12-09-2010, 01:48 PM
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 She hadn't been able to carry much with her between the old pack and this new place, only a few jars and vials. The poisons that she made were very potent, though, so it was alright. She didn't need much. What she had would likely last her through winter if she didn't use too much at once, and then she could go searching the forests of 'Souls for the plants that it would take to replenish her stocks. The Angela still had the hunt on her mind at this moment, though, a snow-hare hanging from her jaws. Its fur was stained dark from the fatal wound, her own muzzle showing flecks of red as well. She was a very proud and skilled hunter with much experience in the area, and it hadn't been too difficult of a catch. Naniko didn't have too much of a preference for one form or the other, but today she was in her optime form. As her heartbeat began to slow down she pulled the rabbit out of her jaws and held it in one hand as she walked, licking blood from her muzzle. She was headed back toward the two main tunnels that led into the pack's caves so that she could offer the creature to Scorpius to play with. A sound made her look up as she walked, a crunching in the snow and dead leaves that were scattered all around the forest floor. She stood and simply observed the warrior's dance that was taking place, standing a quarter of a mile away, curious. She'd never seen such a thing before. After a short time she cleared her throat, though, trying not to startle the warrior with her sudden presence. |