Invane: Always that one

The ceremony. Also known
as a party. Its another one folks, strap yourselves right on in and enjoy the
fun.

I mentally groaned to
myself. Setting my own left paw upon the surface of my snout. I had remembered
why I hated these ceremony and no it is not because of the individuals or the
birthday canine. It is because of my wolfpack members. Well, only two of them
that is. The rest of them are mature enough to handle the ceremony on their
own. But these two? No. They have the mindset of a pup. An immature wolf who
was born. They are the starting points of all things chaos. Although the rest
of the wolves did go along with them like a parent with their child. In the
previous stories, the other wolves were the ones being stupid and dumb for the
sake of comedy. This? This is very important however.

Exhaling a breath while
opening my eyes, I pierced through the outside covers of my own paw to scanned
the area around searching for the two immature wolves that I was talking about.
Mainly, Haziyo and Horizoki. I see both of them, sitting upon the center of the
fields. Their heads hanged and tilted to the side, staring down onto some sort
of flower that had bloomed upon which. Heeding towards them, they rose their
heads and fixed their attention towards me. I waved responding to them, they
barked happily afterwards. Then came the short silence before Haziyo spoke
towards Horizoki, “I dare you to eat it." “Eat the flower?" A nod came from
Haziyo. “Alright. But what does a flower taste like anyway?" “Well if you put
salt and pepper upon it. Then fried it underneath a fireplace and eat it. It
taste good." “No it does not." I interrupted them, they turned towards me.

Haziyo's ears flattened
against his skull as he whimpered back towards me. My eyes narrowed at said
wolf; growling low but imitating and irritated by their conversation however.
“But come on Hunter!" Haziyo complained, “Have you ever ate a flower that
good?" “I ate good meat. Elks, Moose, Deers, even yours however." “Wait how did
you-" Haziyo started but immediately shut his snout as I licked my dry lips
staring hungrily down upon his body. “That was what I thought." “Wow Hunter."
Horizoki responded with surprise as his eyes shift from me to Haziyo. I nodded
back towards Horizoki but said nothing else otherwise, turning my head away
from them to glance at something else instead. All was silent, something that
was good however. WIth the ringing howling in my flickering ears as I gaze
towards Huzizu who was helping one of the other wolves of another pack.

He had boxes upon his
head and back. Stacked into three it seems which I guessed that anymore of them
would tumbled over and scatter upon the grounds itself. Huzizu walked across
the small line, towards the opposing side of the fields where another wolf was
waiting for him. They chatted happily with one another before Huzizu bowed his
head and allowed the box on his head to drop. Then shaking his body, he dropped
the other box from his back. He got up onto his hind legs and stretched,
growling as he muttered something underneath his breath before retreating back
towards the other wolf he had left behind.

I turned my head opposite
of where Huzizu was; towards the spot where a pair of wolves were tending to
the line of wolves before them. Harkell and Havlut. Harkell had reading glasses
as he skimmed through the long list of paper that another wolf had given to
him. He barked towards Havlut who nodded before welcoming that said wolf in.
These guys had repeated this process for the entire morning however. With
another sigh, I turned my attention towards the two wolves adjacent to me. Laid
down upon their bellies and paws, staring down onto the grass below them. Ears
flickering in boredom with their tails turned towards their bodies. They had
became silent. Perhaps boredom of their position and location upon the fields
surrounding them. It was something that I had rather liked. No chaos, no
insanity and no stress that had resulted in their insane strategies and plans
unlike the previous ones that had happened in the other stories.

However, this is a story
about comedy and I know that this resulting boring peace would will end. 'Right
about now, I presumed.' I thought to myself, averting my eyes away from them
and towards a wolf that was approaching us. He was walking on his hind legs
towards us; in his two paws was a set of matches and a series of candles all
attached to that menorah candles. Anyway, he stopped in front of us and held
the two objects in his paws forward. Towards the two wolves that were adjacent
to me. I frowned, but did not do anything for I watched with a beating heart
while Horizoki and Haziyo quickly takes the two objects from his paws. Then
proceed to do with the task which I presumed they know how to do, right?

I stepped a few back.
Kept my distance from them while Horizoki and Haziyo turned to face one
another. Their heads nodding before Horizoki held the candles up towards Haziyo
who proceed to opened the box, grabbed a candle from it. Strikes against the
side where the flames now illuminate upon his eyes and set it against one of
the series of candles. I released the breath and turned towards the other wolf
who also released his. It had seemed that he and I shared that same braincell
however. Thus he turned tail and ran away, calling out towards Horizoki and
Haziyo about the candles and match before howling at the other wolves that he
had left behind. I watched alone, supervising for the two 'pups' before me as
they continued repeating the process. However, halfway through the process I
had noticed a change between the two wolves. Haziyo started groaning, his head
tilted backwards with his eyes widened as if he was bored with the repeated
change. That he looked forth into the eyes of Horizoki who slightly nodded back
upon him. The two wolves had evil looks upon their faces as Haziyo threw away
the box and the stick that was still lit however.

