Here comes the Sun [open]

[Sasha]

Sasha yawned and stretched out was the sun began to reach the horizon. She wasn't usually the first one up, actually it was quite the opposite. First one to bed, last one to rise. But today was different. The sun was warm on her fur and the flowers smelled nice. She wagged her tail lazily as she saw little animals scampering around. She knew better than to bark at them playfully now but she so longed to.

Instead of waking the others, Sasha decided to walk around a bit, stretch her legs and maybe find something small to eat. She needed to learn some skills if she wanted to stay out of the omega position, a thin line she was already teetering on. She paused as she began to walk. She didn't want to be alone. She whimpered and laid back down, laying her head on her front paws.

"Me and my cowardice." she sighed and just looked around then, waiting for someone to wake up or for something to happen.

[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] As usual the young pitbull left home with the moon only to return with the rise of the sun. Long pillars stretched lazily over the terra, her broad skull held even with her shoulder blades as she approached the typical sleeping area the group used. Lids sagged heavily over sleepy eyes showing the lack of sleep to find the female in the past few months. This strange behavior was waring heavily on her yet she could not control it. Just like every morning paws delicately stepped around the vegetation attempting to avoid waking any of the other pack members. They had yet to notice her nightly absences as all were fast asleep when she had arrived home. Little did she know that today was much different. Eyes widened, oversized auds standing at full attention as the movement of the golden fae caught her attention. Horror mixed with just the right amount of surprise saturated the bulldog's features. Latte's typical path was altered, now using Sasha as the end point of her journey. She quietly settled down next to the mixed breed dog, a whip of a tail shifting left to right in friendly greeting. After scanning the group of slumbering canines her voice was allowed freedom in the most soft whisper she could manage,"What are you doing awake so early?"

[Sasha]

It didn't surpise Sasha that it was Latte who was the one to wake up next. Usually she was the first to rise and the last to bed. (She had no idea how one could do such a thing.) she wagged her tail in a friendsly responce when seeing her before lifting her head off her paws.

"Woke up early...surprised me too. I just...couldn't sleep." She decided not to tell her about the nightmares she had had. To be perfectly honest, she couldn't relly remember exactly what they were about. All she remembered was a clash of teeth and paws and the smell of blood. Sasha didn't know if it was a memory or not.
Her tail dropped slightly as she thought about it.

It was then that her stomach rumbled lightly. "Sorry," she said, rather embarrassed. She didn't eat much the night before due to the fact of she was still the lowest of their existing pack. She always ate last but she still got a good amount of food. Unlike if she was an omega and just had scraps or nothing at all. she liked how her small pack was but knew it probably wouldn't be like this forever.

[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] Wrinkles creased the pitbull's forehead sending deep crevices across her features in a curious fashion. Over-sized ears pushed forward to their fullest extent as a wide grin split her boxed maw, tongue lolling out over enamels. Latte was all too familiar with the lack of sleep that could torment one. It was amazing how the young dog could still have so much energy for sleeping so little. That whip hadn't stopped waving to and from the entire time she was in the mixed breed's presence, sending a cloud of dust up into the atmosphere behind them. The rumbling noise that suddenly interrupted Sasha's explanation of why she was awake sent Latte's body into a spasm of surprise. Her frame jumped over to the side, rounded orbs staring at the source of the noise. Her moist nose poked the golden dog's side before seeming to jump into a sitting position. Her broad skull cocked to the right brows stitching together. "You're hungry? Want to go hunt? I didn't eat yesterday at all." The growling stomach next to her had just reminded the adolescent that she had forgotten to eat during the pack meal the day before and she too was being bothered by pangs of hunger.

[Sasha]

Sasha's tail wagged wildly as she heard the part about hunting.

"Yes!" she excitedly bounced to her feet and ran in a circle. Finally some food. It was then she stopped and looked at her sleeping pack. "Should we tell the others where we are going?" She didn't want them to worry, or panic or jump to conclusions. But at the same time, she didn't want to wake everyone up. She looked between her pack and her potential meals. She whined softly and looked at Latte for the answer.

