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When it came to the ever changing weather, Haku was much like his mother. He preferred the darker, wetter mood of the sky. Rain, wind, thunder and lightning. Maybe because it somehow matched the chaos inside of him when the weather was on its worst. Maybe, who knew? Today, however, the sun had decided to come out despite of the hiss that had left him when the first rays of sun hit the mountain tops. He had gone from the Halfling form he had used when he and the fresh pack member Kol had been inspecting the outskirts of the Inferni lands. Now he was in his full luperci form, walking contently through the thick forest. They were expanding. The pack was growing, and he had, without Cer’s knowledge, decided to draw new borderlines, taking in more lands for the pack to stomp to death. He was also thinking of how to improve the border defense. At least they faced the salty sea, and there were several high points in the pack land where one could easily keep control of the water surface in case some hostile coyotes made some improvised moves by attempting to use the sea for a surprise party.
Movement. A ball-shaped critter with a furry tail flashed behind the plant life in front of him. The Dahlia leader stopped momentarily before slowly following the little animal. It moved away, good critter, but it did not seem to understand the situation fully by the way it behaved. As said, it moved away, but not with the proper lightning speed a prey should have if it spotted a predator. Haku was in a somewhat good mood, so he could might as well scare it slightly before ending its life. He was full of himself, fully convinces the animal would be easy to catch whenever he decided to properly lash out for it. He knew how to pick up an amazing speed, and he knew how to climb. He was his mother’s son, though in truth a male. Built for speed and sharp reflexes, but he did not lack muscles. Far from it. He was a perfect brand, as he himself would put it. He picked up the pace, and the animal seemed to become more and more aware of what kind of creature was following behind. Sharp teeth, deadly eyes in a surprisingly pretty hue of blue.
Death with good looks intact. The strange animal moved faster, and he followed, crunching slightly down towards the ground to avoid a branch every now and then, and everything else that was in his way, though, without losing his speed. He had never seen such a strange animal, and was looking forward to see if the taste would attempt to seduce his tongue. If he had not already started the chase, he would have changed his mind and taken the hybrid form between werewolf and plain wolf for the extra speed and four legs, but this was all right too, though it was not the form he usually hunted with. |
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