A Wolf's Journey
Part 1
By Ayn BlackFox

Black Foot sighs a bit as he slips out of his teepee. The sunlight beams against his dark colored fur. He yawns and then stretches as the wind blows through his fur gently. He smiles and inhales, taking the scent of the fauna around him. The air is a bit dry but tolerable. He slips back into the teepee looking at the work that he started last night. A few herbs still hole in the mortar and pestle. He sighs as sits down and starts to work again at the herbs, working them down slowly into a powder. He hums slowly remembering an old song that has been passed down to him, hoping it will help pass the time. 
Several minutes pass and he stops working as his stomach growls loudly. He smiles and then reaches over and grabs a small pouch and starts to eat the sun-dried fruit from it. He stops humming the song and exits the teepee. He looks over at the trees listening to calls of the wild animals around. He looks up at the clear sky as a member of Souka Tribe flies over head with a spear in hand. He smiles a bit as he finishes the back of dried fruit off. He goes back into the teepee and starts to grind up the herbs again. 
A short time passes and the herbs are fully ground up into a powder. He pours the content of the mortar into a small pouch and then ties the top off it so it closes. He looks around the teepee to see if there is anything else that he missed but the teepee is near spotless. He sighs a bit and then grabs a large rectangular cloth from the back end of the teepee. He put is over his shoulder and then heads back out of the teepee. 
He walks down a path he marked heading towards "Lazy River", hoping a nice wash will help him feel better. He listens at the cries of the Souka tribe can be heard coming from the distance. He shakes his head in disbelief wondering why they have to be so loud, but he does not let it brother him. No need to press the issue and avoid confrontation, especially since he is alone. A fight would most certain end in utter defeat when the numbers outweigh him. 
Reaching the river, he grins seeing that no one has yet to come down. He takes off his clothing and places them on a low hanging tree branch along with the red cloth. Nude, he runs and jumps into the motionless water. The wolf sinks down until he reaches the bottom. He then swims back up to the surface and heads back into the shallow part of the river. He reaches down and picks up the wet sand and looks at it. He smiles seeing that it is still a perfect neutral color, a sign that the river is health. He looks up at the sky and grins, thanking his grandfather for teaching him the trick. 
He wades around the shallows before heading out towards the middle of the river. He watches the fish swim around and through his legs, bumping into him at times. The wolf chuckles some and then float in the crystal clear water as the fish pass by him slowly. He takes a breath and sinks down towards the bottom again, slowly. He closes his eyes and concentrates letting his mind go blank, blocking out all sounds around him. He touches the bottom of the river where he immediately sits with his legs crossed, the soft sand molding to his form. 
Dropped into complete, watery silence, Black Foot meditates. His heart beat slows and he starts to picture himself floating through the sky overlooking endless fields of grass and brush. He then passes over a vast forest where tribe member wave to him from the tree tops. Sweet Paradise. But just it started it ends as the wolf starts to run out of air. He holds his breath and starts to head back to the surface. 
He breaches the surface where he takes a breath in and then goes back down some and then comes back up. He floats in place, panting to catch his breath. He shakes his head a bit and starts to head back to the shallows.
The wolf leaves the river and then grabs the large red cloth and starts to dry off with it. He wraps it around him like a cloak and grabs a small log. He takes it over to a small pit that is lined with rock as put the log it in. He grabs a few other stick and drops them into the pit as well. he goes back to his clothing and pulls out a mediums sized flint stone and a knife. He sparks off the flint until the stick catch fire. He watches as the small pit erupts into a camp like fire. He lays the red cloth down on the sandy ground before and then sits on top of it. 
He looks at the fire, feeling's warmth waving over his body. The flames wave slightly as the light wind passes over it. He closes his eyes and then lays back on the cloth enjoying the natural ambiance of the light forest around him. He lays in front of the fire for a few minutes before standing up. He looks over passed his teepee and then nods knowing what lies just beyond the trees. 
He walks over and collects his clothing from where he left them and heads back to the Teepee. He slips inside and puts on clean clothes putting the others in a bag. She fixes his hair and then starts to pack up his belongings, placing them in the large heavy cloth pack he made himself. He looks around the teepee and then smiles seeing that everything has been packed away. He smiles and then exits the Teepee. He undoes the cloth from around then wooden structure and rolls it up. He uses a small length of rope to secure it to the pack. He leaves the wooden structure up and looks back at the small fire which has burnt itself out. 
