Galileo had decided that today would be a fairly decent day for a hunt. He had shifted into his secui form, a rare thing for the dusted gentleman to do. If he ever found the need to shift it was only his lupus form he ever used. Io was the opposite of Galileo, favouring the bulky secui form. Though the male had always put that down to the fact she was a woman, a truly sexist view that was only pushed upon his sister. His teak dipped paws move in slow, measured paces. He had no reason to rush himself, as it would only make his efforts to hunt harder.
His secui form gave Galileo the feeling of useless bulk, as he had never bothered to hunt using his hands much before, weapons and traps had been his arsenal then and quite often now. He hadn't bothered to set up traps recently, he supposed he should, somewhere in the least traveled parts of the packlands, as to avoid any injuries in the pack. The dark, bulky mane wavered in the breeze, bringing the smell of rabbits close to him. He wouldn't be noticed when hunting.
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