{"sf1_id":695817,"sf2_id":"J1O6XKQn","title":"Ricin: The Origins Story","author":"RicinsBlueBox","words":1133,"posted_at":"2014-04-22T05:21:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Canine","Epic","Gore","Story","Wolf","canon"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/695817-ricin-the-origins-story","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1O6XKQn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/88/64/88643c38-b075-42fd-be70-4e19a23c7538","description":"Just the very beginning of my canon for my fursona, Ricin! This will probably be uploaded in short chunks like this, so I hope you enjoy and stuff ^^. I know it's short and not very exciting, but enjoy anyway xP.\nYours truly,\n- Ricin","content":"There are tales of many wolves in the past who have done great things.\u0026nbsp; _Legendary_ things.\u0026nbsp; Packs across the plains have whispered their stories to their pups, many a litter looking to their leader as if they would find the legendary wolves themselves.\u0026nbsp; Yet legends are not made.\u0026nbsp; Destiny steps in--yes, legends are indeed _born_, chosen from birth.\u0026nbsp; They are part of an elitist group, almost; a premier club they cannot escape.\u0026nbsp; The clutch of destiny is with them always.\u0026nbsp; Some pups fulfill their destinies and become legends.\u0026nbsp; When those wolves pass on and join the ranks of the heavens, their stories live long past them.\u0026nbsp; Those kinds of legends turn into stories, stories that are known to all.\u0026nbsp; Some stories live past their real counterpart, but other real counterparts live right alongside their legends.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Wolves that live alongside their own legendary stories become nearly semi-gods, _heroes_ to the packs around the plains, the mountains, the desolate cities of old.\u0026nbsp; When the stories and the wolf they surround become intertwined, their origins become unknown.\u0026nbsp; Their life is a mysterious, epic tale of fate.\u0026nbsp; Some stories are meant to be followed.\u0026nbsp; Others, however, are feared, yet respected, doomed by destiny but rescued by fate's intervention--some stories were never meant to be spoken nor followed ever.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; One such wolf's legend is exactly that.\n\n\\* \\* \\*\n\n-Present day-\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; In the dusk of the evening where the sun bled against the horizon and the sky took on a reddish-pink and gold hue, the outskirts of the city became a bleak yet beautiful environment.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; People started to recede and go back home, cars were usually no longer present on the streets.\u0026nbsp; The stray cats sometimes roamed about, hunting down mice to bring back to their few-heard-about clans.\u0026nbsp; Other times wolves would come around--stray dogs and domestic as well--and converse amongst themselves.\u0026nbsp; But this particular evening, only one wolf lay dormant upon an abandoned park bench that overlooked the valley below.\u0026nbsp; Only the flickering light of a lamp post joined him there.\u0026nbsp; He rested his head upon his paws, laying his ears back as his blue eyes scanned the horizon once more for the umpteenth time.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Swaying his tail, he blinked and yawned.\u0026nbsp; _You have been wise to stay out of pack territory.\u0026nbsp; Some of Roxii's enforcers would have your hide if she knew you were in her territory_, he thought to himself, quietly listening to the lamp flickering.\u0026nbsp; His ears twitched and he sighed.\u0026nbsp; His long winded past got him where he was, but he never let that stop him.\u0026nbsp; _Nothing_ got in his way, he was determined and tenacious.\u0026nbsp; He was a fighter for sure.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Not but a few minutes later, he heard the familiar _jingle_of a metal tag bumping against the metal D-ring of a collar and he glanced sideways at whoever stepped up to him.\u0026nbsp; It was a younger she-wolf and lab-mix breed.\u0026nbsp; He huffed at her and he stretched before jumping off the bench and sat down on his haunches once his paws touched the concrete.\n\n\"Who are you?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He growled softly, his once calm blue eyes now shiny opalescent marbles jammed into his skull.