Putting on the pack, Black Foot heads towards the end of the forest. His knife and tomahawks making clanging sounds at the shift and touch each other. He walks a medium pace, wanting to get to the remains quickly. He sighs a bit not knowing what lies ahead, hoping he can get in and get out before anyone or anything finds him. A fight is not what he wants. 
Clearing the forest, he finds himself at the charred remains of his tribe's village. He covers his muzzle as the damage seems to be much worse that what he thought. He sighs a bit and drops to his knees. Tears trickle down his face as he zones out into a flash. The sound of gun shots, horses and the cries of his fellow tribesmen as they are slaughtered by cowboys. The searing flames of the burning teepees and then foul smell of the various clothes burning fills his nose. He watches the panicking people try to flee from the scene while the tribe warriors attempt to fight off the cowboys. The fight is one sided. Warrior after warrior fall to gunfire as the cowboys yip and holler in triumph as the last of the fall victim to the deadly gunfire. The cowboy rally for a short time before riding away into the distance. 
Black Foot snaps out of the flash back and looks at the charred remains. He stands up and starts to look over the remains to see what he can find. He unties the small shovel from his pack and starts to rummage through the thick, black blanket of burnt articles. He finds a few tomahawk heads and arrows heads untouched by the fire. He moves long sifting through the ruins as he finds something shining on the ground. He blinks as he picks it up. He dust it off a bit finding that it is the Zircon Pendant that tribe chief wore. He smiles as the string it was on is intact as well. He smiles and then stands up,holding the Zircon pendant in his hands. He looks at the tribe insignia before putting it in his pocket. 
He continues to search the ruins as a distant cry catches his attention. He blinks and then looks around the ruins, wondering where the cry came from. He blinks and then keeps going through the remains before the cry is heard again. He stops looking at then starts to head towards the sounds. He keeps the shovel out in case the need to defend himself occurs. He speeds up as the cries becomes more frequent. He growls a bit the foul smell of unhealthy cowboy waves over his nose. The smell of gunpowder and then lack of bathing only makes him angry. 
He runs down hill to find a cream, orange and black felitaur lying against a tree. She seems to be in pain and has large cut on her arm. He stops a short distance away from her and then thinks if it wise to approach her. He nods, getting a thought in mind. The felitaur eyes for a moment before letting out a long sigh of relief. 
"Thank you kind wolf." She said motioning him over. She looks at his attire and figures that he is not a cowboy but a Native American tribesmen. "Those cowboys from Decskillet.. They tried to rob me." 
With a bit of a growl, Black Foot takes off his bag and then opens it up. "I hate them." He mumbled a bit as he pulls out then small pouch of medicinal herbs. He also pulls out a roll of dark colored cloth. He moves over to her and exams the wound. 
"One cut me with a knife after I clawed two of them. They fled after seeing that I didn't have anything." She said watching as the wolf sprinkled the powered herbs on the cloth. "What is that?" 
"A special herb for healing cuts." He said as he cuts the cloth and folds it in half. He sprinkles a little water over the cloth and then presses some. He moves over to her. "This may sting a bit." He warns looking closer at the wound. It is not deep and not bleeding much. 
She nods slowly as watches as Black Foot wraps the cool cloth around the wound. She hiss and then growls a bit as there is some light stinging. She closes her eyes and growls as cloth is lightly tied to her arm. Black Foot nods and then starts to pack his things up as the felitaur looks at the bandage. 
"Thanks...umm?" She pauses. "What is your name?" 
"Black Foot." The wolf replied as he closes his bag and puts it on. 
"Thanks." She blushes a little. "I am Sagume Itiera. It is nice to meet you Black Foot." She stands and shakes a bit getting the leaves and other debris from her fur. She looks around some grabbing her saddle bag from the bush nearby. "I do not wish to stay here. Can I come with you?" 
Black Foot pauses and then thinks for a moment. Being alone for so long has gotten to him. He smiles. "Sure. I could use some company." 
Sagume walks over to him. "I must ask where you headed?" Her curiosity spike as she wanted to learn more about him. Native Americans were a rare sight and she had a lot of questions. 
"I was just exploring the ruins just passed the trees." He said and then sighs thinking about the flashback. 
"It is a sad sight." She said. "I did pay some respect there, because I feel sorry for what happened." 
Black Foot does not say anything and starts walking back towards the ruins. Sagume follows him, still wanting to ask him questions. She bites her lip not wanting to pester him either like her curious mind wants to. She starts to fall behind but catches back up quickly as they exit the forest. Black Foot stops and looks at the ruins again. He sighs as he starts to think of the flash back. 
