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 Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 8:31 am
 The female trotted away, grumbling under her breath. How had she even missed that hare? How? It had been rigiht under her nose, and then, quite simply gone. By now, of course, the female's belly was grumbling just the same, and it didn't seem to help her mood in the least.
The day was relatively sunny, though the chill of fall was becomming more and more prominent every day. Leaves crunched under foot and birds seemed busy preparing for the long winter to come. All this, and here was Less, moving in her own hurried manner, hoping to fill her own stores for the lean time ahead.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:15 pm
Not so fast. A last burst of speed was all that was required, twisting his neck he clamped down on the food. It was dead before it even knew it, chewed and swallowed before anyone else did either. It was only a mouse, but as the male elongated his neck to help it slide down his throat, he felt a ray of accomplishment. Only then did he flop down between patches of bright leaves, looking quite out of place amongst them. Tongue lolling he was unaware the fact that merely catching his meal he had wasted most the energy it gave.
But it didn't phase him. Life was simple, the weather was well, and mice were (relatively) easy to catch. Unless they saw you first.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:28 pm
The female's ears perked, turning nervous before she could even tell what it was that had set her off in the first place. Careful steps carried the blue trunk low to the ground, hiding in the brush. It was an odd thing to think of, such an odd creature invisible to the world. Grey eyes watched nervously, darting at any sign of movement.
The well hidden belly let out a loud growl, not seeming to mind in the least that it had just blown her cover. True enough the female was having a hard time. She was used to hiding, to waiting her turn then eating. Where she had come from, the females tended to things, they did not hunt. In all likely hood it was a wonder that she had survived as long as she had.
Surely enough, she spotted the green male, splashed across the leaves in an almost awkward position. Less's fur bristled, her lips tensed in a suppressed snarl as she watched. A male. The word was spat in her mind, like a rotten shred of meat. Old fear that had been ingrained into her mind sprang up, but so did that new feeling, that idea that she was just as good, just as strong as any male. Less had already proven that fact.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:41 pm
His breath finally returning to him, Blaise watched cross-eyed the beginnings of puffs of steam in the brisk air visible in the patch of sunshine he possessed. It was strange, fleeting, and somehow very entrancing to him. Time and time he wished it to stay, but it had another agenda and dissipated into the air.
The strange growl pierced the chilled air and alerted the male, large ears immediately snapping towards the direction it came in. He waited a second, body tensed in anticipation for another to follow, but none came. So he would go to it. A bad idea for any wolf, but he, like the reality his extensive mouse hunt, was unaware.
The tall male scrabbled to his feet, licking from his muzzle the beads of drool and remains of blood as he started gaily in the direction his ears led him. Though obviously an adult for some time, behind his eyes the motive of juvenile curiosity. A black nose twitched attentively, attempting it's best to determine what had emitted such a terrible sound despite his upwind position.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:52 pm
Less froze, hardly knowing what to do, but her fear quickly tinged with annoyance at the odd eyes. As the male sauntered up without a care in the world, he left her dumbfounded. He hardly seemed frightened, not even annoyed. What on eart sort of a wolf was this?
"What are you d-Leave me alone!" The female scrambled back a few feet, huffing and indignant. She took a moment to take in the scent, nothing like her pack, and at least that could put her at ease.
"What's wrong with you?" She asked in an almost accusing tone, though a curiosity was brimming in the fae's eyes. This wolf seemed so far from anything she knew, and yet he stood right in front of her. Completely and utterly odd.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 8:34 pm
With his nostrils almost brushing branch, analyzing the strange yet familiar scent that lay within Blaise whipped his head backwards in surprise. Another noise! This one, however was clear. In the terms he understood the speech, not so much followed/understood the orders. Dark teal head and ruff craned forward as (what a curious happenstance!) another one as he scrambled backwards into view.
Golden auds narrowed with silent inspection as he looked over the creature. It was....well, it was a he. Blaise had seen scarce few in such a time, and only from a distance, as they took flight or to snapping and harming when he barreled up towards them. And never speaking except in growled curses! What this 'he' was saying was close, but enough different to merit a flick of his long tail. His face stayed impassive still.
Without a moment's hesitation, he leapt keenly over a patch of brush, taking her not running away as a signal to advance. Face to face, the male began sniffing her all over, like she was a clue or a scratched message in bark. Certainly boundaries meant nothing.
He paused as he considered her strange request. Wrong? Wrong he could recall was bad, and he was good, not bad. Perhaps she meant physical condition. "Scar on my haunch and limp when's cold." He said softly, deep voice cracking from lack of use. He was almost surprised to hear himself talk, it had been such a time. And so many words. They never went away, he thought. Why did he even speak?
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