Little Wolf Pup

Chapter 5

Asher

I slowly awoke to an amazing smell. I hopped out of the bed and ran to the smell. I saw the man standing where the smell came from. I shyly walked over sniffing him and that's when he noticed me.

He looked down at me and smiled at me. "Hi there," he said calmly. I gave him a small wave before pointing at what he was making. "Oh, this? It's eggs and pancakes," he said with a warm glow on his face it showed no ill intent on it but I was still nervous about him.

"It's almost done you want to go sit down and I'll bring it to you?" he said waiting for me to answer before he went back to what he was doing to make sure I understood what he said which was nice of him. I nodded giving him a small whine my tail swishing to show him I understood.

The more I came to know the man the more I could let him in on the culture of my kind. I walked over the the seat that had something plushy on it. I tilted my head before pressing on it. How did I not notice this last night? After I pressed on it I watched it rise back up. I yipped at it backing away slightly my tail going between my legs.

"What's wrong pup?" the man said walking in holding the food. 

My ears pointed upwards and I let out a soft growl pointing at the strange plushed item on the chair. "Oh that? You sit on it, its not going to hurt you." he explained setting the food down.

I whined softly before trying to sit on it. It was surprisingly comfortable which caused me to grumble softly. "See not so scary." the man chuckled before setting the food in front of me. It looked yummy but strange. "Try it you might like it." the man gestured to the food. 

I slowly sniffed at it before grabbing one of the "pancakes" and took a bite it taste really good. I quickly devoured the pancakes before looking at the eggs tilting my head, whining as I tried to figure out how I was going to eat it. We always had food we could eat with our hands so seeing something that look like it would break if I touched it confused me.

I finally just picked up whatever held the food and put it to my mouth and ate it whole. It didn't taste as good as the pancakes but it was still good. "You could have motioned for help pup." the man said eating with a pointy metal stick and a smaller and more shallow version of the medicine bowl.

I tilted my head and pointed at what he was using. "Oh? These? This is call a spoon," he showed me the shallow bowl. "And this is called a fork." he said showing me the pointy metal stick. "Do you understand?" he said in a calm voice not in an irritated tone my father would use with me when I could understand something. I gave him a nod and whimper.

He smiled proudly at me and ruffled my hair gently and my tail began to wag happily. "I want to help you learn a few words today okay?" he said excitedly which confused me no one was ever excited to teach me anything.