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Chubbs hadn't seen the follower for days, or smelt the bad tingly smell in the air of his musk. It was almost more unnerving not having him around than having him around. Chubbs grunted and rubbed against a tree to scratch his back, the small thing nearly snapped under his weight.

Chubbs sniffed around and looked into the water of the river, even through the water the smell and taste of fish flesh beconed at him. He'd been eating so many of them lately, he found they were and easy kill, perhaps he needed something bigger, something to prove his strength on. Chubbs slowly reached out, and patted his paw at the river, looking at the fish inside.

Chubbs slammed a giant paw into the water, sending it splashing everywhere. with a swipe the fish came sailing out of the water and onto the river bank where he clamped his claws into it's soft flesh.

Chubbs sniffed suddenly, and his ears twitched as something big gathered closer, and he shifted around with a snarl. He finally saw it, a large creature, coming his way. It would no doubt be after his food, and Chubbs roared and made himself noticed by raising up as best he could. What ever it was, it made a mistake coming here, suddenly fish was off the menu, and bared teeth shone in the creatures direction.

Chubbs snarled and roared loudly, he wanted blood, whether to eat or just to spray over the river bank. He charged quickly, racing through the water towards the hissing beast. Then a smell hit his senses and he stopped. He growled, only a few feet away and swatted at his nose in confusion. A smell, a familiar smell, something he'd been near before.

Chubbs glared at the animal and slowly circled it while sniffing. What was it that made him stop? He had only the need to kill and eat and nothing more. Then it came to mind, slowly, and he watched the animal. It was female, it was.. a mate, his. Chubbs started circling back the other way, this one he'd never seen before, but it was something he reconised. Chubbs grunted and snorted and got down on all fours, leaning closer.

Chubbs blinked as the mate made a sound like the follower, and snarled and leant back once more. It took a little while for him to stop and sniff at her once more, leaning forward again, he wasn't sure what the sound meant. Chubbs smelt along the creatures body and then paused, looking at it's face intently before licking her nose.

He let the taste roll on his tongue for a little while, it was not something he ate but he'd tasted her before. He shook it off and looked behind him. Mates get fed, feeding them lets you mate with them, maybe that's what he had to do.

Walking away he made his way towards the fish he had left behind and picked it up in his mouth. Carrying it back he dropped it beside his mate and grunted, telling it to eat.

Chubbs grunted in approval and nipped at her neck playfully. If it smelt like a mate, tasted like a mate and ate like a mate, it had to be a mate. Chubbs moved his way out of the watter and shook himself off before looking around for something for him to eat.

Chubbs turned and looked back behind him, his mate following behind him, probably in wanting of food again. Chubbs was hungry too, and couldn't give it all away. His mate made the strange noises again and he looked back once more, maybe it couldn't wait and was getting hungry. Chubbs grunted and just licked it's face a few times before heading his way towards the cave where he had some food left.

[New Rp]

As she had been doing many times in the past few weeks Awen was out for a long swim in the rivers. Now that she had gotten very much used to the waters the manta wanted space to roam. Unfortunately for Awen, she couldn't go out into the open ocean and swim as her instincts wanted. The only way she could glide through the water like she really wanted to was to do the lengths and laps in the rivers of the island.

Currently Awen sat on a sunken log close to the river bank. The jungle, for the most part, was quiet and the girl liked to relax out in the wilderness where there was less chance running into lots of islanders. It wasn't exactly that Awen herself wanted to be alone, but sometimes the village with everyone around seemed too..confining.

Awen turned her head when she heard a familiar voice from the jungle. She took int Pyroth's appearence, all the way down to his wagging tail, and smile in return. She hadn't seen the poor guy since just after his last change. The girl wasn't sure whether to be happy that he hadn't changed again or sad for him to be stuck in such an uncomfortable shape.

"Heya Pyroth." She replied in a cheery tone. She swung her legs around, for a brief moment revealing her fin-like feet from the surface of the water, to face the coyote. "How goes?"