Ulv
04-16-2014, 10:04 AM
The park is found right where Sam had said it would be on her hand drawn map. He had watched it first from the other side, ensured that it was safe and unmolested in that part of the universe humans couldn't see. Then he put things in motion, planted hints and thoughts in the ears of people who had the attention of someone who wanted nothing to do with him. Every day once in the morning and once the bells ring to release students to their transports or parents waiting hands, the stray is sitting at the edge of the park where children play on nice enough playground equipment while being watched attentively by their dogs and humans.
He has to be careful because things are different in a place like Denver. The technology is better, surveillance is wider and the streets are patrolled to remain safe. This makes every change and every movement more complicated. Invisible becomes more difficult and he has learned what his brethren have not....it's either retreat or adapt. So he is called Urrah and his kind tread lightly in the shadow of man.
There's a small nitch of an area between two buildings across the street from this park and that's where he watches downwind, where the dogs won't catch his predators scent. Lying on his belly he watches the twenty something woman help the little blond girl up on the slide and his tail begins to thump slow then fast. Ears perk with interest and he shifts from his belly to sitting on his haunches.
They play for thirty or forty minutes, the woman never engaging the other mom's. She even forgoes petting the dogs despite their whines for attention.
He watches her pack up the little girl and leave and only then does North do the same.
He has to be careful because things are different in a place like Denver. The technology is better, surveillance is wider and the streets are patrolled to remain safe. This makes every change and every movement more complicated. Invisible becomes more difficult and he has learned what his brethren have not....it's either retreat or adapt. So he is called Urrah and his kind tread lightly in the shadow of man.
There's a small nitch of an area between two buildings across the street from this park and that's where he watches downwind, where the dogs won't catch his predators scent. Lying on his belly he watches the twenty something woman help the little blond girl up on the slide and his tail begins to thump slow then fast. Ears perk with interest and he shifts from his belly to sitting on his haunches.
They play for thirty or forty minutes, the woman never engaging the other mom's. She even forgoes petting the dogs despite their whines for attention.
He watches her pack up the little girl and leave and only then does North do the same.