Cavan & Tupit

Trotting into the lands, the scar-faced wolf carried his son by the scruff. The pup was very thin and sickly after his mother had vanished and he was still on milk. Cavan had managed to keep him alive on pre-digested meats, but Tupit was still very ill.

Cavan's one ear, being deaf, was laid to the side in his uncertaintly. The other ear had hearing, but it was just a nub and couldn't pick up sounds well at all. With one eye clouded and blind, Cavan was left only with a good eye and a keen sense of smell to take in the world around him. This made him terribly paranoid at times, especially now that his son was so ill and weak.

After a while of walking, Cavan set Tupit down in the grass and rubbed a paw over his badly-scarred face, clearing burs off of it. Then he carefully picked burs out of his son's fur and sat down beside him. Tupit hung his head down and rested limply beside his father.


Guari

She looked up as she heard the wolf settle itself and walked cautsiously towards it.


Cavan & Tupit

Cavan had drifted to sleep with his nose tilted downwards towards the earth. It wasn't until Tupit shuffled against his father and gave a weak bark that the Cavan realized someone was approaching.

His scarred head came up and his good eye flashed about wickedly while his useless ear remained still when a normal one would swivel towards the sound of Guari's approach. Spotting the stranger, Cavan quickly picked himself up and stood protectively over his ill son, "What do you want?" he barked out gruffly. Since loosing his mate and two pups, he wasn't in a trusting mood.

Tupit looked longingly at Guari before begining to whimper. He missed his mother terribly.


Guari

She looked at him cautsioulsy hen spoke.

"Is that pup sick."

He looked sickly to her but she wasn't sure.


Cavan & Tupit

He looked restlessly down at his son and gave a gruff shrug, "I'm not sure." His eye trailed away from the sick pup and back to Guari, "His mother... she's gone. He was too young to be away from her." Cavan admitted finally, looking quickly away again. He just didn't know how to be a good father.

Tupit whimpered at the mention of his mother and dipped his head down. He had a cold and was undernurished.


Guari

"Do you have a pack."


Cavan & Tupit

Cavan shrugged, "Well, I think so. Some pack up by the mountains, to the north." he said, "The Opake Mountains, that's what it is. I'm just not use to such a life yet."


Guari

She lowered her nose the pup. And spoke.

"No one would yake him in and nurse him?"


Cavan & Tupit

Cavan shook his head, "No one there had pups recently." his voice was gruffy and hasty, thinking of his short-time mate. He really hadn't know her long, but he still had loved her. "I've been getting him meat though..." Cavan said then, almost in a question form, asking for advice. He just didn't know a whole lot about how to deal with pups. "I've been thinking about letting my sister raise him anyway. I'm sure she can do a better job than me."

Tupit rested his tired head down, listening to the two talk. He liked his father, but he wasn't really that attatched to him. Cavan fed him and protected him, but didn't do a whole lot more than the basics.