Survival - Chapter Five - Alive
Avralain yawned as she Watched the First rays of Sunlight appear over the Horizon. She Checked the Ferrets Pulse for about the Hundredth time that night. It was slow, But a bit faster than last night. But at least he Lived through the Night, Which she hadn't expected him to. Her ears perked up as she heard footsteps from the hallway, And Grantan stepped into the room.
"So, How was it?" He asked, a Playful grin on his face. "Well, It was Boring, But he's still alive." she replied as she stood up and shook her head, Trying the clear the sleep from her mind. Grantan was slow to respond as he looked down at the Ferret, Gauging how much Competition there would be between the two of them for who might quite possibly be the last living Woman in Hundreds of Miles.
"Well, I suppose that's a good thing. Lets hope he wakes up soon, Because taking care of him like this will be hard". Almost in response, The Ferret shifted and Blinked a couple of times before opening them. He groaned, Felt at the Towel wrapped around his shoulder and Winced in pain. After a few minutes, He pulled himself into a Sitting position, Looked at his shoulder, and said
"Lovely. Is that how you Greet Everyone?" Avralain burst into Laughter, Partly because of the comment, But Mostly because she Hadn't Expected his British Accent. Once she finally Stopped laughing, she Replied "No, You're lucky. I missed. I don't usually miss." The ferret Smiled at her and asked
"Well, Whats the wound Look like? Any Serious Damage?" Avralain sighed and looked at him. "Well, It was a Big damn Round. Punched a hole Straight in your Shoulder. Luckily, It missed the Bone. It would have blown your whole damn Arm off if it hit the bone. You should be Counting your lucky stars." He closed his eyes and dipped his head down, as if in prayer. After about a minute of that, He looked up at her for the first time. The ferret stared at her for a long while, Not believing his eyes. When he Finally said something, It was slow, As though he was lost in thought.
"I've been thanking my lucky stars ever since i heard Bruce Dickinson Screaming at the City Yesterday while i was out Scavenging." Before Avralain could respond, Grantan Stepped forward and cleared his throat, Obviously feeling left out.
"Hey. I'm Grantan" He leaned forward and whispered into the Ferret's ear "And she's Mine." The Ferret's Face grew dark as he Stared into Grantan's eyes, But he didn't Respond. As Grantan backed up, Avralain noticed the Tension between the two and tried to ease it.
"So, Whats your name. I'm Avralain, By the Way." The ferret smiled and said "I'm Archime, but call me Arch. Never liked my full name." Avralain's Eyes darkened as she saw him Staring at her. She sniffed a little, And sure enough, She could Smell her own Heat. Which meant it was probably overpowering to them. After a few minutes of thinking about the various Problems that could cause, she said
"Listen, Arch. I'm going to tell you the same thing i Told Grantan over there. I know you can smell that, And if you Try anything, i will personally make sure you die very painfully and very slowly, While i sit and Watch. I don't Fuck around". Arch looked slightly amused, But then nodded with Understanding. "Don't worry. I won't Touch you. That is, Unless you want me to." Avralain didn't respond, But she had thought of it. She was really Attracted to the british accent, She had always found British Accents sexy. She Looked over at Grantan. His well Built, Powerful, But still Slim and Attractive Body, His sense of humour, His personality. But then she looked at the Ferret sitting on the Couch, His Dog Tags hanging out from his shirt, A voice she could sit and listen to all day, And a body Just as attractive, If in different ways, As Grantan's.
While she stood there, The two men battling it out in her head, they both sat in front of her, Idly Chatting. She was to lost in her thoughts to hear what they were saying, But after a few minutes they both noticed her Staring at them. Grantan leaned over to Archime and said
"What the hell do you think is wrong with her?" Archime looked at her and sniffed the air. "I don't know, Man. She's in Heat, Who knows whats going through her mind. But she's looking at both of us, Which is kind of Strange". Grantan looked at Avralain with concern before walking up to her and waving his paw in front of her eyes.
"Avralain... You okay?" Avralain shook her head to clear her thoughts, And the first thing she saw was Grantan's Smiling face in front of her, The early Morning light Illuminating his Grey fur with a red tint. Right then and there, She made her Decision. She picked up the Rifle Grantan had been using yesterday and Tossed it to Archime. "Hey, Go up to the roof, Hit the Button on the MP3, and Kill some of those damn things for a few hours." Archime looked at her, Sad but Understanding, And left to the roof. Now that they were alone, She motioned for Grantan to Follow her and walked slowly to her bedroom.