He dig through his fur a
bit and pulled out a weapon of mass destructions. And no, I am not talking
about a tactical nuke or anything. Or a cannon. Or advance weapons of the
medieval times. A flamethrower which believed me is only available somewhere
near the nineteenth century if I am not mistake. How he got one from that time
is beyond me. 'Was he a time wizard? Did he take over the role as a novice
magician from Horizoki? What?' But none of the questions were answered
immediately, mainly because I have no other good ideas that would fit upon the
disastrous scenario that unfolds before me. As I watched Haziyo aimed the
series of candles with his weapon, I saw Horizoki sidestepping out of the way
and hit the tree that was adjacent to him. Thus falling over and knocking against
the candles behind me which tumbled one after the other like dominos. At this
exact moment, Haizyo flick the switch and a heat of flame was submerging from
the hole. My eyes widened with surprise before instantly and instinctively
throwing myself out from harms way. Where I rolled upon the grounds a few
inches from where the incident happens and got myself up onto my four paws.
Just in time too to see Haziyo laughing psychotically as he waved the flames
over the fallen candles.

“Fire!" Exclaimed one of
the wolves while the remaining members tried to calm him down. “No really! Fire
upon the ground." “its burning everything!" I heard other sounds and howls,
other shouts and yells that filled the chaotic and burning smoking air
surrounding me while I looked towards Horizoki and Haziyo with a deadpan look
upon my snout. They turned towards me and embarrassed smiled, turned tail and
attempted to run. But for even a step forth, they were already caught by the
paws of Huzizu who growled threateningly at them. Both wolves hanged their
heads in shame before nodding slowly as Huzizu stretched his paw out and
grabbed a red canister. Shoving it upon their bodies before releasing them,
pushed them forth towards the burning fire. “Now do it." He demanded harshly and
authority tone while Horizoki flicked the silver switch underneath the nozzle.

It only poured pure white
nuzzle cream upon the fire. But it never extinguished it however. Surprise,
Huzizu snatched the red canister from Horizoki's paws and hanged his head staring
down onto the said device. “Well?" I questioned him, remembering that I was in
the story and not some narrative outside. “Its whip cream." Huzizu replied, red
rosy cheeks replaced the natural color of his fur as his face and snout started
heated up.  I facepalm. “You got the
wrong canister." “That I did." He exclaimed before running off for a second.
Coming back with the actual red canister that we had needed which Horizoki took
immediately and repeated the process. The results? It was not whip white pure
cream however. But a cream that actual smells like rotten. Although it did take
off the flames afterwards, but it was surrounding the tree that we were
adjacent to too. 'Decorated' with streams of white that wrapped around the tree
suddenly. All the way towards the apex of it where the golden star shines
brightly against the falling sun above it.

“How did you do that?"
Huzizu remarked, a but surprise and amaze at the same time as Horizoki wore a
smirk upon his snout, twirled the canister around and dropped it where the
instinct it hits the grass grounds. It sprayed white cream upon its wake as it
moves towards Huzizu. Hitting him in the face before flying off into the
sunset. “Bye!" Exclaimed Horizoki and Haziyo as we watched the canister go into
the wild. I chuckled with amusement, but that warm glow disappeared immediately
as I rose my head towards the skies above me. Quickly noticing that the sun was
high above us, I figured it was already high noon. “Guys afternoon!" My ear
flicked upon the announcement, turned my head over spotting one of the wolves
already clapping his paws together with a bright smile upon his snout. Scanning
his eyes surrounding the fields. But when he met with mine, he walked over
towards us. “Oh great." I muttered to myself noticing him approaching, hitting
Horizoki and Haziyo in the side as they jumped, turned and looked at me. I
nudged my head, pointing to the approaching wolf as his mouth opened, speaking
towards us.

“I need you guys to do a
birthday cake." 'Crap.' I thought with eyes widened as Horizoki and Haziyo
nodded their heads and smiled, “Alright, Come on Hunter. Lead the way." “First
we need a cook book before you guys go burning the hut down with your antics."
I demanded turning towards them with eyes narrowed. Only Horizoki smiled and
shook his head as Haziyo started laughing for some reason, “There is no
cookbooks inside the kitchen. I presumed that only one…" The wolf turned his
attention towards the awaken wolf lying upon the ground, “Or two may have known
how to do it." I facepalmed again and closed my eyes before nodding responding
at him, “Yeah. Four of us knew how." 'Four?' He echoed me, I nodded silently
before throwing my head to the side and Horizoki and Haziyo followed me down
towards the hut with the ingredients. We walked in the direction of where the
hut was. Luckily for us there was only one upon the fields. I had remembered
how lost we were when we were inside a medium size village with thousands of
huts scattered about. It had nearly taken twenty or so minutes to search for
the right hut and entered into it. For us to accomplished our goal in the long
run however.

