Surrounds (Bonds)

Surrounds (Bonds) by S.L. Simps

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her surprise.
    Hesitating out of shock, Alasa took his hand nearly a minute later. He easily pulls her onto her feet. Then he begins moving around, walking around briefly with no clear purpose before he came to a stop in front of a bush.
    Alasa's attention was fully on the beautiful butterflies and flowers all around her. It was a field of wildflowers. Alasa glances at Wolf, wondering if he had any idea how beautiful it was. He hardly seemed like a person who took a moment to notice things like flowers.
    Wolf notices her staring and once again tilts his head in the way which usually means 'come here' if not 'follow me'. The girl walks over, smiling at the amount butterflies brushing against her face. Once to Wolf, he hands her a handful of what Alasa thinks is blue berries.
    "Are they safe?" She asks looking up at him.
    In response he quickly pops one into his mouth. She assumes its a go. She quickly pops a few into her mouth, smiling happily. She had always loved berries.
    Wolf watches her for a moment, happily chewing on her berries before growling lowly, threateningly, before beginning to back up, away from her, still watching her, 'stay', he was saying.
    She nods hesitantly, unsure about being left alone out in the open. But Alasa trusts Wolf, she had no other options really. Wolf jumped into a nearby tree and was gone in seconds.
    After awhile, Alasa grabs a few handfuls of berries and settles herself onto the thigh high grass, her berries sitting and rolling off her stomach. Sighing, she blankly stares above her at the clear sky, wishing for a cloud.
    Around nineteen minutes in she grows hot and unzips her green coat and slides it off her shoulders, using it as a pillow. Soon she's asleep.
    "You have to find who came here with you."
    She wasn't exactly sure how long she had been asleep, nor what had awakened her, but now the overhead sun was higher up and she could see her shadow snaking out along the grass.
    Something's wrong, something in the air is off, almost electric. Alasa quickly sat up and looked around, barely seeing anything beyond swaying grass, so she quickly gets onto her feet, bending to retrieve the coat after a quick look around her.
    Her fingers and shirt are now stained blue and purple, and she's sticky. The butterflies are gone, the air stills a moment after her standing up. She turns left for a reason she wouldn't be able to explain just as Wolf jumped out of the tree, nearly soundlessly. She almost allowed herself a relieved breath when he appeared, until she noticed how ridged he was. A second later, a blur of black appears, jumping at them. Wolf, met the blur head on, in a blink it hit the ground its insides spilled along the grass.
    It's some type of big cat, a very big cat, with two heads and large fangs which curve over it's lower lip.
    "Bravo, Voran 360, you have grown so much strong for a lowly pet to the Iosm."
    A man, is it a man? He is insanely tall and bulky, with messy snow white hair, blue eyes, and four lines running vertically down his olive toned flesh. No, not human, not a man. He appears directly in front of Alasa by the berry bush. He wore bone white armor along his upper half underneath gray clothing, a long thin blade hung on his hip.
    Wolf's response was a growl and land in front of Alasa. Alasa stumbles backwards, a scream stuck inside of her.
    "Who is your little girl, Voran 360? A pet? A pet having a pet, how ironic." It laughed a sickening laugh, sweat instantly broke out across Alasa's skin.
    "W-Wh-Who are you?" Alasa questions and instantly regrets it as 'its' ice blues gaze levels her over Wolf's shoulder.
    "Human," His smile freezes her blood and sends her skin into a crawl, "I can see why he has kept you around, your a beauty when compared with the others in your scum race." His hand settles on his sword. Wolf growls, no snarls at the other man-beast. "Shhh, mutt, I'm speaking to the girl. Now, girl, I'm sure you miss being with your own kind. I mean, being trapped out

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