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April 2nd, 2022, a very strange storm is brewing. Animals will notice sudden shifts between warm and cold weather, static electricity in the air, and dark, distant clouds that never seem to move closer.

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Overhead, the storm continued to grow.

Sitting, just on the horizon, unmoving.

Its dark shadows filling the sky. Lining the edges, and everything in between.

His teeth and fur on edge.

Static.

And—

Wind, on an otherwise still day. Its airwaves carrying the scent of rain, of metal, of energy, and anything and everything in between. Around him, the field was an ocean of green, blades of grass flowing, moving, like rippling waves of water.

He thought of being caught out in the rain and being forced to find shelter with a fucking idiot with shit between his ears and walked faster.

Head down.

Shoulders rolling.

Without a home, without a den, and yet wanting to get the fuck out of there.

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The unmoving storm was putting many on edge. She could see even the smaller fauna was looking in the distance, or taking cover. Sometimes a silence rung in the plains, a waiting for the eventual storm, but.. What were they really waiting for? Despite all the theories that may been thrown around before some wolves, there was still no answer. No one to give a clear view of what was raging within the distance. A tornado? A large rainstorm? Hail itself? But as time continued on it simply.. Stayed. It brought unease to herself even, as she often gazed to it with a hesitance.

As closer as she went, it never moved. She felt within her core even if she chased the storm ; she would never reach it. Her travels and wandering led to the sighting of another wolf and —

he was handsome.

He was tan, a dirty gold that settled just right within a dark ruby-red gaze ; captivating as so. She hadn't seen too many with such vivid eyes before, that in fact — Uriel couldn't recall anyone having such color. But alas, they are as rageful as a storm, and stillfull as the one distances away. She contemplated, whether she should call out to him.. Surprisingly, she felt a bit shy.

Maybe he was curious about the clouds, would that be a good starter? As the coward she was, the golden woman hesitated.

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He saw her, from the corner of his eye.

An almost mirror image of himself. Blonde and cream and white.

A pale imitation.

Paltry, and superficial, standing and staring.

Above, the storm continued to hover. Like a bitter truth, a promise. An omen, of things to come.

Dumb bitch was going to get caught in the rain.

He dropped his head down, and kept walking.

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.. She could do it, she faced a walrus. Though wasn't within the fight, she gained the courage to help and even dives to the depths. She faced a red foe who caused nightmares and lives to tell the tale. Just the smallest amount of courage that led her to clear her throat, and the slight chuff for his attention.

"Excuse me sir'," Uriel said, though voice full of tranquil calmness her heart thumbed in anxiety, "you seem like something is on your mind, are you alright?"

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Jesus.

What had fucking crawled up her ass and died there to make her so fucking obsessed with him?

Seriously, all he had been doing was fucking walking. Was there something wrong with him trying to find fucking shelter and some sense of fucking familiarity and comfort before a fucking storm came and rocked his fucking shit?

Apparently, there was.

Apparently, everything and anything he did warranted a fucking thorough explanation and investigation from everyone and anyone that so fucking wished.

Apparently, no matter what reaction he chose, what path he followed, it was wrong.

He slowed.

Looked upwards, then back down towards the trail he walked.

His ear flicked.

He gave a vague grunt.

Waiting for the bitch to hurry up and follow him and get her fucking investigation over and done with.

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Uriel was starting to get a bit intimidated with a mixture of anxiety. The man seemed gruffed, not in a way that he seemed physically unwell by his determination to move forward. Was he trying to escape the storm? Though his face was a storm altogether, a scary look despite how pretty his ruby-eyes were ; that she thought it was a shame, and that she would like to see a smile apply to them.

He didn't outright reject her, and she moved forward with a tilted head, a silent 'yes?' as she thought he was beckoning her closer.

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And forward she came, as stilted and skittish as a newborn baby deer.

Her footfalls soft, muted, against the dirt. Quiet sounds of grass brushing against fur and moving feet.

The wind continued to blow.

Through his hackles, his fur.

The sky overcast.

His ears rolled. Against his head, then forward again.

Why the fuck wasn't she saying anything now?

He resumed walking.

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A bubble rumbled in her chest, in fear she did something. Anxiety, washed upon her face with a bit lip, as she felt she did something to do him wrong. Obviously so knew not of his inner thoughts, and could only imagine that perhaps she walked up to him on a bad day — but even then he allowed her to approach.. Did that mean she was okay with asking?

She followed after him with a few moments that had been paused, but a slight newfound courage came despite the thumping she felt, "um," she stumbled in words a bit, "are you alright sir'?" she asked for a clarify, as it seemed earlier he beckoned her closer but.. Never responded. Selfishly, wanting to help the handsome man.

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Jesus.

Didn’t she already fucking ask that?

Fucking, whatever.

Yeah, sure.

He'd answer her dumb fucking questions if it meant she'd fucking leave any faster.

“Yes.” He grunted. His eyes rolling. Stealing another glance at the looming horizon.

Keeping his pace the same. His shoulders rolling. Back paws falling into step with the tracks his front paws made.

Grass, brushing at his legs, his sides.

The wind cold, against his fur.

“Happy now?” He asked.

Nobody ever fucking was, with him.

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"Oh.." Obviously so, Uriel looked dejected. She knew her place within and wasn't the type to continue pestering especially if given a responds — and it seemed she realized she overstepped just a bit, and took some paws back. Her ears flattened, looking like a puppy kicked to the curb as truly the golden dame wanted to help in some way, to the man who looked like had an storm over his head.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," the man not one truly looked back to take a gander of her. Disappointment? Perhaps a bit, if she was honest — but was the case of indifference and uninterested in herself. The best she could do, was turn away and let him be.

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”Whatever.” He grunted.

What was her fucking problem?

Dumb bitch.

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