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 Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:40 pm
 Howler stalked the area, sticking close to the trees and bushes. Lately he'd seen a lot of large Soquili, well, large in the sense they could crush him quite easily, being on his own away from his pack. Anyways, they seemed to be doting over a lot of these strange baskets lately, and his curiosity about these two-legger woven things and why the Soquili were so protective of them was getting the better of him. Just what was so important about a basket???? "Hm..." his eyes narrowed, seeing the new 'mothers' tend to their baskets. He had been watching for a while, knew some had been carrying foals and fillies not too long ago, but now, the mothers were slimmer, and had the baskets instead. Confusing, to say the least...
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 10:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 10:58 am
Howler hadn't yet seen the blue wolf, he shifted silently as possible as one of the new mothers wandered past his hiding spot with her new foal looking for food. He didn't try anything though, watching them pass, waiting, before he settled into his previous spot again, looking back to the baskets, both ears pricked attentivly directed right at them for a moment, before flicking about to catch other sounds while his gaze stayed steady upon the baskets in the clearing. the bushed provided shelter for him from the taller creatures sights, he figured as long as the taller ones didn't see him, he had a decent chance, chance at what? He hadn't gotten close to a basket yet, due to the parents and two-leggers.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:20 am
His intent stare on baskets only made the grey wolf seem more suspicious to Maylin. He wasn't scoping the area in a protective fashion, only focusing on little, innocent baskets. Of course, if he tried to go after a basket, he would surely be crushed by a heavy hoof... unless the mother was sleeping. Quickly and without a single sound, Maylin's crouched body slithered through the bushes and trees towards Howler. Finally, as she snuck up behind him, she suddenly yipped out, "What do you think you're doing?!" A low growl soon followed as the hackles continued to stand on her neck and back. If needed, she would protect these mothers, foals and baskets alike. Why? So this place seemed like a safe place and the mare she was looking for would one day return here.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 5:54 pm
Howler scarcly moved at first, yes he'd been startled, but he'd never been one to jump from it. Instead he turned quickly to face the threat, seeing an oddly colored wolf like himself growling at him in a protective manner. He narrowed his eyes and growled back, defensive, as his own hackles went up.
"Hush, imp." He warned ears flicking back in an assertive manner. "It is unwise to interfear with things you do not know..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 6:06 pm
What was this deranged wolf speaking about? He didn't honestly believe he could take a basket and foal away from its protective mother. A smirk appeared on the female wolf's maw as she focused her blue green eyes on the grey wolf now standing within snapping distance. With her head and tail held high, Maylin slowly felt her head sway from side to side. "Tut, tut. What you don't realize is that I know more than you could imagine." A low growl rumbled deep in the wolves chest as she braced herself for a possible battle. "Do you really think those mares are going to let you take those baskets so easily... oh and don't forget their possible mates that are roaming close by. It would be a terrible end if you were to take a stallion's hoof to the head." Perhaps with her wise words, Maylin could encourage the male to leave without a fight.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 6:53 pm
Howler paused, blinking at the wolf as his ears pricked forward curiously and his fur settled a bit. "Take..?" he asked, he smirked as much as wolf could, and chuckled, settling back onto his haunches. "Oh, you are a dim one aren't you?" he asked the blue wolf. "Listen well, imp, you know nothing with what you are interfering. I am studying."
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 7:56 am
Maylin watched him carefully for a moment as she tried to decide whether or not he was lying. For now, she wouldn't argue with the wolf. As her tail swayed slightly, she peered out over the landscape before snapping her attention back on this other wolf. "I am far from dim, wolf. I am protective of these mares and their baskets." The small wolf then thought about his last statement. "Studying these mares or the baskets?" Another pause. "Do you not realize what is in the baskets?" It was a common curiosity for other creatures to find out what exactly hid within the baskets and why mares seemed to be so protective of them.
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