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Flit wandered out onto the vast frozen meadow again, his fur frosts at the tips. He had spent too much time in the forest fattening up. To much of his surprise he had managed to get some good game in the forest the past month and he had fattened up slightly. He turned hiz gaze up at the sky to see that the once gray skies had turned blue once again.

He sighed to himself as he flopped down onto his side on the frozen ground. If the clouds were gone, then Spring-time was nearly upon them. Then the snow would melt away, revealing the green grass underneath. Then after that would be mating season. flit shuddered slightly. he still hadn't found himself a mate. 'Do I really need one?' he thought to himself. Sighing slightly, he closed his eyes slightly and blocked out the noise on the outside and went deep into his mind to think.

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Kite was adventuring again. It wasn't a shock at all, he was always adventuring in his own mind, however this time it was more literal. He was somewhere cold. Sure it was barely past winter, but he had always lived in areas where it was temperate, with mild winters where a few snowflakes fell from the clouds and they never stuck to the ground. Therefore the frozen ground in this area was amazing to the young wolf.

He grinned happily, his tounge hanging out and tail wagging slightly as his paws crunched through the thin layer of freeze. He walked around aimlessly, enjoying the sites and sounds of the ice, not even noticing the cold, his bright pelt only sharpened by the icecrystals begining to form on it.

After a bit he entered a meadow, and suddenly his tail went into overdrive.

He smelled another wolf!

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Flit picked up on the faint scent of another wolf, yet he decided to ignore it. Wolves were common for him to run into and he didn't bother greeting each and everyone of them. They usually ignored him as he passed by them on his way to nowhere. He let his mind wander slightly as he went deep into though for a few minutes.

Something jolted him out of his thoughts as he thought he sensed the other wolf coming near him. he slowly opened his eyes and glanced in the direction the scent came from. The wolf hadn't move at all, but Flit could see that it was wagging his tail happily. 'Is the wolf happy to find me?' he thought to himself. Slowly, he stood up and shook the snow off of his bright coat to reveal it to the other wolf.

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Kite stood there, watching the direction of the other wolf just wagging his tail for a second. He was so happy to see another that he didn't even go to greet the other right away. However, when the other wolf stood up to reveal a coat nearly as bright as his own the small male bounded over to greet the stranger, a wide grin on his bright face.

"Yo!"

The slacker greeting slid easily from the mouth of Kite. For a wolf that had grown up around lones he was openly friendly to all wolves, and so it was only predictable he would be happy to see this wolf.

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Flit canted his head slightly when the other wolf came bounding towards him. The other wolf made him think of a brightly colored parakeet bird and he flicked his green tail slightly. "Hello," he said blandly to the other wolf.

He examined the wolf's coat curiously as he sniffed the air around the other male's muzzle. The wolf seemed to be kind enough for him to talk to. He sighed slightly and sat down on his haunches. "Name's Flit. What's yours?" he said, a slight hint of curiousity in his voice.

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Kite sat down swiftly, his motions so sudden and jerky that it apeared as though he fell. His new friend was very strange, he sounded almost bored, even when he was asking questions. It was very odd to Kite, who was excited even when he was bored. Or something like that. He thumped his tail again and grinned, answering happily with, "Im Kite. Hey, it's cold here! Is it always this cold? I don't think I've ever seen this much ice before. I heard you could get stuck to ice, does that actualy work?"

His questions were not only odd but fired out at such a pace that it were hard to keep them seperate. He thumped his tail again and waited impatiently for the answers, he always wanted to know new things.

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Flit could tell that this wolf was very impatient and he sighed. He didn't usually mind impatient wolves, but this one was different. His questions were very odd and confused Flit slightly. He shrugged slightly at the other wolf as he thumped his own tail against the ground like Kite's.

"No, it's not always cold. Spring time will come soon and then the snow will go away," he told the wolf in a quiet voice. He glanced around the meadow and sighed. "The only way you could get stuck if you get wet and sit down on the ground for too long," he informed Kite. He hadn't really done that before, but he had heard tales of wolves that got stuck to the frozen ground after crawling out of water. He winced slightly, but not too much to let the other wolf notice it. He sighed and yawned slightly. All the traveling he had done had made him a little sleepy. He hoped that he might be able to find a hill to sleep on that night. "So many questions. Are you a curious wolf or are you bored?" he asked Kite curiously.

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He grinned again as the wolf started answering. He had heard somewhere that there were places that were always cold, but aparently this wasn't one of those places. That was okay, it meant he would just have to look for one of those places later. Which would be fun, imagine, traveling in a place that was all frozen! In fact, maybe he could try to get stuck to the ice too! He wondered what it felt like, maybe it would pull at his fur? He wagged his tail furiously, excited by the thought. He was so excited that he nearly missed the question, and entirely missed the yawn.

He twitched his orange ear slightly and cocked his head to the side, concentration on his face, putting serious thought into Flits question.

After a second he answered happily, a grin returning to his maw.

"Well Flit, if I wait to for too long, I'll miss something, and there is so much to see!"