He shakes his head and then starts to look through the burnt remains again. He uses the shovel to scoop away the ash as he finds a small piece of clothe that was buried under the remains of a teepee. He pulls up the cloth and sees that is the tribe's insignia, in gold which normally embedded on special robes worn by the highest ranked of the tribe. He sighs softly as Sagume walks over to him and looks at the piece of cloth. 
"That is amazing. Out of all the things here, this survived." She said with a smile. "Looks like it would be worth a lot to any one else." She look at him "Priceless to you." 
Black Foot can only nod as he puts the cloth in his bag. He looks around once more before clips the small shovel to his bag. "I am done here. There is nothing left here." 
"So what are you going to do now?" Sagume asked him moving over towards him. "I am still willing to travel with you." 
Black Foot looks at her and then rubs head in thought. "Are you sure?" He asked her. "I am seeking herbs and things to make medicines with. Would take you far away from home." 
Sagume shakes her head. "I don't care." She said crossing her arms. "Also long at I get away from that town I live in." She moves away from him and stands facing the south road. 
Black Foot walks over to her and then smiles. "Then let's get going." He starts walking down the dirt road with Sagume following him.
They walk along the south road leaving the forested area. They head down hill towards the flat plains area, which look like an endless sea of grass. Both seem to stay quiet as they reach the bottom of the hill. The wind blows against them gently bring the smell of the farms in distance. Black Foot looks around the at the edge of the road looking for the small, odd looking plants which be the herbs that he seeks. 
He stops seeing a small teardrop like leaf on the ground. He picks it up and examines it. Mistrolo? He looks around and puts the leaf in his belt pouch. He walks a bit slowly, looking around to see if there is any more leaves like it around. Mistrolo is a rear herb, Black Foot knew it for sure that. Only the high class could afford it. What is was doing out in the open was strange to see. Black Foot kept looking around finding a handful of the herb. He smiles and then looks at Sagume, who is looking at a patch of tall flowers. She looks at the wolf and smiles widely before following him down the road. 
The wind starts to blow a little harder against them as the walk down the road. The once clear sky starts to become cloudy. Black Foot blinks but keeps walking with Sagume close behind him. He slows down to take a drink of water from his water pack. Sagume only looks at him before they start walking again. The constant breeze making him smile widely as Sagume runs ahead of him and stops at tree. She shakes the tree and a large fruit falls down and lands next to her. She picks up the fruit and then bashes it against the tree which cracks it. She drinks the milk from the fruit. She smiles and tosses the hard green shell into the grass as Black Foot comes up to her. Sagume bumps the tree again and grabs two more of the hard fruit and puts them in her saddle bag. 
They start walking again as the cloud cover grows overhead. The sun peaking to and from the clouds. The wind keeps blowing against him as they walk over the wooden bridge that spans the small Artrisca River. The flow of the water is slow bit rippled by the wind as it passes over it. Sagume stands and looks over at the water which the fish swim quickly in the water, disappearing into the watery depths. 
The road continues slightly downhill as the cloud cover continues to build. The sun now completely covered by clouds. Black Foot blinks and then keeps walking with Sagume still following. They walk along the road as the wind starts to kick up a lot more. Dust and other debris starts to kick and blow across the road. 
They stick close to each other as they walk in the heavy crosswind. Sagume mews softly as she walks not liking with the wind blowing the dust into her fur. Black Foot speeds up a little but keeps Sagume close to him. The sky darkness and the sound of thunder makes Sagume jump a bit. Black Foot moves a bit faster and pulls Sagume with him, the darkening sky and thunder, starts to scare the calico like taur. She clings to Black Foot as they reach "Peek Point", an old mining town that was burnt down for reasons unknown, but one building was left standing. The Craft Hotel. 
Sagume pulls Black Foot in the hotel and closes the door behind her. He barricades the door and sighs softly as the sound of the heavy rain can be heard from outside. She looks at Black Foot and blushes a little. He looks back at her and crosses his arms, wondering why he brought into a dark, empty building. Despite it being deserted it is very clean. He shakes his head and then takes off his bag. He pulls out the mortar and pestle. He sits Indian style and opens the pouch they has the Mistrolo in it. He puts the leaves into the bowl and starts to work the raw leaves down. Sagume moves over and watches him as he works. 
