Aura

The tiny arctic fox cub (who looked more like an arctic wolf pup) tottered into the lands, her sapphire eyes brimmed with tears and her body shaking with exhaustion, dehydration, malnutrition, everything. She hadn't eaten in days, the only thing she had been able to feast on was a carcass that was almost bare from meat. It was rotting and covered in flies but she hadn't eaten and so she nibbled a few mouthfuls off before beginning on her journey here. She looked dead almost. She collapsed near a tree, her breathing slowed but she remained concious. A small whimper was released into the atmosphere, but she doubted it could be heard by anyone who could help her. She needed help. She needed a mother or a family. She needed someone. Fast.

Tempest

We'll shake it off.

The large arctic femme shook her porcelain pelt roughly as she rose. Her maw parted as she yawned widely. To her left, her brother was nosing around a large hare that he had snatched mid jump, out of the air. Every two seconds, he'd glance back in the direction of the alley, looking for two-leggeds. "You idiot, no human followed us, stop being so par-" She paused when a small whimper reached her sensitive ears. He brother rolled his eyes. Whose the paranoid one now?

Whiteout, being the motherly poor sot she was, literally jumped to her feet and went to investigate. What she saw surprised her. It looked like a pup at first, a wolf pup to be exact, but it didn't smell like one. "Temp, come here...NOW!" The minx hastily ordered her brother over as she went and nudged the small tyke gently. A distinct scent registered in her brain. A fox. She looked back and glared at Tempest who was taking his merry little time getting his white ass over to her. "Bring that hare you caught. The babe needs it much more than you do!" Whiteout curled up beside the malnourished foxling, sharing the body heat her thick coat hid. "It will be alright little one.." She cooed softly.

I'll be the one to save us all.

Tempest's hulking form shot out of the grasses as he snatched a hare from mid jump. He snapped its neck quickly and dropped it by his sister, nudging it around a bit. He glanced back one way, returned to his next meal, and then glanced back again.

A sharp glare was sent his sister's was when she made some crack about his worrying. He scoffed to no one in particular and rolled his eyes. Temp was suddenly worried when his sister ordered him to bring the catch over, and he did so, being the good Samaritan he was.

Aura

As her brain registered another two beings, Aura's body tensed and she slowly lifted her head. Spotting the she-wolf coming towards her frightened her greatly, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was waiting to feel some sort of pain but instead her body was nudged gently. Openeing her tightly closed sapphire eyes, she looked up at Whiteout, her eyes glistening with promise and when the wolf curled up beside her and warmth flooded through her body, the fox cub snuggled into her warm fur. When Whiteout cooed, Aura softened and relaxed, she gently lifted her head and licked the bottom of Whiteouts muzzle before lying her head on her small white paws. When she heard Tempest coming her wide eyes met his and she began to shake. However when she saw he had food and was with Whiteout she relax and closed her eyes, she didn't know the food was for her...and she whispered softly.
Thank y-you...

Tempest and Whiteout

We'll shake it off.

The artic minx glared icily at her brother when he appeared so suddenly, scaring the young fox lass. "It's okay, he wouldn't hurt you.." White stressed the comment and held her brother's gaze. While it was not in his nature to hurt things, he wasn't above leaving the young of another species to nature. He was mainly concerned for his kind, artic wolf kin, and his kind only. Yet, Whiteout knew if she prodded him enough, he'd consent to her wishes.

The young warrioress watched the foxling for sometime, and when she seemingly refused the food, she pressed the matter. Tearing the hare open gently with her razor-like teeth, she pulled it closer to her. Maybe she couldn't reach it? "Eat up little one, my dear brother Tempest can catch another dinner. This is for you now." A wolfish smile, yet it was oh-so motherly, tugged at her features as she remained beside the little fox babe. Whiteout waited a moment for the foxling to eat before she asked questions. "What is your name, little one?"

I'll be the one to save us all.

Tempest was not too pleased to discover his sister's unspoken intent. For all she knew, its mother could be searching for the foolish foxling right now. But there was no turning back, no sir-ee. Whiteout would help the sickly babe to the best of her abilities, even if it meant taking in a fox.

As Whiteout told the little Sheila that he could catch another, he caught her gaze and nodded in consent. He turned tail and propelled his hulk after the scent of the hare's burrow. Where there was one hare, there was bound to be another. And it did not take long. Temp scared the remaining hare out of the ground hole and snatched it upon its escape route. Another flick of his strong neck and the hare, once alive and kicking seconds ago, made its way to the pearly gates.

Tempest returned to his sister and the fox and settled down in front of Whiteout and her new pal to snack on the hare in between his paws. He purposefully tried to avoid getting into what he considered fully his sister's matters. She would deal with this, let him know her final decision and then he would decide.

Aura

Aura relaxed as White softly spoke, and she calmed down. As the hare was split and the smell drifted towards the foxling, she reached out and began to dig her small fangs ito the warm meat before snatchig back small clumps of meat and swallowing. She repeated this process many times and finally became full. As Whiteout asked of her name, the babe gazed up at her, warm almond optics gazing into White's.

My n-names A-aura. Thank you for being so kind...

Her mother had taught her manners were important. She so wished her mother was here and her heart panged for her. Her father couldn't care less for Aura. She was alone. Or so she thought, but now Whiteout was here and Aura was going to have a hard time letting go of another. Her heart was taking Whiteout as Aura's mother, but she didn't know if that was okay. Her attention was soon turned to Tempest as he caught another hare. She wished she could be a good hunter like that. She had only even hunted mice, and even then failed miserably most of the time. Being an arctic fox she wouldn't be particularly big, but she still had a good bite and her jaws were quite strong. She would have powerful legs and such when she was older, but at the moment her eeth were small, she couldn't fight or anything, but she could run fast and that was all she needed. As Tempest came and sat back down, Aura streached out her head and began to sniff his paws that held the hare. Indeed both him and Whiteout were brother and sister, and Arctic wolves. he knew that Whiteout probably wouldn't take her in and just felt sorry for her. ighing lightly, Aura gave one last glance towards Tempest before she rested her head on her paws and her gaze switched to White. She smiled lightly.