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 Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 7:40 pm
This lovely night was her own and since she'd already had a decent dinner of hare, she was feeling a bit lazy and maybe even a little pleasant. With a sigh of contentment Mitifu plopped herself down on the ground where some soft new grass was growing, and rolled onto her back, gazing up at the stars. For the first time in a while she was relaxed and didn't feel so anti-social or grumpy. Plus from what she could tell by scouting the area a bit first, there was no sign of any bigger predators lurking around. She could just let go and take a moment to enjoy the stars; there was no need to keep her ears sharply tuned to every little thing around her.
Chi Sohma Sorry this took so long, I've been spacey. xD
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 4:59 pm
 The night wasn't so lucky.. Not to have him out and about. It had been a week since the wilddog massacred his captors.. The days before that ate- when he came around- the birds fled from the trees... They could feel the terror coming their way. His body waving about as if in-toxicated, falling over himself and intimidating a hyena... but his laughs were more terrorizing... Everything in his head was likely loose- especially given the gruesome history. He was carrying around the pride of his pack in his stomach.
The wilddog had his body hunched over like a hunting hyena. The sound of someone walking made him stop for a moment, and rear his head. Above else- he was an ex-general in his pack.. a prisoner of war and made to details of less than a rat's reputation. Hunting- and strategy was his life. His passion- bred in to his blood.. and he cracked a smirk- his aquatic eyes literately shining with the most scariest of desires...
He had no restraint. He had no pack.. Nothing to hold him from doing wrong things- one could have never imagened that he would be one of the most dutiful respectable wilddogs of the new wave bred in to the once military pack..
So he shifted in to the shadows... tracking... searching...
..........A female....
An unfortunate one..
A laugh echoed out of the forest... causing the birds to flee..
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2012 7:06 pm
The night had lulled the unsuspecting female into a now seemingly false sense of security. She had not expected anything to disturb her, aside from, perhaps, a small rodent or snake scampering or slithering by her paw, or tail. This was suppose to be her night to escape into the wilds and relax, recuperate, from her massive duties as a Howler. One night she could abstain from hunting for the entire pack and just hunker down for a night of star gazing.
But her lulled mood snapped back to sharp awareness as a blood curtingly creepy laugh flooded her ears and broke the quiet serenity. A shiver ran up her spine as she rolled onto her paws and remained low, looking around trying to regain her sense of place and time.
What had made that awful sound? It had been so eerie and disturbing Mitifu was taken over by two odd emotions, one she had not felt in far too long; fear and uncertainty.
The flight the birds took shook her even more after the laugh broke through and was followed by silence. Every living thing seemed to be hiding or frozen in fear. This did not appear to be boding well for the female. Was it a Hyena or some other larger predator who might not take kindly upon running into the lone female?
All she could do was stay low in the grass, tense and ready to bolt, but hoping she could simply remain unseen by whoever- or whatever- was here.
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