She sits down next to him as he hums what seems to be a tribal song. The green leaves slowly crushing and turning into a powder. She watches for a bit more before moving over the far side of the building looking out the window for a moment before slipping back over to watch Black Foot again. The thunder outside rumbles a bit as the rain continues to pour down. She yawns and lays down next to Black Foot. She falls fast asleep as Black Foot keeps working. 
Three hours later, Sagume wakes up. She blinks finding herself covered in the the tribal cloth that seemingly belongs to Black Foot. She lifts her upper torso up and looks around the large room. She spots the wolf over by wood burning stove. He is sitting in a mediation position in front of the stove as the heat from stove radiates in the room. She sits next to him watching him. She moves over some and keeps her distance to let the wolf meditate. 
She moves away from him a few minutes later. She sits back the window looking out at the rain. She sighs and then closes her eyes just to suddenly feel a hand touch her shoulder. She gasps and then looks back to see Black Foot looking at her. She sighs in relief. 
"You are awake." He said looking outside for moment before looking at her. He smiles softly looking over the tri-colored taur. 
Sagume nods and moves a bit closer to him. "I need that nap. I feel better now." She looks back at him. "I seen that you where meditating." Her train of thought comes to a halt. 
Black Foot nods and smiles a bit. "Looking back at some memories and consulting the spirits of my ancestors. It is the only link I have to them." He sighs softly and lowers his head a bit. 
"You must really miss them." Sagume said looking into his eyes. She gets the feeling that something has been bothering him since they left the ruins. Her natural tendency to be curious spikes a little. She blushes a little. 
"I do. I have been without them for so long, I guess I wish I see them in the flesh." He said looking back at at the feline. 
Sagume does not respond and walks over to the stove and sits in front of it. She sighs as Black Foot joins her. She looks at the crackling fire as she starts to think of her own parents. She looks Black Foot. "Maybe you can help me." 
"Explain." He sitting down in the same spot where was meditating. 
"I want to see my parents." She said. "Do you think you can help me see them, through meditation?" She looks away for a moment and looks back at him. "They both died in a fire. Mom was making stew when the stove suddenly caught on fire. I was not there at the time but that is what I was told my father before he died in my arms. Mom." She sniffs sadly. "She never made it from the kitchen." 
"Not sure but I can try." Black Foot said giving her a hug. He takes her hands and holds them. "Now close your eyes and breath slowly." 
Sagume nods and closes her eyes. She relaxes as Black Foot starts to chant lowly. Both of them starts to glow as they attempt to reach the spirits. The room goes quiet for Sagume. She start to see images of her parents flashing before her eyes. She can only watch as she taken back to her cub days where parents took her to the east and then got to see the large cities of the northeast. She smiles and watches the scene changes to an area along the beach where Sagume is wading through the water, giggling. 
The scene changes again and brings back to her hometown where Sagume walks out of the school house all dressed up, her parents giving her a hug. The scene changes to show the house fire briefly before changing to show the funeral service. The crying and people holding each other is brief as the images slowly fade out restoring them reality. Sagume opens her eyes and looks at Black Foot. 
"Thank you." She said looking at him. She withdraws her hands from him and looks away. She blushes and sighs a bit looking the fire as Black Foot comes over to her. 
"Are you OK?" He asked her, thinking something bad has happened. "I am sorry if you seen something you where not suppose to see." 
Sagume looks at him and shakes her head. "No it's not that. I just miss my mother. She taught me a lot before she died." She moves closer to him and then leans against him. 
Black Foot grits his teeth, surprised with the sudden affection from the cat-taur. He hesitates for a moment, thinking about if he should offer comfort to someone he just met a few hours ago. He looks at the fire in the stove and back to Sagume. He slowly moves his arms around and gives her a hug, which is met with her purring, contentedly. Black Foot smiles and rubs her arm softly. 
The hotel stays quiet except the rain outside. Sagume purrs and then looks at Black Foot for a moment and moves closer to him, pressing against his chest as she purrs at him. She closes her eyes and drifts to sleep against him but only a omen. She looks at Black Foot and smiles, curling her tail against him. Black Foot smiles as the looks over towards the front door. He listens the sound of the rain and the low sound of distance thunder. He smiles and turns to look at the stove which continues to put out its comforting heat. 
He watches as Sagume stands up and stretches. She walks over to the stove and then looks at Black Foot with her head tilted back, eyes partly closed. A seductive look. She walks back over to him and walks behind him rubbing her tail against him as his passes by him. Black Foots at her as she turns around and does it again but a bit harder. She circles him and rubbing over his head softly, purring. Her tail rubbing and curling against his neck softly. Black Foot smiles and then lightly grabs the tail. Sagume turns and moves back to the wolf and places her forepaws his lap. She leans in and licks the wolf on his cheek, purring. 
