Elk had just pulled on the pant's he'd been given when Brisingr mentioned the king, a dark scowl forming on his face until he heard the last part of the human's explanation. His eyes widened in shock as his body felt a different kind of cold. 

His voice was a growl when he spoke. "You... You lied to me, didn't you?" he said, his eyes hidden behind his bangs as his body began to tremble. "You knew you couldn't kill me in a real fight so you used trickery to get close to me. This was all fake."

"Please dont think that way Elk!"he said upset. "I came to save this woodland and I gained a freind in the process, right?" he said reaching out to his shaking friend.

Elk slapped Brisingr's hand away, giving him a disgusted look. "You humans are all the same." he said coldly, abruptly standing up, almost staggering at the blood rush but quickly regaining his balance. He gave the pup one final look before turning away quickly and running off, just wanting to get as far away from the human as he could.

After only a few minutes of running, he was forced to stop sitting down in between two large tree trunks. His feet hurt. The pads on his wolf form were hard from years of use, but in this form, his pads were just as soft as the day he'd been born.

Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes and streamed down his cheeks, dripping down into his lap. He'd stupidly gotten close to a human, and this sorrow was his punishment. He should have known.

He chocked on his tears and began calling Elk's name. He wanted Elk to be back by his side as he friend again. He thought about his messy mas.s of hair and how careful Elk looked.

Elk pressed his hands against his eyes, trying to keep the tears from flowing but they just wouldn't stop. He whimpered softly, his body still trembling. He had no idea what to do now. He was totally alone, not that this was anything new, but the feeling of once again being helpless was starting to scare him. He was no longer the strongest creature in this forest. He was just a weak human who couldn't even protect himself, let alone everything else from the king.

Suddenly, he perked up at the sound of Brisingr's voice, for a moment looking eager before remembering the situation again and shrinking into the shadows of the roots, not wanting to be found by him. 

He saw an akward human shape. "Elk..."he thought in some relief. He did not want him running away so he make a quick plan. When Brisingr got close enough he tackled Elk and did his best to pin him down.

Elk had no way of knowing that Brisingr had found him and was caught completely off guard when the pup tackled him. He was knocked down to the ground and immediately started thrashing, trying to throw Brisingr off but not making any progress. He was still weak from his shift and it was starting to show.

"Let me go!" he shouted, keeping his eyes closed as he struggled. He refused to listen to anything the human had to say. Humans lie. Brisingr had already lied to him once, who's to say he wouldn't do it again? 

"Tell me when have I lied to you!"Brisingr said as he use on hand to brush a leaf away from Elk's cheek. He let his hand linger on Elk's warm cheek.

((You're still lurking, Sarya? xD))

Eventually, Elk's sobs got softer, finally stopping all together. His breathing slowed as well, causing his chest rising a falling slowly. He was completely exhausted, unable to move, let alone struggle against Brisingr's hold anymore. Even in a situation like this, something about Brisingr's touch didn't seem scary. Elk was scared of what he could do to him, but he still wasn't afraid of the touch itself.

Brisingr arrived at Elk's den. He layed him down carefully. "I came here to save these woodlands, but now I see I have to save my friendship in the process."

Elk felt some heat rise to his cheeks from Brisingr's words and mentally cursed himself for it. He seriously couldn't tell if the human was lying or not. His mind said he was... but another part of him didn't think so.

When Brisingr finally put him down, he was in his familiar den, which seemed a lot bigger now that he was so much smaller. He snuggled down into the leaves and moss, turning his head slightly to look up at Brisingr out of the corner of his eye, his ex
pression sad and fearful.

Elk bit his lip and turned over away from the exit of the den, when Brisingr left, tears stinging his eyes again. He'd lived on his own for so long that the thought of the only creature in his life leaving was unbearable. He curled up, as best he could in this form, and covered his eyes with his arm, sobbing softly. 

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