But despite that and
temporarily ignoring that thought for a moment, I and Huzizu entered the tent
first. Followed by Horizoki and Haziyo. The darkness covered our eyes as we
searched around the small room we were in. “This looks nice." Started Huzizu as
I nodded acknowledging him, “It is not complex and neat like the modern times
however." “How you know that?" Huzizu questioned me with a tilt of his head,
but I ignored his question and walked forward. I clapped my paws together; the
huge bang sound echoed the room. Startling both Haziyo and Horizoki at the same
time as their eyes fixed upon me, I met their eyes momentarily before switching
my gaze towards Huzizu, “First things first. Get the ingredients and the
instruments that we will be using to bake a cake."

For all you modern folks,
you would be expecting a huge circle surface followed by another huge circle
surface overtop of it. Decorated with white or chocolate cream and candles
overtop of it? Right? Well in medieval times, cake is bread and vice versa
however. So we will be calling this bread from now on however.

With Huzizu and Haziyo
gathering the ingredients, I turned my attention towards Horizoki who had
gathered the instruments. A different kind of instruments however. I blinked
with bewilderment at him, but kept silent afterwards for a short while. Then
spoke towards him, “Er, Horizoki. That is not the instruments we are using to
bake a ca- bread, I mean." “We are baking bread?" Horizoki questioned me with a
tilt of his head as I nodded at him suddenly, “Yes. Do you not remember that
bread and cake are in-" “Interchangeable, yes I did hear you say that however."
I smiled at him, but that smile lasted a short while. “Stay in the kitchen and
get the instruments needed." “Oh." He responded before searching around the
cabins and boxes and such. It had nearly taken a minute for him to find
everything that we had needed so far. But everything was here however.

The sticks butters, salt,
sugar, cinnamon and flour. “So how are we going to bake these bread then?"
Huzizu questioned me, I smiled faintly before nudging my head to the side.
Pointing down towards the stone or clay ovens adjacent to me. “Oh." He
responded as I get onto the baking and cooking. Thus, when everything was said
and done. We had baked cakes! “Good work everyone!" I praised while Horizoki
poke the cake on the side then raised his head to me questioning, “Why are the
cakes small?" “Yeah!" Complained Haziyo grabbing a piece and popped it into his
mouth, “There are a lot of these. But why they look like cookies or somesort."
“I guess the author was trying last minute meals or something." Huzizu shrugged
meeting my eyes as I responded with my own. “Anyway." I say, breaking the short
silence surrounding us. “Haziyo and Horizoki, I need you two to stab the
cakes/bread with-" But before I could say the word, 'candles' I already saw the
two wolves poking and stabbing them with their paws, “No you idiots. With
candles!" I growled at them. They turned to me in silence, then towards one
another before grabbing a candle each and stabbing and poking the cakes/breads.
I facepalmed.

After explaining to them
what I mean exactly, they nodded and poke the surface of the cakes with such
said candles. For after it was all done, I barked towards Huzizu “Think you can
clean up the place?" “Sure." He replied as he grabbed his apron and started
right off the bat. “Come with me you two." I motioned for Horizoki and Haziyo.
Both of which nodded their heads and walked, following me down as I escorted
the cakes/bread towards the nearby table. Setting them down, I grinned while
admiring my handiwork. The other wolves surrounding me, marveled upon the
breads/cakes But were a bit surprise into seeing it a bit small. Disregarding
the size of the cake, everyone gathered around. Such said 'birthday wolf' sat
down upon the bench of the table. Folding his arms as his eyes look up to the
cakes in front of him. The rest of the wolves, excluding me Haziyo and
Horizoki, sang. But it was more of howls screams and other wolf sounds that you
can probably research at an engine however.

While the song of screams
faded upon the blue skies, I rose my head towards the skies. Already spotting
that the sun was positioned between the high noon and sunset horizon on the
other side, “Its late afternoon." I muttered correctly which caught the ears of
Haziyo as he turned his attention towards me with a perplex look upon his face.
I said nothing back, but kept my snout shut as my ears flickered upon hearing
Huzizu's footsteps behind me. Already approaching us with rapid fast footsteps
as he attempted to join in onto the celebration. Squeezing between me and
Haziyo, he smiled brightly. Although his fur was sticky with a couple of
birthday patches and other stuff as me and Haziyo looked at him, chuckled
before returning our sights towards the… “Incoming!" Exclaimed one wolf
immediately as a flown cake was directed at me.