Black Foot looks at Sagume and rubs her legs softly. He smiles and watches as she starts to rub his chest softly. He purrs and then relaxes as she rubs, her forepaws kneading to legs softly. He keeps rubbing her legs as Sagume slips hand down his shirt and rubs over his chest a bit more, making the wolf lean in a bit more. He stops her and then takes his shirt of and places her hands on his bare chest. Sagume starts to rubs his chest softly, purring. 
With long, slow murr Black Foot moves his hands up and rubs her upper torso sides softly, slowling moving to stand up. His hands moves up her sides and starts to rub over her breast softly. Sagume moans softly and mews at the wolf. She moves her hands down his arms and rubs his arms softly before stopping him. She blushes a little takes a step back from him. Black Foot watches as Sagume takes her shirt off, exposing her C-cup breast to him. Black Foot looks at her as she place her shirt off the side and walks back up to him,pressing her breast against him. 
Black Foot purrs and resumes rubbing her as he is pulls into into a deep kiss by the cat-taur. He kisses back but his eyes grow a bit wide feeling Sagume slips her tongue into his maw and wrestling his tongue. He blushes slightly and kisses back holding Sagume close him as she wraps her arms around his neck holding him in the kiss. Her tail held high and a with a slight forward curve 
Sagume pulls back from the slight, to only kiss his lips. She moves her hands down and slowly pulls his pants down. Black Foot blinks at the sudden chill his rump and the looks down at Sagume as his pants are dropped to the ground. He watches as she kneels down and gives his sheath a soft lick. Black Foot gasp softly,feeling the same paper like tongue gliding over his sheath. He reaches down starts to rub over Sagume's head, his fingers rubbing just her ears. Sagume purrs as she licks, watching as the sheath swells a little before the tip of the wolf penis appears. She mews softly and then licks the emerging tip and strokes the sheath softly. Black Foot moans softly and keeping rubbing over the feline's head, enjoying the feeling of the tongue against his growing erection. 
Sagume keeps licking the erection as it quickly reaches full. She purrs and licks the along the shaft, treating is like it's a lollipop. Black Foot moans lowly enjoying the feeling of the tongue against his member. He gasps and the groans as Sagume squeezes his balls. He spreads his legs and wags his tail letting the feline continue to work. He watches her as she drags her tongue to the tip of his member. Sagume sucks at the tip of his member softly with hand taking a hold of the shaft and strokes it slowly. 
Black Foot smiles and keeps rubbing over Legume’s head as she looks back up at him. She mews and starts to bob on the member slowly. Black Foot moans softly and gives a light thrust into her. Sagume's eyes grow wide as the pre-leaking member slips deeper into her mouth. She pulls back a bit and looks at Black Foot, licking her lips. Sagume keeps stroking the shaft,keeping her tongue stuck out a little. She slips the penis back into her maw pressing her tongue against the shaft as he slips half way down the length. This makes Black Foot moan heavily as the rough feline tongue rubs against the throbbing member. He holds Sagume's head as he bobs, giving light thrust into her. 
Closing her eyes,Sagume keeps bobbing on the member, slipping deeper down on it. She tilts her head from side to side, making Black Foot moan louder. He closes his eyes and keeps giving light thrust at her until his member is deep-throated. He groans as his knot quickly swells up. He tenses up a bit and holds the feline a bit tighter feeling his orgasm building. His tail wags quickly as he sticks his tongue out and moans. 
Black Foot lift his head up and howls as he cums. Sagume's eyes fully dilate as the surge of seed makes her pulls back to suck at the very tip of the member, swallowing the seed. Black Foot moans and rubs over Sagume's head as she pulls back from the member. She licks her lips and grins some, as she strokes the wet member quickly getting a groan from the wolf. She releases the member and watches is hold firm pointed at her like an arrow. 
She turns around and moves her tail off the side. She moves backwards to the wolf until she lightly bumps him. Black Foot looks at Sagume and nods at her. He takes a hold of her hind legs and moves around to slip his already slick member into Sagume's vigina. He moans softly as his member is met by the tight passage. He keeps pushing in slowly hearing Sagume mew lustfully at him. He pushes in until his knot touches her, making the feline gasp and moan. He smiles and starts to thrust into her slowly.
