hunting the hawk

Vesper · 09-04-2011, 11:17 PM

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A tawny figure slunk down the softly rolling hills, swift and low to the ground, hidden in the fog that came in from the coast. Paws made hardly a sound on the grass as the hybrid trotted down a slope and back up another. Light blue eyes narrowed on their target—a hawk, perched currently on one of the stones that dotted the landscape. The bird was unaware of her approach as she stalked toward it, ears pricked with interest. She bunched her lean muscles in preparation to spring—

The red-tailed hawk lifted off as her forepaws struck the stone, and Vesper growled after it bad-temperedly.

She had been following the damn bird for half an hour or so. At first, she had been curious and considering making it a meal, but after a while, it became a challenge. Never had she been able to get close enough to it; for a birdbrain, it was pretty sharp. She supposed she would have been better suited to chasing quail, but her pride was injured by her repeated failures, and so she sighed and resumed her pursuit.

The bird’s shadow fell on her as the coywolf raced underneath, head tipped back to look at the silhouette against the morning blue sky. Her tongue lolled from her jaws as she increased her speed, finding joy in running where she couldn’t in the chase itself. She liked activity, building her stamina, testing her limits. Four light-colored paws struck the earth in a constant rhythm, and her lungs swelled with the wet air.

However, the red-tailed hawk flared its wings out for landing. Vesper immediately picked up her pace, searching for where it’d chosen to alight. Due to the light fog interfering with her sense of smell, she did not notice the other canine until she was nearly upon him.

She froze.

Not my best, but here you go. <3 PP of Tobias discussed beforehand.

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