Splash! Everything went
silent. My eyes shut but opened afterwards. All the wolves started gasping but
their mouths hanged opened. Such said culprit was looking a bit worried.
Meanwhile, Horizoki and Haziyo started licking my cheeks and snout. Already
eating onto the bread cake as they moaned, “Its so good!" Exclaimed Horizoki,
shivering with excitement while Huzizu laughed otherside. You could say that I
was not having a good time. Since all of the sticky stuff is already onto my
fur. Dripping or sliding down towards the grounds below me as I wore an
uninteresting look and directed my eyes towards such said wolf. Although the
silence fell surrounding us and I had known that the said culprit was worried.
I exhaled a breath and sighed, shook my head while turning my attention towards
Horizoki and Haziyo who already ate the last of the bread cakes attached to me.
Calmly, I reached over the brown table. Stole a bread cake and forcefully
slapped it against Haziyo's face. In response, Horizoki tackled Haziyo onto the
ground while tongues were already aggressively licking for that cake to be
shove onto their snouts. A good round of laughs echoed the silence skies as my
snout curved also breaking to join in onto the chorus.

This short lived laughter
was shattered when our ears perked upon hearing someone shout from the hut
behind us, “Popsicles!" The wolves, pups, Horizoki and Haziyo who were on the
ground; stopped suddenly. Shifted their attention towards the wolf at the hut
behind them and came charging forth at him. In response, he started screaming
before being tackled onto the ground and stolen were his goods. “Glad that was
not me." I heard Huzizu spoke at the results with Harkell and Havlut nodding
their heads. I joined in with them with a nod acknowledging that statement
while the rest of us continued watching the wolves eat their treats upon the
impeding evening silence.

Night had already fallen.
Stars shone shimmered in the skies. With the moon hanging high alongside the
stars, I along with my packmates sat along the grassy plains. Keeping the
silence upon ourselves and watched the other wolves leaved the celebration
behind them. Till our numbers dwindled until it was just us and a four other
wolves around. Such said wolf approached me in silence. He met my eyes, I
nudged towards Huzizu who acknowledged it. Motioning the others to spread out
and heed to the separation, they committed to the cause leaving me isolated
with the wolf before me. We met in silence. But that silence was short lived
when he spoke in a whisper to me, “You know I am not an actual male wolf
right?" “Heh." I smugly smiled at him, nodding my head at him slightly before
speaking “I know you are not. Your scent is very different than an actual male
wolf. Rather… You are the opposite are you not? Driria?"

“Not use fooling you
huh?" Driria chuckled, raising his paw to his neck. Clicked onto something and
changing his voice towards his natural one. “Yeah it is me." “Although, is this
a real birthday or a cover up?" I questioned her immediately with a loud clear
normal voice, then realizing what I was doing. Dropped my tone and kept it
silent as I repeated the question again to her. Driria shook her head, her eyes
narrowed at me as she spoke. “It is not a real birthday. And like you said, it
is indeed a cover up." “For whom? Who is spying against Virkoal Forest? Or-"
“Someone that wants to murder the Order Coalition. I presumed you know whom I
meant." “Her… am I right?" Driria nodded again and raised her paw poking me
upon my forehead as she spoke amused “Sharp one are you not?" “A trait I needed
after becoming a leader of a pack." I responded with my own smile. She chuckled
in response.

“Not just her, by the
way." Driria explained in a whisper, I tilted my head to one side questioning
her she continues, “Reports were saying that Chaos realm's R7 are on the move
too. Having achieved a pact with another realm and forcing Order out from the
merged." “So? Fight them." I growled back but she held her paw onto my snout
shaking her head, “We cannot. They will react responding at Order." She looked
over her shoulder gazing down onto the night skies again before muttering at
me, “Last night before this celebration, the VPD have gone missing. Ruaija
stated that their last known location is that abandoned house. Located near the
borderline of Chaos and Order. I take it you know what to do?" I groaned
mentally, a frown reappeared upon my snout as I hesitated nodded, splitting my
lips responding to her “Yes. But it will not be a pleasant experience however."
“I know that." She chirped with a smile upon her face.

“You guys are the best in
Virkoal Forest. You can accomplish anything you set your mind into all the
while sticking stupidity and sheer luck down everyone's throats. It is simply
amazing." I looked at her, perplexed and unable to response to the sudden
praise as I find myself silent. She smiled and raised her head meeting my eyes
as her tone lowered to a mutter, “But for the time being. How say we enjoy
ourselves here?" “Just us?" I questioned her, she nodded responding to me as I
exhaled a breath and shook my head. We raised our heads towards the night
skies, enjoying the peace and harmony that followed. Well… Almost.