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Flit flicked an ear slightly as he listened to the wolf's answer carefully. For a brief moment he saw a look of seriousness in Kite's face until it was replaced with a look of happiness. it was as if this wolf's internal age was that of an adolescent. he flicked his tail slightly and scratched an itch on one of his ears. "But if you wait long enough, something else might happen and that event might be more exciting than if you hadn't waited for it." He sighed and mentally kicked himself. 'Darn you. That wasn't a good answer. Why did you have to say that?' he thought to himself bitterly. It had been a while since he had talked to another wolf before and it made him a little nervous. 'When will i get over my fear of others,' he thought to himself bitterly. He had gotten better at it, but his nervousness made it difficult for him to have a good conversation with others. He sighed slightly as stared up at the sky.

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Kite thought about it, letting his thoughtful face come back. Once again it didn't last long though.

"Yes, but waiting is boring," he responded chipperly, wagging his tail again, "I suppose I must just be impatient?"

He leaned back a bit, his posture loosening. He was a childish wolf. Hyper, excitable, simple seeming. It wasn't that he was stupid however, it was just that he didn't care. He had raised himself, his siblings attatched to eachother, his mother loving his father, his father a loner at heart. It had never bothered him though. The world had just always been what entertained him.

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Flit sighed as he glanced down to see the serious face again on the other wolf, yet again it lasted only a few brief moments. He thumped his tail hard against the cold ground as he gazed back up at the sky.

"a little. My mother...i suppose she might have been impatient, too. I never knew her, but she must have been beautiful. she left me when i was a pup and never looked back. i never saw my father. i must have had siblings, but they are gone, too. i guess it is some wolves' nature to be impatient. i am not that type of wolf. i am the type to take it easy at things. do you understand?" he glanced at Kite as he canted his head to one side.

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Kite continued his wagging, the cheerful expression never leaving his face through the other wolfs story. He liked stories. The only problem was that you had to sit still during them, but even he could manage that much. The bird-like Kite could be very attentive when he wanted to be.

"Ah, my father took it easy. I understand, even though I don't act like it," he stuck his tounge out, acting silly again. It was pretty clear that this Flit was as self-contained at Kite was, just in a different way. The neon wolf looked into the sky for a second as well, and then looked back at his new friend, "Is this the place where you live?" he asked, seeminly out of nowhere. He was now intrigued, he wondered where Flit had been left. Maybe he was lonely?

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He could tell that the wolf's impatient nature did have limits. he sighed with relief that this wolf wasn't like his mother, even though he had no memory of her or his siblings and father. it was like they vanished out of his life and off of the planet when they left him alone to fend for himself. he wagged his tail a few times and sighed again.

Flit shook his head at Kite's question as he pawed at the snow on the ground. He could tell that the snow was only a few mere inches. He smiled happily. The snow was going away, but slowly. He turned his attention back to Kite and shook his head again. "No, I don't live here. I have no home yet. i am a wanderer trying to find a pack to live in and possible a mate to settle down with," he told the other wolf sadly.

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"Oh, I see. Packs confuse me I think. If you have one place you have to be, can you be other places as well?"

The confusing question pretty much summed up Kites veiws on packlife. It wasn't that he didn't like other wolves, like some lones did, it was just that he had never felt the need to never be apart from another. You could simplify it and say that he had never been in love, but it wasn't just that. When he made friends he didn't forget them, but he also didn't just latch onto them. Or he hadn't so far in his short life. Even his own family had been left with little in the way of saddness, most of the little that was there dedicated to feeling bad he hadn't told his mother he was going to be gone. She'd be fine though, she only really ever needed his father.

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Flit shook his head. The question confused him slightly, but he thought that it made some sense...at least to him. He had a rough life and his body knew that. he sighed as he closed his eyes slightly, trying to get a good response out for Kite. "No. I have been almost everywhere here and to tell you the truth i am ready to settle down and raise a family of my own. I have been traveling ever since I could remember, which isn't very long. The only memories I have are from my adolescent stage of life. My pup life I don't remember. I don't even remember how I lost those memories to begin with. I think Fate has been frowing on me since I was born and is now trying to smile on me. My life has been full of hate towards my own kind because of what has happened and what I have dreamt what might happen to me. I don't want to wander for the rest of my life. You understand? Maybe you should try it to. You might like it." He opened his eyes slowly and looked at Kite sadly. This wolf was too impatient for his own good and he might get himself into some trouble one day.

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He thought about it. But he didn't want to stop discovering. Maybe when he was older he would want to discover settling down, but now he just didn't understand it. He didn't hate anyone, and he never had. He had never really be unhappy either, and though some could have seen his childhood as lonely, it was nothing compared to Flits. He welcomed the adventure, he welcomed the danger. It wasn't the thrill of it though, it was the joy in all that was new. He grinned at Flit after a second, his tail thumping the ground hard.

"Maybe later," he said cheerfully, these two words hardly summing up his thoughts on the situation. But he was a wolf of few meaningful words, though he was full of flippiant ones.

"The most important thing is to be happy."

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