Way to go Sasha. She shook her head and scratched her ear, falling to her behind and lift her leg to rid herself of her itch. She was quite pathetic actually. Still confused and much like a pup. She missed her humans at times but she didn't have much time to ponder on them anymore. Now it was about food, shelter and survival. Sasha knew this and understood this but she was afraid to act on her impulses, trained not to do so. She was trained to be kind to humans, obey humans. She was still getting used to this, but because of this, she was the lowest in her pack as of now.

[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] The excitement seemed to vibrate right off of the gold toned fae causing a course of energy to engulf the young bulldog. Brown optics shifted wildly over the slumbering pack before landing on Sasha once more, "Let them sleep." She murmured softly attempting to contain her excitement. With that to her paws she jumped, and in a single motion landed a short distance from the rest of the pack. Paws shifted in place as she danced in anticipation. A long whip thrashed to and fro keeping the beat of her tapping paws, "Lets go!" She whined anxiously, tongue lolling over flawless teeth, which gave away her young age. Without waiting Latte was off prancing toward the shadows with thoughts of a full belly. Deer, peccary, or even tapir causing the saliva to pool under that pink muscle. A quick look was tossed over her muscular shoulder to be sure that her hunting partner was following, pausing only for a brief moment. A big bully grin split her developed jaws once more before she bounded off into the forest. She made a game of dashing out of the way of the trees just before colliding until something caught her attention. Her entire frame froze, that tail vibrating in reaction to the scent that flooded her nasal cavities. Something was nearby. Something warm and living, she could almost smell the metallic fluid running through their veins.

[Sasha]

Sasha smiled at the pitbull's enthusiasm and quickly sped after her. she stopped when she did, went she she did, listened when she listened. she was excited yes, but didn't want to risk losing a meal.

When Latte froze, so did Sasha. She smelled the air and could almost taste the prey. She could almost taste it. She was drooling slightly now and she licked her chops, tongue running over her teeth.

"What do you think it is?" Sasha asked. It smelled like deer to her, but, then again, she had been wrong before.

Sasha listened closely, hoping to hear the sounds of hooves, the sound of a herd, the sound of just one prey.

She heard nothing. Smelled it yes, but heard nothing Sasha looked at Latte, hoping to sensed what she sensed. She couldn't see or hear the prey, but she could smell it. Why was that? The fae stayed posed, ready to run and attack or run and hide.

'Again with the cowardice.' Sasha thought to herself, her tail dropping. But she stayed posed. Ready for anything. But she was a house pet, she didn't actually know what "everything" was.

[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] Sure Latte loved to hunt, but the fact that she was being trailed so enthusiastically by another was much more fun. A game of tag on top of hunting, what could be better? That ruby tongue flapped against the wind current, slapping her cheeks as the pair of canines sped along the forest floor. Sheer joy saturated the young dog's features as surprisingly silent paws thrust into the earth only to push her frame to it's full length into a ground covering stride. As the two Henka dogs stood there in the shadows of an ancient oak, his skin peeling away in the tree's form of wrinkles, Latte's wide skull lowered to even with her shoulders. Nares flared searching the area around them in an attempt to pin point the exact location of what it was they were smelling. One paw lifted from the ground slowly stretching toward the left drawing her frame one more stride closer to the scent. Jaws fell agape, a wide grin shooting back toward Sasha, "Smells like a deer....a young one. From the sounds of it it's alone. Most likely left while it's mother goes out eating." Latte never quite understood herbivores and the lack of protection they gave their young. No pups would ever be left alone in hopes they would be quiet enough to not be killed by another predator. A few more steps drew her closer to the thick underbrush. Her ears were pushed forward an attempt for the radars to pick up any sound that may prove her theory right or wrong. Only feet from the over grown vegetation was when she heard the shallow rise and fall of a fawn's chest. The whistle of oxygen being pulled within and then carbon being released into the atmosphere became an almost soothing melody as she looked over toward Sasha wondering if she had picked up on the sound.