kitsune_wolf (kitsune_wolf) wrote in lucid_daydreams, @ 2008-11-08 08:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | cr:s, cr:t, nanonattering 08 |
Nano Day 8: Rules
So Fenris threw me at these last night, Which is handy because now I can write a drabble or something that shows each rule. (And I really wait to find out how Fenris learned the Cat ones, *Glances at Brigit, who looks Innocent*)
Also: I treated myself to some icons since I went 1000 over the daily target. XD
And I've finally clicked when it comes to Jonah! (Finally it was getting to the point where I was going to kill him no matter how much it mucks up the plot)
Ten Rules for Running a Mixed Species Pack
1) Not ALL Animals Eat Meat.
2) Do Not Eat A Pray Animal That Looks Like A Pack Member In Front of That Pack Member.
3)Dogs Are Not Wolves, Don’t Expect Them To Act The Same
4) Foxes Are Not Wolves Either.
5)Don’t Trust Any Non-Wolf’s Body Language
6)If a Cat Is Wagging It’s Tail It Is NOT HAPPY
7)Not All Morphs Like Physical Contact like Wolves.
8) Small Dogs Do Not Know They Are Small
9) Yes Cats CAN Swim, No you DO NOT Need To Test Them.
10) It’s not being a Control Freak If It Saves Lives.
Nott's reply:
Ten Rules for Surviving a Mixed Species Pack
(When you‘re not a wolf)
1) Wolves need a stupid number of P. D. A.’s. More than everyone else does.
(So no he is neither hitting on you or sizing you up for dinner.)
2)Wolves may as well be psychic with how they read body language.
(Not that if you‘re not even a canine miss-translations can occur)
3)Never ever Let a Wolf Get Bored.
4)Never leave a Wolf alone with a cat if they haven’t gotten used to them yet.
5)Never ever Ever let a Wolf Get Bored
6)Never trust a smirking Wolf.
(No he is not going to eat you, but just trust me on this.)
7)Do not get to close to a sleeping wolf unless you want to become a Teddy Bare
8)Wolves can be Stupidly Stubborn, seriously, just leave them to whatever it is they’re doing.
9)DO NOT LET A WOLF GET BORED
10)Wolves are Control Freaks. (No really you are!)
EDIT:
I've done a couple of these now. I think these two are the funnest:
3)Never ever Let a Wolf Get Bored."
“Err...Fenris...?”
“Yes?”
“...What the heck are you doing?”
“Making a card pyramid.”
“Why?”
“Valente said he’d phone today about Securing Managarm’s land” Fenris said, pinning his tongue between his teeth in concentration. “He didn’t say what time so I’m doing this while I’m waiting.”
“Been waiting a long time then?”
“Yes.”
“Not hunting today?”
“I sent Managarm and Jonah out.”
“Managarm didn’t mind being ordered?”
“Not while he’s on my territory, he knows he will have his own soon.” Fenris said. “He needs to learn how to hunt anyway, or fish at least, he needs the patience.”
“Oh...”
“What is it Peter?”
“Where did you get so many cards?”
“Jonah gave them to me.”
“Why?”
“To keep me out of the kitchen.”
“...I don’t want to know what you were doing in there do I?”
“Probably not.”
5)Never ever Ever let a Wolf Get Bored
Jonah walked past the river where Managarm was meant to e fishing to find the place abandoned.
The fox couldn’t say he was surprised. From what Valente had told him Fenris had to have half starved before he learned enough patience to sit by the river bank long enough to actually catch something.
Jonah wondered if it was a wolf thing or a just a Fenris thing that the clone had inherited.
Either way, Jonah had found some pheasants lost in the wood and had figured that Peter would be grateful that they weren’t eating something that didn’t look like him for once.
Fenris did make sure to eat rabbet away from the poor morph but the fox really couldn’t understand how Peter could really not mind.
He knew he shuddered every time he saw a dead fox on the road.
Or maybe that was because he knew what running over felt like more than empathy for a animal that looked like him.
Jonah shook his head as he found himself before the front door of the house Fenris had fixed up.
“MANAGARM!”
Jonah barely dodged the blur of grey fur that shot past him, closely followed by a slightly bigger grey blur.
The fox poked his nose in to see Peter looking in from the kitchen door.
There were playing cards spread all over the floor.
“You do know this is your fault don’t you?” Peter asked.
Now I just have to come up with a thrid part *ponders*