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 Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 12:20 pm
It had been such a long day, she was starting to grow a bit tired as her paws made their way down a dirt path near the edges of the territory. Her mother had spent most of the morning scolding her, Raelin never liked to let Nayeli too far from her sight.
Fortuantly, though, her father managed to distract her mother long enough that Nayeli had time to get away for a while to think. She was newly an adult, which meant it was time for her to find a mate of her own and gain a den full of puppies. Still, her heart weakened at the thought. Wasn't there more to life than providing pups for the Alpha to approve of?
Her blood red tail swished behind her as she walked down the path. She was a bit small for a wolf, having adopted her mother's dainty form. This made it a little more difficult to defend herself, but few were stupid enough to attack the daughter of a blood shaman.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 2:40 pm
Jacoby's paws slid across the grass, his longer tail dragging in it as well. There was something about where he was heading that made his fur prickle in a good way. He kept his gaze above instead of the ground. His bone that hung from his neck rocked back and forth often hitting his chest. The skin stuck to his side, the moons that passed seemed to have not favored him. However even when they did he refused to eat, why? simply cause he could. There was never a real reason Jacoby did anything.
He was walking along when he saw the flicker of red, flames? no a wolf's tail. Intrigues by the color Jacoby turned in that direction and followed the shape, it was small, a female. Her pelt was beautiful, much to his liking, red black and white decorated the pelt in a wonder of markings. Much like blood almost. Perhaps it really was blood, even if it was or wasn't it made Jacoby keener to meet this she-wolf.
He could smell off the wind the old and stale scents of many wolves, it was a well formed pack. This did not spark any fear nor any emotion in Jacoby, he simply walked on after her.
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