again, which was not something a kind soul like Oliver would want to happen.

[Anonymous]

Zero picked up his helmet, placing it back on his head, latching the thing closed.  Then started to walk again, he wasn't far from a civilization, and now that his mind was off his hunger and thirst, he figured he could concentrate his sensing energy more on finding the town he planned to go to. This man was a savior, a savior of all who followed his religion, or who had weredragon or elf in them. He turned his head slightly, noticing that the wolf would not leave his side. "Look," he began, but then thought for a moment, if the wolf understood him before, did that mean it had something along the lines of human in it? He then said "How would you like to work for me?" He asked, kneeling down in front of the wolf, almost as if expecting an answer. How crazy could he get? As if he'd actually get an answer from something that didn't understand human talk.

[Anonymous]

Oliver forced himself not to grin at how the man probabaly thought he was just a normal wolf. It would really set his head spinning if he said something to him. But, he did not speak. He just kept following him. He wondered where the man was going. A nearby town, maybe? Well, a wolf following around wouldn't be too bad. After all, he could be taken for a dog....a very LARGE dog...

When he asked him if he wanted to work for him, he tilted his head, as if pondering, and nodded. It's not like he had much purpose in life. This would give him something to do, ofter all.

[Anonymous]

Zero grinned, it seemed he had made a friend. "Alright, you'll have to stay by my side all the time though, you realize that? Means you can't go back into the wild without me with you." He said, smiling slightly behind his helmet, just thankful that the wolf understood him.

[Anonymous]

Oliver smiled, in the way that dogs and wolves do. He reached up and licked his hand again, and trotted ahead playfully. He wagged his tail, and looked more like a puppy now. He returned to his side, thankful to have found something to do. He just made a friend..the first humanlike friend in a long time. Rather suddenly, a group of wolves came from the surrounding forest. They all gazed at Oliver. He went over to them, and nuzzled them all, in a goodbye. Then, he returned to his new friend and gave a soft bark to the group of wolves. They all returned to the forest, as if they had never came. Then, he looked up at Zero as if saying, 'so, where now?'