[M] Food For Thought

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POSTED: Sun Oct 13, 2019 6:42 pm

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Time: Mid-morning and foredated to 15th October, 2019
Place: The southern shore of Moosehead Lake, near Krokar's burned-down village
Weather: Sunny and cold with heavy fog that's dissipating
OOC: This post has been given an M-tag for a description of predation.

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She had to keep steady. Unused to standing on her front arm-leg as she was, the wolf dared not move. The heavy fur of her Secui form kept most of her comfortable, even with her stinging stump sitting in the water. Minnows were darting around her heels, swimming up to the cold water around her chest. Her red eyes, intense as coals in a blazing fire, stayed on the little shadows below. With some of the fog burnt off by the sun, it was easier to see the small fish of Moosehead Lake.

Oh, and how generous Moosehead was. Bonier, smaller fish and their fry had swam temptingly around her, nipping at tufts of her fur. Though she'd twitched flinched at these experimental bites, the fish always swam back after being startled away. It was a matter of waiting until enough time passed, and as it did, her prey came larger and larger. A trail of drool was leaking out of the side of her mouth, the wolf able to smell their earthy, heavy odor above the water.

Jaws and teeth opened and flashed in the weak morning sun. There were white fangs, white and churning water, and then the white glint of sun on scales. Water sprayed out from Shale's nose as a thousand little creatures darted out of her way. Dirt swirling about her three feet, the wolf hobbled out onto the shore with a large fish in her mouth. Grinding her maw together, fish bones and flesh crunched and sliced as her prey twitched. Shale resisted the urge to bite its head off and swallow what was there - this food was best roasted over a fire. It was too bad she wasn't near the sea, where she could collect saltwater for later brining.
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POSTED: Sun Oct 13, 2019 10:13 pm

Sophie looked around the area, sniffing the air lightly and only catching a whiff of one other canine nearby. Likely a loner and someone to take note of as she and Derek stayed in this specific area. Thinking of the white male made her look for her companion only to see him in the distance. She knew why he had wanted to come, and since he said he wanted to be alone, she let him go alone. Sighing, she wished she could comfort him somehow...but she did not know the feeling of losing a loved one and certainly did not know the need or want of visiting said lost one's grave. Well, okay she could understand wanting to visit the grave a little, but not fully.

Looking away from her traveling companion and friend she looked forward again and then around. It did not look like a pack had used to live here. Of course, if it was a fire that made the pack leave in the first place, the signs could have been turned to ash and dust long ago. Shaking her head she trusted that Derek knew what he was talking about especially since she had not lived in the area at the time. Giving a yawn she shrugged and cautiously headed towards the scent she had picked up on, wondering who else might be around and if they might be a danger to her or Derek.

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POSTED: Sun Oct 20, 2019 5:14 pm

Shale didn't recognize the scents on the wind. The fish left her mind if not her mouth, the wolf shifting upwards with a pop in her shoulder. Grimacing, the dark bitch laid her prey into the water to sink, crouching in quiet and wading into the lake. Her body dipped lower until only the top of her head and snout were above water, red eyes alert and staring.

It was frustrating that the fog was so thick. She had a rough idea that there was someone in the village, but Shale would've felt better if she had them in sight. Though scent and sound were one way to track, Shale didn't trust that there weren't more souls out of sight. Despite being half-razed, Krokar still had valuable resources and a few remaining structures. A crafty loner or two could make use of its remains, and would appreciate the pelts drying on the Lodge's tables. Shale grit her teeth, wondering again why she needed to live in the most obvious place in the former territory.

Treading water, the ground a few inches below her toes, the black wolf waited and kept watching the shore. She wouldn't approach back until she had an idea of what was there, or if she could somehow sneak around them. There were trees near the skeletons of Fiskebyn that Shale could head into to set an ambush. The forest always provided in this place.
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POSTED: Mon Oct 21, 2019 8:36 pm

Sophie looked around as she followed the unknown scent. It looked like the former pack had left stuff behind, and there were signs of a more recent resident. It didn't look like more than one canine had been around lately though, so that put her somewhat at ease. Still for safety reasons she wanted to at least find the other loner nearby. Soon she was at the water's edge and looked over the surface with slightly narrowed eyes. Ripples on the water showed it had been disturbed recently, but the fog was making it hard to tell if anyone was still around.

Derek meanwhile had noticed that Sophie had moved and went to follow her. It was only when he got closer to Sophie that he caught the scent of another canine. The short male got to the waters and looked up at Sophie before looking out at the water. Though it was foggy, and that was against them he followed the ripples to their source and barely caught the black and red colors. Well, that was certainly interesting. He waved in his normal lazy manner "Wonder if it's cold in that water...." he tested it with a foot and then scratched his cheek. It was a bit chilly, and he hoped the canine inside the waters wasn't going to freeze.

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POSTED: Sun Nov 10, 2019 9:34 pm

Had he seen her? Shale took a breath and sank, nose dipping under. Her red eyes stayed above the water, head tilting back so her nostrils emerged. The wolf bobbed to the side, planning to swim to the right shore and slip into the trees. She could stick to the forests and watch the strangers from there, hoping her scent lessened in the lake. It wouldn't be hard to stay quiet in the fire-hued trees and the ever-unchanging conifers.

Shale was going to have to set up some sort of alarm or warning. Her territory this was not - no loner could bear a claim to anything - but safety was important. Shale was getting older, and every day her stump and scars ached more and more. Though she'd always been a creature of discretion, the need to think ahead kept slipping her mind. It was only a matter of time before someone saw the potential in the Chokehold, and when they did, it was likely that -

"YEOOOW!"

The air split with a cry and a splash. Shale burst from the water like a trout after a fly, yelping things best left unrepeated. She almost tripped as a weight tugged at her leg, releasing a moment after as she tried to regain her balance. Under the water a snapping turtle meandered, startled when Shale had stepped on her. Content with the warning bite and thrash of her head, the snapper moved on as the black bitch growled in pain.

Well, at least it hadn't been an arrow or a slingshot to get her, Shale supposed.
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POSTED: Mon Nov 11, 2019 10:10 am

The yell honestly surprised her and she watched in slight shock as a black form came out of the water. So there had been a canine in the cold liquid. For a moment she thought Derek had been seeing things. "Oh my..." she went closer but was still being cautious. "Are you all right?" She looked the dark form over and noticed the missing arm with a frown. It did not seem to be a new occurrence so there was at least that. The white and brown female tried to meet the other's gaze "I am sorry for intruding, we are traveling and my companion wanted to...visit this area."

Derek had come closer too and stood close to Sophie. This black female certainly looked like a fish out of the water at the moment. "Should I get the quilt, she might get chilled to the bone." He looked to Sophie who gave a nod and he went back towards their cart. Then Sophie realized that he had made a small joke in his speech. Giving a small smile she focused again on the damp female. "I'm Sophie by the way, and that is Derek. He used to live in this area when it was a pack, and wanted to see if any of his old things had survived...he didn't get a chance to after the fire..." Or rather he had not bothered to, since he was so wrapped up in grief and what had happened here. At least that is what he had told her.

Sophie had a feeling that there was more to it than that. Still, she would not press him too much, thinking that he would tell her if he really wanted to. Silence fell as she stood there and just watched the black canine until Derek finally came back with the quilt. "Here, this should help warm you up...if you want." the short white male offered the thick blanket to the wet canine with a kind smile.

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