Three legs dosen't make me //useless//

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I growled at the wolves who tried to help me down. I hate when people tried to 'help' me. I could do things on my own. I may only have three legs but I don't need help. I've never /not/ had three legs. Being born cripled and my leg being bit off at birth didn't exactially mean I didn't know how to manage. I crouched and soon sat at the rock. Ignoring those who stared at me and my lack of a back left leg.

My silver eyes watched the masters, and the slaves, and the horses. A bit of envy teared through my heart. They weren't crippled, dubbed as useless. I shook it off. I'd prove them all wrong, I would always have a stronger voice then them. They all think I am a poor pup, scared of everything.

News flash!

I'm not.

I stood up and shook my flame pelt. The leaves brushed off me along with any dirt that had been left from sitting on the dirty floor. I sat back down quickly. Trying to avoid eye-contact with the staring slaves. I would never be a strong fighter, too easy to knock down. I could hunt well yes, but in more fishing. One thing I lvoed to do was swim. When I swam I felt normal. For once that is.

[»Ιmαgε]

Looking around at all the slaves, he spotted a strange looking wolf, missing a left hind leg. Different. She seemed a mix of emotions for the wolves who sat and stared, like idiots, around her; as if she were some weird object in a freak show. He got up and shook his pelt, the hot summer air released from his gray scale greenhouse. Loping over he scrambled up the rock, and stopped right in front of the fa before sitting down.

"So who do I give this pleasure too?"

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[.Tally]

I decided this wolf could be replyed too, he didn't look at me like a freak like the others did. I re-adjusted my sitting so my back leg I did have wasn't getting so much pain. I looked at him with firm silver eyes. Making a motion of one second and I turned, growling at a couple of slaves stareing at me.

"Sorry about that, idiots, I am Angi, who may you be?"

I spoke to him with respect, a rare thing I never gave to the idiots who thought I was different in a bad way. I licked my front right paw to clean off a bramble. As it fell I pushed it away towards the slaves who stared at me, they screamed. Ah, two ways a bramble could be used.

[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico nodded his head, snickering lightly at the other slaves.

"Lovely name. Zytico is my calling. I lead Suyaust and I am currently looking for pack members. Loyal pack members and useful ones. Currently you fit the bill. Would you like to join my pack?"

He looked at her, pleased the way she responded to actions around her. If she was missing a leg he couldn't care less. She seemed to move along fine without the leg, and if she didn't she would learn. Staring into her eyes he knew that if she joined she would no longer hold the title of slave. She was born with determination to make herself great.

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I listened to the male infront of me. Watching him with interest. I let my ears hear him and tone out the idiots, I mean wolves, who were watching me. I stood up to strech my legs. They grew sore from sitting.

"I think I would like that, You will find I'm more usefull than most expect. Many think I just have gotten three legs, but I've had them all my life. I know how to work, it makes me wonder how YOU go on four legs."

I laughed, Growing up with three elgs made it just usual to me, along with the occasional 'bite a stupid pack member because they think I need help' bit. I flexed my claws and nodded at him, my silver eyes watching. He'd better relize I /will/ show him I am not just a slave. I always did. The slave title never did suit me.

[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico grinned. She sure was worth her time. He got up, stretching and yawning, looking around slowly running his eyes over the slaves. He'd be back later. He pushed himself off the rock, hind legs snapping efficiently. He turned and waited for her, before continuing on, racing away through the forest.

"Make my time coming here worthwhile, femme."

A simple challenge. Would she meet it? He wouldn't try and find out now.

Scanning the horizon through the dense trees, he saw the cliff rising ahead of them. Home.

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I stood up and walked following him, when he got into a sprint I felt a shiver rrun down my spine. Than I speeded up, my three legs getting more tired than if I had four, but I wasn't super slow. Just awkward at times. I ran into the forest behind him, narrowly ducking under a tree branch. I didn't lose my site at him and skitted to a hault at the site of a cliff, fgasping than turning back to run. Panting after him. Finally catching up. Tired as I was I had to keep going.