\u0026nbsp; The young she-wolf mix looked him straight in the eye, undeterred from his fierce facade.\n\n\"I wanna talk with you, that's all,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; She replied calmly, gently swaying her tail as she laid down.\u0026nbsp; Her calm demeanor threw him off and he half frowned and furrowed his brow in confusion.\u0026nbsp;_What the hell does she want with me?\u0026nbsp; Do you think she's an enforcer?\u0026nbsp;_ He thought to himself as he twitched his tail.\u0026nbsp; _An enforcer so young, though..._ he shook his head and he stepped back a little and rolled his shoulders, still sitting up, though more relaxed.\n\n\"Are you an enforcer of Roxii's?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; He inquired stiffly, the she-wolf giving him a quizzical look.\n\n\"Who?\"\n\n\"Rox-- never mind, you're too young to be an enforcer anyways,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The young she-wolf nodded slowly and she slowly wagged her tail.\n\n\"So you'll talk with me?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The male sighed and gave her a dull look.\n\n\"Well we're sure as hell past word one, now aren't we?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The she-wolf nodded and panted a little, giving the seemingly familiar smile of a dog.\u0026nbsp; As the male laid down, the she-wolf cast him a sideways glance.\n\n\"You're a free wolf, right?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The male nodded, following her gaze to his collar and he retorted defensively,\n\n\"Of _course_ I am!\"\n\n\"Then why do you have a collar then?\"\n\n\"Why does it matter to you?\"\n\n\"I...I was just wondering!\u0026nbsp; I mean... I...\"\n\n\"You _what_?\"\n\n\"Don't you feel like you lose some of your dignity by wearing a collar?\u0026nbsp; Doesn't that mean someone owns you?\"\n\n\"_No one_ 'owns' me.\u0026nbsp; Besides, I was going to ask you the same question,\"\n\n\"What's your tag say?\"\n\n\"Tell me what _yours says,_ first.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Between a quick spell of silence, the she-wolf finally gave the male a sharp look.\n\n\"Madeline.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The male tilted his head.\n\n\"You're not pure wolf, are you?\"\n\n\"Why, does it matter to you?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Madeline growled softly at the male's question and she planted herself more firmly to the ground.\n\n\"Tell me why you have a collar when you're such a free wolf and then I'll talk about me,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The male gave her a stiff glare and replied,\n\n\"It's a long story,\"\n\n\"How long is long?\"\n\n\"Longer than you could stay up, I'm sure,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Madeline bared her teeth, giving a slightly deeper growl than before and the male chuckled, Madeline finally replying sharply,\n\n\"Fine!\u0026nbsp; At least tell me your name,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The male nodded finally, shaking out his coat and laid back down on the pavement.\n\n\"Ricin,\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Madeline blinked dumbly and she glanced straight-on at him.\n\n\"I've heard little bits and pieces about you but not enough to know who you are,\"\n\n\"That's what most pups say,\"\n\n\"_Funny_,\"\n\n\"So what breed _are_ you, exactly?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Madeline frowned and responded flatly,\n\n\"My mother was a _very_brave golden lab, can we leave it at that?\u0026nbsp; I mean what the hell breed are _you_?\u0026nbsp; You look like you came out of an art studio and someone painted you!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Ricin narrowed his eyes.\n\n\"Hey now, no more stupid questions, _Madeline_.\"\n\n\"It was just a question!\"\n\n\"Let's see, you wanted to know about my collar so bad, didn't you?\"\n\n\"Well yeah, I wanted to know,\"\n\n\"You only _wanted_ to?\u0026nbsp; Do you are not?\"\n\n\"Well yes, I wante--I mean I _do want_ to know!\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Madeline cried in response, Ricin sitting up again and stretching.\u0026nbsp; He took a breath in looked down at Madeline.\n\n\"Alright.\u0026nbsp; You see, a long time ago I was born into the Northern Pack of the Isles, on a peninsula to the far north...\"\n\n\\* \\* \\*\n\n  \n  \n\n"}