[STM] [Quest] Storm 1
Lycaon woke up before the sun rose, as per usual. The arctic wolf’s red eyes looked around their shared den, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings before he relaxed when nothing was out of the ordinary.
He could feel Belle’s warmth close to him and slowly stood up, only for the gray wolf to put her paw on his foreleg.
“Where are you going?” She sleepily mumbled as she opened her eyes ever so slightly, teal eyes meeting his red gaze.
“Hunting.” He huffed in reply before he leaned down to press his muzzle against her head, gently licking him. “Go back to sleep.”
A chuff escaped Belle as she enjoyed his affections for a moment as she glanced outside, a small frown appearing on her muzzle when she saw the dark clouds up in the sky.
“It’s going to rain.” She whispered and Lycaon simply smiled at her.
“I won’t be too long outside.” The arctic wolf whispered to her as he nudged her head once more and finally stood up, walking out of their shared den before he disappeared into the forest.
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It had already been a few hours since Lycaon had left their shared den and Belle felt slightly nervous. He shouldn’t be taking this long, right?
She quietly whined as she paced around their den, his scent still lingering in their home and she was tempted to go out after him if it weren’t for the fact that the rain would have washed away his scent.
“Belle?”
The sound of her name made the gray wolf’s ears perk up and she looked over at the entrance to see a figure slightly hunched over, the soft pitter-patter of the rain against the item that they were holding.
The scent alone was enough for her to identify that it was one of their caretakers.
Belle softly barked in greeting and walked over to Miyaki, letting out a whimper as her ears lowered.
A frown appeared on the woman as she glanced around the den.
“Where’s Lycaon?” She asked and the gray wolf whined a little louder as she turned her head towards the forest before she looked back at her.
Miyaki glanced over at the forest and muttered a small ‘oh’. Well… that’s a bit problematic, isn’t it?
She gave Belle a small smile, gently patting her head. “I’m sure he’s fine, girl.” She said as she pulled out her walkie-talkie and glanced towards the forest.
“Luce, are you in the security room right now?” She asked. There was static for a moment before she heard a reply from the younger shifter.
“I am right now. I’m checking the areas and exhibits in case there’s anyone.” Luce replied.
“Great. Lycaon is not in the den with Belle. He might still be outside. Can you use your drones to look for him?”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Word Count: 479 words
Breakdown:
- 2 rolls/FM (400 words)
- 1 roll/FM (zoo staff)
- 2 rolls/FM (Quest)
Total: 5 rolls/FM
Lycaon picked the wrong time to go hunting :'>
Submitted By SmolNekomata
for A Storm is Brewing
Submitted: 5 months ago ・
Last Updated: 5 months ago