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POSTED: Sat Jan 12, 2019 5:49 pm

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BAPTISTE

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Baptiste took pleasure in hunting in whatever form it manifested itself in. The scent of blood in the air and the feeling of control made him feel uplifted in a way that nothing else in life he'd yet discovered did. Like a statue, he loomed over the river's edge, his shadow masked by a large, drooping willow tree, it branches kissing the surface. Like a flash, the crude spear sunk into the water and droplets spat upwards, soaking the dog's thick coat. He had never been much of a fan of water, his domestic heritage meant that he struggled to dry himself in an amount of time he considered reasonable and it was easier, most of the time, to avoid it. He'd awoken hungry that morning and frankly didn't feel like wasting his energy chasing something down. Black lips pursed as the spear was retrieved from the knee-deep water. Nothing. Tutting, he clambered back onto the bank, it was easier to move on that it was to bare waiting for the fish to forget they'd come within inches of the jaws of death.

His stomach grumbled and, internally, so did Baptiste. Clearly, he'd not inherited the affinity for fishing that his father's former pack boasted. Jade eyes scanned the riverbank of any sign of a similar spot to attempt to catch breakfast again.

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POSTED: Tue Jan 15, 2019 5:37 pm

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The fawn colored mare between her legs was a beast of a horse to most riders. Willful, high-strung, difficult to manage. She was perfect for Starlight Hushhowl. While she was fond of Casa's calmer horses and found them to usually be far more useful when trying to get anything done, there was something about the challenge that sent her blood to pumping. Hero wasn't like most of the other mares. She wasn't content to just graze in a pasture all day and to take any stallion her handlers sent her way. There was a sense of comradery between the two that Star had rarely felt with any creature and when her elders had suggested trading off the troublesome filly, Star had fought to keep her. She'd never regret that fight.

Not even now when Hero bucked beneath her, frantic to escape. She pulled at her bit, she stomped her huge hooves, screaming as she reared and as Star pushed her back down. Hero's ears pressed back in agitation. Star loved Hero for her fight, but she also had to temper that fight down into something more useful. Even just as a riding horse, Hero would be of more use to the pack than she was now. Constantly throwing and biting her riders did nothing to win her case.

Star's short, silver hair bobbed with her head when Hero's smooth gait became instantly choppy and grating to bear. This was her way of getting back. Gritting her teeth, Star pulled Hero's head towards her hip, forcing her to circle. You will obey me. No matter how hard you fight I will win. Hero seemed to sense Star's thoughts. The mare stopped and the luperci loosened the reins, content with her apparent win. It was all Hero needed to lunge forward into a breakneck pack down the river bank. Star nearly fell off at the sudden speed, but managed to keep her seat. She pulled on the reins to stop her wayward mare and Hero was all too happy to oblige, stopping as suddenly as she started and sending her rider flying over her withers and into the river with a splash.
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POSTED: Tue Jan 22, 2019 7:15 am

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If his failed attempt at fishing hadn't scared the water-dwelling creatures off, the sudden canine meteorite, launched from horseback, certainly had. Jade eyes darkened, clouded over with poorly concealed rage as his black and tan face scrunched up in annoyance. Black knuckled hands wrung the shaft of the spear, white legs taking a wide, aggressive step forward to the very edge of terra firma, dark ears, almost black flattened further against his gingery cranium and greyish lips curled to reveal needle-sharp teeth. Young as he was, he cut a formidable figure. Paris green eyes caught sight of the horse on the bank, now riderless and looking quite pleased with itself, for all he knew about horses. He'd never been fond of them and unlike his mother, he didn't see himself giving them an opportunity to endear themselves towards him. A horse would just mean another mouth to feed besides his own, another identifying belonging that might one day get him caught.

'You should learn to control that thing.' Baptiste warned with a slight growl. 'I'm trying to fish here.' Truth be told he'd been moving on from this exact spot, but even so, he figured that the impact had been sufficient enough to put the frighteners on each and every fish in this stretch of the river. Dark brows furrowed and a huffed in annoyance, his stomach grumbling again, an involuntary action with soured his mood further. He didn't particularly like being told what to not, least of all by his own body, something which he figured he should have total control over.
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