07-14-2010, 03:58 PM
(Saluce is in Lupus form, and go. Also I fully intend on saluce not even making it worth while to hunt, just figured it would be a silly thing for the hurt wolf to want to do)
The wolf sat calmly on the rise overlooking the ocean. He had still chosen to stay within dahlia lands, his heart was screaming at him to stay while his mind continued to battle with him about wanting to move west word. True it was still too early for him to go on any trip. His back right leg was still healing and only half as strong as it should be, or rather as strong as he wanted it to be before he would continue such a journey. The wolf hadn’t even traveled far from what he gathered was connor’s house before tiring at the overlook. He was out of shape and that thought almost made his nose twist up in anger. Soon though he would retake his former workout routine and soon he would be back to his once war time shape if he didn’t let melancholy and laziness seep into his life. With a short sigh the regal looking wolf sat there on his haunches ignoring his leg’s protests for the moment, letting his icy hues look off at the ocean.
Saluce shook his head as if trying to wake himself before standing back on all fours having come to enjoy his lupus form since taking it a week ago. For once in his life he seemed to be at home in this form, the beautiful landscape reminded him a lot of home and it was only fitting that he enjoyed it closer to the ground. Nostrils flared as the canine took in the scents close to the ground, ears perk and alert as if he was looking for a tasty morsel to pluck out of the ground. True hunting such small prey was more counterproductive for such a large wolf, too much energy wasted verses gained but he was feeling somewhat playful and the scent of a rabbit was too much not to waste.
With a practiced stalk the wolf kept himself low to the ground as he followed the scent, ears alert for any sound that would ring like alarm bells to where his chosen prey might be hiding. Saluce would have to be smart, he didn’t have a good hind leg to pounce with, nor could he run very hard so the big wolf had to rely on a talent he hadn’t much used since he was a pup, surprise…
The wolf sat calmly on the rise overlooking the ocean. He had still chosen to stay within dahlia lands, his heart was screaming at him to stay while his mind continued to battle with him about wanting to move west word. True it was still too early for him to go on any trip. His back right leg was still healing and only half as strong as it should be, or rather as strong as he wanted it to be before he would continue such a journey. The wolf hadn’t even traveled far from what he gathered was connor’s house before tiring at the overlook. He was out of shape and that thought almost made his nose twist up in anger. Soon though he would retake his former workout routine and soon he would be back to his once war time shape if he didn’t let melancholy and laziness seep into his life. With a short sigh the regal looking wolf sat there on his haunches ignoring his leg’s protests for the moment, letting his icy hues look off at the ocean.
Saluce shook his head as if trying to wake himself before standing back on all fours having come to enjoy his lupus form since taking it a week ago. For once in his life he seemed to be at home in this form, the beautiful landscape reminded him a lot of home and it was only fitting that he enjoyed it closer to the ground. Nostrils flared as the canine took in the scents close to the ground, ears perk and alert as if he was looking for a tasty morsel to pluck out of the ground. True hunting such small prey was more counterproductive for such a large wolf, too much energy wasted verses gained but he was feeling somewhat playful and the scent of a rabbit was too much not to waste.
With a practiced stalk the wolf kept himself low to the ground as he followed the scent, ears alert for any sound that would ring like alarm bells to where his chosen prey might be hiding. Saluce would have to be smart, he didn’t have a good hind leg to pounce with, nor could he run very hard so the big wolf had to rely on a talent he hadn’t much used since he was a pup, surprise…