“Have you decided yet Iiumni?” The large malamute known as Keula inquires as his ears perk forward with interest while nostrils quiver as if trying to get a hint of the husky’s mood.
“Decide what?” Amber asks as she pads between the two male dogs before laying down beside Keula. “I need to talk to you when your done speaking with the husky.” The bitch whispers to her fellow malamute while nosing at one of his ears.
The red and white husky all ready tail wagging at the appearance of his friend Amber stares muzzle open at her friendly greeting towards Keula. The whispered words coming to his ears all too easily fall as if frozen into spears of ice. “Amber?”
“Why hello Amber!” The male malamute all but barks in reply as his curled tail starts to wag in pleasure. The nuzzle of the bitch surprising him a bit he can not help smile thinking the female has finally started seeing herself as one of the team and him the male lead dog. “We can go for the talk now if its important Amber.” He replies leaning forward to sniff at her then as he catches a smell about her he suddenly sniffs more intently. “We can go right now!” The malamute yips clearly excited as he offers the bitch a warm lick across her muzzle.
“Amber?” Iiumni barks once again this time more pleading but as Keula shows him a silent flash of fang he thinks better of trying to follow the two malamute as they pad off unnoticed by the musher or rest of the team dogs. “Bryan must know!” The husky says aloud turning to dash back toward the gathered group of dogs only to find a camp fire and the human now passing out chunks of frozen fish. Of course the dogs that have not yet been fed are quick to growl at the omega.
Bryan lays down close to the backpack of the musher gulping down mouthfuls of fish from an extra large chunk looking very pleased at being shown special treatment by the human. Thinking himself a special dog as why else would the human give him extra food the dog keeps his posture to that of a high ranking member of the team. Younger dogs that might have tried to steal Bryan’s dinner before are cowed simply by a look from the malamute and quickly go looking for an easier mark to bully.
“Bryan!” The husky barks then howls as two of the younger dogs growl and chase him from the circle of fire light. “Bryan please!” Iiumni begs from the darkness as more dogs are fed and others gulp down the last of their own meals before looking to grab from a dog that eats too slow.
“No Iiumni you can not have some of my dinner. Your the pack omega so you get whats left of the fish and eat last.” Bryan replies not even looking up from his meal as if thinking to take his eyes off the fish will cause it to disappear.
“Bryan!” Iiumni whines running around in a circle about the fringes of the feeding dogs. Despairing and wondering what to do he suddenly finds himself knocked down and looking up at another dog. “Sorry! I did not see you....” he stammers shivering expecting to feel teeth any moment. But as the dog only starts at him the husky grows a little calmer, its then that his nose tells him this dog is a bitch. “Becky?”
Becky having been fed first, as the musher was able to get her to eat out of his hand after a few moments of petting had been watching Bryan and the large piece of meat the dog is chewing upon. The young dogs having gotten her scent and grown tired of her bites have taken to leaving her lone for the moment. “What do you want dog?” she growls tensing and taking a defensive stance thinking this is yet another male who will try to mount her.
“I need to talk to Bryan but the other dogs will not let me get close.” Iiumni whines looking to the bitch as if for advice. Of course its just then that he finds something tossed at him. Jumping back he sniffs at the thing only to find it’s his chunk of fish.
Becky shows fang and moves to take the fish away from the male. “You like males instead of bitches?” she asks lowering her muzzle to sniff at the bit of fish she now holds under one paw.
The musher watches Becky from afar pleased at how canine like her behavior has become. Smiling a bit as he watches the bitch lift her tail and take on a stance of dominance before the husky male who seems to be covering in the snow before her. Well its about time she started dealing with the males bothering her but how will Amber act with another bitch on the team he wonders. “Where is Amber?” he asks aloud looking about the make shift camp as Bryan too looks up and sniffs the air for sign of Amber.