strangers like him;

          Routine morning hunt ended with ill-fate. Duo of wolf and boy would have to travel further into the depths of the forest if they wanted to satisfy their hungers, for the at least the day. As the wolf ventured off, the young teen was left to search the current area. He’d meet up with his companion later, especially if either of them found something.

          Particular rustling that sounded from the tops of the trees drew the young Huntsman to a halt. Ears almost twitching, straining to focus on any other dins. Could have been the wind, but the leaves sounded different, something he couldn’t quite catch. Fingers tightened around the handle of his bow. Furrowing brows displaying his inner debate to whether he should draw an arrow from his quiver or not. Before he was even given the chance to decide something fell from the sky, landing right before him. The young Huntsman was nearly taken aback with surprise, lips drawing to a part as he sharply took in a silent breath. A human?

          Eyes wandered over the boy before him, just as the boy did to him. It was an odd happenstance coming across any human in the depths of the forests, especially to find one who appeared nearly as old as he. But, there were differences. This- this young human before him wasn’t clad in fur and skins like he, who blatantly lived off of the land. Still, this boy was clad with earth, like he, himself, but did not bare the garb to prove so.

          The boy’s grunt drew the young Huntsman from his observation, forcing his line of vision to draw away from the boy to the bow in hand. Grip tighten, but he firmly kept it positioned at his side, not knowing as to what the boy was trying to imply. Eyes grew to a scrunch that reflected his confusion upon his countenance. Even still, he couldn’t help but compare the similarities between the boy’s stance between that of submission — one thing the young teen knew all to well with being with the wolves.

          “I wish you know harm.” It wasn’t like he was going to drop his bow to the ground, and if he moved it, the action to could result in panic from the boy. So, the least he could do was state he meant know harm — to which he would only attack if first provoked. “Who are you?” He called out in a calm, yet partially demanding tone.

          when the weapon wasn’t REMOVED from his view, cypress grew even more wary of the stranger. his eyes narrowed for a moment before he came to the conclusion that this boy wasn’t trying to hurt him at the current moment. see, cypress didn’t know the difference between himself and the other apes. he thought they were all the same. still, he had just assumed that harm would be dished towards his FAMILY, if they were to show up. that made him feel uneasy about this stranger. 

          when he spoke, cypress tilted his head further. he spoke a DIFFERENT LANGUAGE, didn’t he? the ape-boy tried to figure out what was being said to him, knowing that he would probably get it wrong in the end. he had to at least try. his gaze drifted towards the empty trees behind his own body, teeth grazing the bottom of his lip as he searched for coco. she was the one who usually gave him PERMISSION to do certain things. with a quiet huff, cypress only returned icy hues towards the strange boy in front of him before he pressed a hand to his own chest. introductions were in STORE, weren’t they? so, he’d try that, regardless of whether or not it answered the other’s questions.

                                                                               ❛ cypress. ❜ 

          this boy before him didn’t look COMPLETELY like a boy, though. he had the same kind of body as cypress did, which was throwing the blond off the most. yet, this stranger wore something other than what the wild boy did. cypress couldn’t tell if he was a different kind of BREED, or if he was a separate species overall.

                                                                           ❛ –––– human? ❜  

lmao the only things cypress can really say without hesitation are 

cypress

no

leave

safe

hurt

home

          he was CONFUSED. cypress wanted to u n d e r s t a n d.  he  DESPERATELY wanted  to  understand,  but he just C O U L D N ‘ T do it.  eyebrows furrowing  as the  boy’s head tilted to the  left in the slightest,  oceanic orbs lifted to meet the stranger’s gaze.  they LOOKED quite similar to him,  and he  had  to  lift  his  hand  to  pinch  the person’s index finger a bit.  it  F E L T like his own.  they just didn’t  WALK like he did. his hands dropped,  knuckles pressing into the ground as cypress used an ape’s form of  quadrupedal walking  to shift back a couple of feet.  the boy  sat  down  and let a H U F F leave his lips. his nostrils F L A R E D, the lack of being able to communicate with the person in front  of him now leaving him to feel ANNOYED.  he just  wanted to interact and understand who they were.  he wanted to understand WHY  they looked the same  way he did.  they were speaking a language he DIDN’T know quite yet.  the only  thing  he  could  do was lift his own hand to the middle of his  chest  before  just ONE  WORD  left  his  mouth.   not  introducing  himself   would  have  been  R U D E.

          weapons would usually EQUATE to violence or intention of harm, as coco once informed him. the blond could sense a THREAT to his family from a mile away, and he knew the BALANCE was off that day. someone was nearby that wasn’t normally wandering this far into the trees. maybe it was the way he could tell that the rustling of the leaves wasn’t as NATURAL as they would have been on any other day. so, cypress set one of his brothers down ( one of his newest brothers ), using his nose to NUDGE the small gorilla more towards the safety of the troop. the boy left after that, climbing up a tree before maneuvering through the branches EASILY. he was moving for a solid few minutes before he FINALLY caught sight of something –––– a HUMAN. coming to a HALT, the boy stabilized himself in the tree by gripping the wood beneath him with both feet and one hand, the other lifting to hold onto the branch ABOVE his head. as soon as his eyes caught sight of the BOW in the boy’s hands, a soft huff left through a slack jaw and flared nostrils, body moving forward to land RIGHT in front of him. 

it was an all too common thing for aurora to wander far from home, her aunts held enough trust in the young teenager to know that she wouldn’t wander too far and that she would return home before nightfall. this day was no exception; save for the small factor that she had in fact wandered a bit farther than normal. stumbling upon the river was merely an accident, but as violet orbs took in the environment a scene of peace overtook her being. while bare feet carried her closer toward the edge of the river, a small hum escaped from rose lips, unaware she was far from alone, she continued to walk closer toward the edge as her humming grew louder until a song escaped.

    ❛ i wonder why each little          bird has someone to sing to.. ❜

Elsa’s expression remains a mix of wonderment and confusion as she looks the young man over, a hand reaching out to offer her palm. “How you survived…it’s a miracle if I’ve ever seen one. Do you have a name? Mine is Elsa.” 

          confusion was soon replaced with EXCITEMENT as he saw the hand extended out for him. and, once she said a word he’d UNDERSTOOD, a SMILE tugged at his lips. a name !! he had one of those. coco taught him how to introduce himself back when he was really young. calloused fingers soon brushed over SMOOTH SKIN ( it reminded him of how smooth a gorilla’s coat could be under proper care ) before he did as he was TAUGHT. he didn’t SHAKE her hand, no. he simply slid his own over hers before letting it drop to his side again. back home, it was taken as a sign of FORGIVENESS or PERMISSION, even if that didn’t directly apply to the current situation. the blond then brought his hand to his chest, right over his heart, as he nodded once.

         “That’s not possible…it…it can’t be possible.”

                                                            I WANNA KNOW ;                                                                                   CAN YOU SHOW ME?

               this  was  one  of those times when coco would have SCOLDED  him  for  getting      involved with  the humans,  but his curiosity was PEAKED.  all these people that looked      just like him ( minus the slightly dirtied features and the messy hair ) were GATHERING      together for some odd reason.  he  didn’t  know  why,  and  he  didn’t  know  what  they       were  doing,  but  cypress  was determined to  find  out.  so,  he’d  returned  to  his  old       treehouse,  grabbing  the  nicest clothes there before he made  his  way  down  to  his      MOTHER.  coco nearly  glared at him,  but cypress BEGGED her to let him go check it      out, so she decided she’d allow it JUST THIS ONCE.