(( Edited out convo and changed names. xD ))



Buffy: The female was definitely littler than some females.. But she was large in her intellect and wisdom. She was a brilliant female; and colored to match. She carried the orange pelt of her fathers, while still held the blue markings that came from her mother.

Emerald eyes sparkled, as the female from Agua Azul headed out, deeper into the lands of her pack. Mostly thick dense trees, that you really couldn't escape from, darkness wise.

She threw up her head, to howl a song to the sky about her adventure. She was patrolling her borders, yes. This was normally Torrent's job, but he had been hurt recently, and she had taken the duty.

Her paws carried quickly, though stealthily in the night. If not for her howl, she would have been invisible to the darkness, despite her bright pelt.

Finally the dense forest seperated a bit, and the sunlight could peek in, and the darkness wasnt so intimidating.

Finally, she'd reached the border.



Chaos: The orange pup was lost in more ways than one. Firstly, he was lost in the trees, the branches looming down on him from high above. Branches from a rose bush tugged at his pelt as he passed by, the thorns getting stuck in his thick fur. But he didn't know what any of these things were called. All he knew what that his head throbbed, his paws hurt, and his nose stung from his flight from smoke and burning bush. He had lost his memories as well, after taking a tumble and hitting his head on... something.

The forest was scary. Bright purple eyes looked out for any signs of shelter, where he might cower and wait for the morning. Instead his ears were met with a howl. It made him shiver in fear, his mind unable to place what the howl might be from. As he kept going he spotted something moving ahead of him. If he hadn't been desperate to find someone, anyone, he would've turned tail and run. But he kept going.



Buffy: She would have continued to scower the area, but she stopped, and sniffed the air. Something was bleeding.. The scent had carried right to her, alerting her at once, and she was no longer on a patrolling adventure.
She was on an adventure of her own, and completely off track.. But she couldn't pass up this oppurtunity to fulfill herself.

Her nose lowered to the earth, and she sniffed a bit for some kind of sign.
She could smell nothing, and raised her head up with eyes searching once more as she padded on through the forest.
She would get little sniffs of blood, but they never lasted long, and she was forced to just continue going straight to hope for a stronger scent.



Chaos: Hurrying along, the pup wasn't paying attention to the terrain. Roots broke from the earth and created tripping hazards. With one foul step he stumbled, letting out a yelp as the root caught his toes and twisted them as he fell. Shakily he got back to his feet, his shivers caused by a combination of fear and exhaustion.

There was another noise. He wasn't sure if it had been a bird in the tree or something traveling towards him, but he perked his ears and looked around, asking if anyone was there the only way he could

"Cha?"



Buffy: She heard the call, and instantly her ears perked. It had sounded like.. Like a pup! Why, what was a pup doing out here? These lands were dangerous, and her boys would never be allowed out here without attention.. So who would let their pup be out here alone?

Her motherly instincts kicked in, and with a few quick strides, she could smell him.
She followed the scent on the earth , and was lead straight to the pup.

She lowered herself a bit, not wanting to cause him fear.

That pelt..That pelt caught her. It was so orange, so brilliantly vibrantly orange. The orange of her line. Oh he looked just like her father, and she couldnt help but jawdrop as she got closer.



Chaos: Suddenly Shezaam appeared in front of him. His first instinct was to hide, so he flattened himself uselessly against the tree. But his fear ebbed a way a little when she came closer. She looked kind enough, but what drew his curiousity was the colour of her fur. It was a mix of orange and blue... He looked down at his paws, studying their shade, then looked back up at her. Maybe she knew him and would help!

He started to wag his tail, creeping forward to greet her. Ears down, he let out a small whine. "C-cha?"



Buffy: Oh he was so adorable, and her heart beat wildly for him. She looked around, as if searching for his parents. But the look of the pup had her feeling he was alone. He was dirty, and looked as if no one had really been around to keep him clean.
But she saw the look of ease pass his face as he noticed their pelt color and wagged her tail.

"Whats your name young one?"



Chaos: The pup tilted his head to one side. It took him a moment to figure out what the words meant. His thinking was like trying to walk through deep mud; slow and sluggish. The bleeding bump on his head throbbed but he thought through it, making a face as he tried to remember his name. What was it again? He couldn't remember anything. He almost panicked, looking at Shezaam with wide eyes, before he looked down, ashamed.

"Chaa..."



Buffy: He had to be of her line, the pelt told her so.. So his name.. Started with Cha?
She cocked her head.
"Cha? Cha.. Cha... Chaz? Chazaam?"
She asked, hoping.

Oh she hoped.
She wagged her tail, and licked at the wounds on him, to help him clean them, again with her motherly affection.



Chaos: Chazaam? Was that his name? The way she was licking him, wagging her tail... Was she his mom? She had to be, why else would they both have orange fur? And why would a stranger treat him this way? He wagged his tail again, and harder still. Then he touched her face with his muzzle, giving her a little lick too. Already he was starting to feel better, safe.