Survivng the Storm

Mati Church · 02-04-2011, 01:10 PM

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for Parker, Tony and Cyp. feel free to PP the storm, progression of the weather should be fast and heavy, also assume they are near the caves. Smile PM me with any questions/concerns

Set; late on the 5th

She wore her wolfish form, her large and burly still size very evident in the four legged shape. Brown fur rustled in the cold wind, her black nose raised and facing the oncoming air. It ran over the snow, catching the light flakes and sending them to her upturned face. The day was dark, clouds covering the sky like a thick impenetrable veil. Her ears faced forward to follow the way of her nose and searched just as it did for a sign.

They walked in a narrow line, falling into the paw prints of the one before them and Mati led the way. During the winter months it was important to hunt as often as possible and the entire pack needed to help, even if she was used to the summer air, patrolling the borders until she found a spot that called her eye and asked her to stop and sketch it. These darker days were ones of sickness and of hunger. The woman's mother was one of the ill, her mate one of the tired and over worked. Mati was happy the two pups had come to join her, and when they had caught the sent of the deer early her hopes were high.

They had been tracking a small group of does, the sight of them weakened by the wind and weather but their scent was still thick on the squall of drifting snow. Mati looked back to the two youths that had come to join her hunting party, purple eyes looking over the male and female with a sisterly affection. "Seems that they are moving slow but steadily. We should catch up to them soon." The Church female was not and expert hunter, for her talents lay in other tasks, but she was practiced and owned the same instincts each predator did.

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