Friendly Ambush -DND-

Jaden Ohanzee · 11-01-2011, 01:45 PM

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The early morning air was still crisp and sunlight just curling its warm fingers around the land when the wolves began to play. This sight was timeless, ageless, and as natural as the grass and trees. Centuries before humans poisoned the land wolves were the first to claim it. Now, decades after their demise, wolves were playing once again. But somehow this play was new. Maybe it was their bounding energy washing over the still groggy Earth. Perhaps it was that two newly acquainted souls were interacting and exploring one another that made this seemingly different. Or maybe it was just for the Shishen. This simple display of companionship and the joy it brought was infinitely refreshing and wonderful. To much time had passed since chores and training fell to simple, enjoyable fun with another.

X’yrin was fast. Her sudden dodge was more startling than her last odd and clumsy maneuver by far. The training and experience she had now showed in the graceful movement. The female’s assurance resonated in Jaden’s ear from her position dangerously close to his flank and he gave an excitedly surprised bark in response before rounding on her. I half expected to see you belly-up again, he laughed what seemed like harmless banter but what was actually a calculated distraction. If he could divide her attention between banter and their wrestling, it would be an advantage for the slower male. He tossed his grater mass against hers and quickly pulled his tail from her nipping maw. I have strength and size against you, he grunted and pushed his shoulder against her flank, trying to take her balance and in it, her agility. Once his paws came down from the heave, the Shishen lunged for a vengeful, but delicate, nip at her shaggy tail.

Jaden does. "Jaden speaks." Jaden thinks.

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