The world in the life of a grey husky Chpt. 7 The morning after.
Waking up in his truck, the husky looked up at the morning sunrise. It was a beautiful sight. Looking to his right he saw his new mate sleeping peacfully. Covering his fox up with the blanket he let down the tailgate and hoped dowm onto the gravel driveway.
Heading into his house, he could smell the coffee brewing and the scrapple frying. Coming up behind the wolf very slowly, he gives him a punch on the arm.
Jumping a little from the shock he knew right away who this was. Looking up at his friend who waqs a little taller than him he smiled. "Hey cowboy, get dressed and we'll have breakfast."
Chuckeling a little at the words he had just heard he walked down the hall into his bathroom. Cowboy, he had always called him that. Ever since that fatefull day when they had first me. To tell the truth, he didn't mind it all that much, he enjoyed the little names his friend had given him over the years.
Entering into the bathroom, he flicked on the lights to take a look in the mirror. Rubbing his jaw linewith his paw, a smile come across his face. Reaching into the shower he turns on the hot water for a quick rinse. Snaking into the stream of water, he lets out a sigh as he feels himself relax.
Stretching out on the matress the black fox looks up into the morning sky with a smile. He had just had his dream come true and he had a new mate. Sitting up on the truck's side, he looked around trying to find his friends. Getting off the truck he lands with a slight grunt as a sharp stone hits his foot. Walking into the backyard. Picking up the aluminum cans thrown across the yard he puts them in the empty cooler.
Folding up the chairs, he puts them on the large cooler and heads inside. Walking around the truck he opens the door to the log cabin with a short pull. The smell of cooking food hits his nose and his tail begins to wag as he sits on the couch and flicks on the television.
Hearing the door open and shut, the wolf doesn't pay any attention to the fox as he goes about his buisness. Still nursing his hangover from the night before he cringes a little at the television being turned on. Taking the cooked meat off the skillet onto a plate he makes two cups off coffee and puts it all on the table. Walking to the bathroom he is confronted by the image of his husky friend dripping wet.
Blushing a little at being seen wet and naked the husky just shakes off and begins to dry. Smiling at his friend, "Breakfast on?"
Chuckling in his stomach legend answered, "yah some on" and walked to the table.
Laughing to himself he walked down the hall back to the kitchen, his tail swaying back and forth. Stooping at the entrance to the living room he catches the fox's eye and gives him a wink. Continueing into the kitchen he sits at the table across from the wolf.
"So I think Fraddas and me are going to be mates."
"Huh...I figured that would happen. I could tell by the way he looks at you when you two are together."
Tacking a sip of his coffee the husky ponders a minute."So how was last night for a reunion?"
Looking up from his plate the wolf grunts in response but returns to his food soon.
A wide smile comes across his face as he finishes his coffee. "Well your very talkative this morning." The only answer he gets is a grunt.
Grabbing the gun on the table were he had put it last night the husky leaves the table and heads to a door on the left hand side of the long hallway. Entering it he flips on the light and walks into the room with cabinets linning every wall. Each one has a glass window on the front showingt many historical and increadible firearms.
Opening a cabinet with many diagonal shelves he placed the revolver on the green felt and shut the glass door. Walking to the door he flicks off the lights and locks it behind him.
Heading into the living room he cuddles up with his fox and lays his head down. Closing his eyes he falls asleep on the couch while the fox watches the television.
Walking into the room the wolf nudges his husky friend, "come on we need to go get something."
Sitting up the husky looks at his fox. "Okay, Fraddas stay here and I will be back soon." Hugging his mate, he heads for the door with Legend. Turning around he blows the fox a kiss.
Hopin into the mustang, Mark and the wolf pulled out of the driveway and headed for town. Driving with his friend, the wolf began to talk. "Mark., don't take this too fast with him. Remember what happened with the last relationship you had that went this far? Well don't break his heart."
Looking down at the floorpanels his mind went back to that day. "Yah I will, so where we going?"
"The gun shop I have a surprise for you."
"Aww. You didn't have too."
Blushing a little under his fur the wolf responded, "Hey I owed you for saving my life that one time."
Hearing a knock at the door, the fox walks over. Looking through the peephole he could see a large lion standing on the steps in what looked like a mail man uniform. Opening the door he looks up at the male lion.
"Hello..." was all he could say before he felt a pain in his head and everything went black.