
Hunt. Hunt, feed, kill. It was all that he forced himself to think, all that forced him to move, to seek, to scent. Afternoon gave birth to early evening, the dusky colors of the sunset awakening Denzel more than the sun ever would. It set afire without flame, burned bright without taking away the sight of the observer, a passionately hued orb that drew him in like a magnet. He followed the sun and was urged on by the invisible but ever present presence of Fate whom, as far as he could guess, wanted him to move in that particular direction. So he did.
Ducking close to the ground the pup nimbly made his way through the trees, his impulse to rub against the great plants repressed in necessity. Food. He must have food before nightfall or he would again go hungry and face the wrathful claws of starvation, for nocturnal creatures had thus far eluded him time after time and left him a frustrated heap of fur nestled beside nothing but the flora of the forest; and flowers, he found, were not as satisfying as the feeling of seeking his tiny fangs into meat.
There! A twitch in the underbrush. Denzel paused and scanned the forest floor meticulously until he could discern the outline of a squirrel gathering several small nuts. It, too, sensed danger as long as it stayed on the ground and vulnerable, and worked quickly. For a moment it paused, bulging eyes and stiffened tail, when it thought it heard something remotely like growling . . . And then before it could scamper away with its meal, the creature was pounced upon.
Deftly, as though it were in his genetics to know how to kill with one blow, Denzel snapped the squirrel’s neck in half; not even a sound escaped it in its death, all breath crushed from its lungs from the weight of the young wolf. Eyeing the carcass hungrily as any scavenger would, the large pup nonetheless gave brief pause to bow his head, close his eyes, and mumble words of gratitude for the luck of his first catch. And then with the grace of a web-footed animal on land, he ripped the thing apart with a grunt and feasted, blood smearing the immediate area. Mannerism was not something he was familiar with just yet, heart set on just that one moment of appeasement for his stomach without regard to the attention he could bring himself.
Ducking close to the ground the pup nimbly made his way through the trees, his impulse to rub against the great plants repressed in necessity. Food. He must have food before nightfall or he would again go hungry and face the wrathful claws of starvation, for nocturnal creatures had thus far eluded him time after time and left him a frustrated heap of fur nestled beside nothing but the flora of the forest; and flowers, he found, were not as satisfying as the feeling of seeking his tiny fangs into meat.
There! A twitch in the underbrush. Denzel paused and scanned the forest floor meticulously until he could discern the outline of a squirrel gathering several small nuts. It, too, sensed danger as long as it stayed on the ground and vulnerable, and worked quickly. For a moment it paused, bulging eyes and stiffened tail, when it thought it heard something remotely like growling . . . And then before it could scamper away with its meal, the creature was pounced upon.
Deftly, as though it were in his genetics to know how to kill with one blow, Denzel snapped the squirrel’s neck in half; not even a sound escaped it in its death, all breath crushed from its lungs from the weight of the young wolf. Eyeing the carcass hungrily as any scavenger would, the large pup nonetheless gave brief pause to bow his head, close his eyes, and mumble words of gratitude for the luck of his first catch. And then with the grace of a web-footed animal on land, he ripped the thing apart with a grunt and feasted, blood smearing the immediate area. Mannerism was not something he was familiar with just yet, heart set on just that one moment of appeasement for his stomach without regard to the attention he could bring himself.
|~| Rodomontade just happened to be the word of the day today on Dictionary.com, and it fit. XD; |~|