Gripping her hips a bit tighter, Black Foot keeps thrusting into her, picking up the pace. He moans and murrs, closing his eyes feeling his knot press against her with thrust in. Sagume's tail quiver and curls some as her forepaws grip the floor tightly. She mews and kneels down, holding her rump up Black Foot. She scoots back a little and mews at him. 
With a nod, Black Foot starts to thrust faster into Sagume's warm tight depths. He moans and then pants a little as Sagume moans back at him. Sagume curls her tail around Black Foot and pulls him in a bit closer. Black Foot keeping thrusting pressing his knot against against her firmly. Sagume looks back at Black Foot and mews at him. Her forepaws rake the ground slowly as the knot spreads her vaginal face a bit as he slips in slightly. Sagume "chatters" at him and moans loudly as the knot starts to slip in.
Letting out a loud, "Mai ow!" and lustful growl, Sagume grips the floor tightly as the knot slips into her tight passage. She moans and looks at Black Foot as he thrust quickly into her. He grunts and moans out loudly as feeling his body grow tense. He arches his back and then lets out a howl as he climaxes. He murrs deeply and rubs Sagume's sides, as his seed is given to Sagume who then lets out a "Maiow-wow-wow!" reaching her own climax. She pants as her tail quivers, feeling the knot tie them together. She blushes a little and lets out a very subtle mew at Black Foot. She half closes her eyes and starts to lay down down taking Black Foot with her. He blinks and keeps a hold on the taur as they lie on the ground. He smiles and rubs over her back softly as he waits for his knot to shrink. 
Black Foot rubs Sagume's lower torso back softly as she purrs. He murrs and then wags his tail some. He leans against her and presses his ear against Sagume's back, listening to her purring. He sighs softly as he rubs and suddenly drifts off to the sleep, holding one to the taur like a kitten as she sleeps silently. Sagume does not seem to notice as she is too wrapped up in her own bliss. Her tail lightly curls around the sleeping Black Foot as she closes her eyes, listening to the ambiance around her. 
45 minutes later, Black Foot wakes up and finds himself held by a purring Sagume who has been slowly rubbing his head. He murrs and then leans back against back against her. Sagume smiles and then looks at Black Foot. She lets out the near silent meow at him. She moves her tail a bit and rubs it just under his chin. Black Foot rubs over the tail softly and smiles. 
"You're awake "Blackie". Did you sleep good?" She asked almost motherly which is followed by chirrup. 
"Yes I did. I feel good." He replied to her. He stands up and stretches some, Sagume watching him. He walks over to the window and looks outside at the desolate town. The sun shining brightly. A smile. "The sun is out. Think we should continue on?" 
Sagume looks at him and then nods slowly. The thought of recent sex and a suddenly wanting to leave was a bit odd but would be better than just staying in one spot. "Sure." She stands up and stretches as well. The fire in the stove slowly burning out. 
Black Foot walks back over to his clothing and quickly dresses as Sagume puts on her shirt and fixes her hair a little. He closes up his bag and then puts it on. He walks over to Sagume and helps her get her saddle bag on. Sagume smiles and then leans in a bit to kiss him but misses as he walks towards the door. She blinks and then walks over to the door and follows Black Foot out. 
Outside the warm sunshine and clear sky greets them with a slight breeze. They walks through the small town still following the south road. The leave the town behind them and walks along with the grass plains. Sagume looks back at the town and then hillside area behind it starting to wonder if coming with Black Foot was a good idea to start off with. She grits her teeth holding back her own thoughts, not wanting to question him about his feelings towards her. That would be wrong of me. She thinks as Black Foot walks over to a small patch of low grass where where a tall plant stands. He looks at the leaves and then shakes his head. Sagume smiles at him and continues to follow. 
Sagume pulls out one of the fruits from her saddle bag and starts to eat it. She walks next to Black Foot but does not speak to him. She reach into her bag and pulls out the other fruit and offers it to him. He looks at her. "Oh no thanks. I can't take that from you." He said as they pass a groove of pear trees. He moves over the a smaller tree and starts to shake it. Fruit starts to fall down around him and one piece falls and lands on his head with a low thunk. The pears are nice and ripe and he picks up a few and places them in his bag. He keeps on out and starts to eat it. 
Sagume puts the fruit back in her bag and continues to walk next to the wolf eating her piece still. She sucks at the fruit pulling the juices from it and tossing the remains into the grass. "A tree will grow there some day." 

Story/Sagume © to Ayn BlackFox
Black Foot © to himself