07-27-2012, 05:08 PM
OOC: I couldn't resist. He's just so darn cute. T_T Lupus form as well.
New Dawn would find that monster soon enough and bring an end to all the suffering she caused to others, all the suffering she caused to herself and Kiara, and Kohaku. Still, she couldn't bring her mind away from thinking how much of a failure she had been, not able to protect the pup from Amy and her evil grasp. Fayne had not been herself lately, so filled with rage that she found herself losing sleep over the thoughts that constantly terrorized her very being. She found herself questioning everything she'd ever done and who she was now. Amy was more than just monster or a demon, she was the devil. The very face of evil and Fayne wouldn't rest until she was taken care of. She didn't want to have to worry about her family, her pack, being afflicted by her any longer. She knew all of her pack mates felt the same way and wanted her dealt with as well. The meeting Zalen had called for had opened all their eyes and now they were on an eternal search to bring the blond dog down.
It was Zalen's speech that had Fayne wondering for hours outside the border searching for Amy. Even though she knew the blond would be smarter than to come around New Dawn's borders after their last run in. Even so, she searched aimlessly for her hoping to come across some small trail or scent that would lead her to the dog so she could finally give her what she deserved. But, no matter how long she searched or how many days she spent searching, she found nothing. Even without results, she never stopped fueled by the intense rage her and all New Dawn shared.
Fayne sniffed the air as she padded through the forest in broad daylight still hoping she'd pick up something. It wasn't what she expected, but it was definitely something of interest. The scent of a wolf and blood filled her expecting nostrils as she inhaled the fresh air. Ears pushed back as she trotted in the direction and worry struck her as she heard the faint cries of a puppy. A growl quivered her maw as panic struck her, her motherly instincts kicking in. The silver Delta picked up speed, now sprinting in the direction of the helpless cries. Another sound pierced her alert ears, emerald eyes darted to the sky to see a bird of prey flying over head soon diving down into the trees and disappearing into the natural greens and browns of the forest. Another grown rumbled from her thin frame she ran now in a frenzy to get to the cries. Soon, she saw a flash of red through the forest and as she came closer, a small huddled figure. The bird was getting closer and closer, hunting the small wolf. Fayne released a booming snarl in the direction of the bird in hopes of scaring it away. She sent it soaring back up into the trees, but it perched simply waiting for her to leave so she could end the little one's life.
She continued to snarl loudly at the bird as she neared. When she came close she gave the young one some reassuring licks and low whines. She was here and she wasn't going to let him fall prey to the bird that stayed waiting in the trees. Her eyes were full of worry. The puppy was severely injured, covered from head to toe in his own blood. Words weren't needed right now, only touch and instinctual sounds to let this one know he was safe from the clutches of the predator.
New Dawn would find that monster soon enough and bring an end to all the suffering she caused to others, all the suffering she caused to herself and Kiara, and Kohaku. Still, she couldn't bring her mind away from thinking how much of a failure she had been, not able to protect the pup from Amy and her evil grasp. Fayne had not been herself lately, so filled with rage that she found herself losing sleep over the thoughts that constantly terrorized her very being. She found herself questioning everything she'd ever done and who she was now. Amy was more than just monster or a demon, she was the devil. The very face of evil and Fayne wouldn't rest until she was taken care of. She didn't want to have to worry about her family, her pack, being afflicted by her any longer. She knew all of her pack mates felt the same way and wanted her dealt with as well. The meeting Zalen had called for had opened all their eyes and now they were on an eternal search to bring the blond dog down.
It was Zalen's speech that had Fayne wondering for hours outside the border searching for Amy. Even though she knew the blond would be smarter than to come around New Dawn's borders after their last run in. Even so, she searched aimlessly for her hoping to come across some small trail or scent that would lead her to the dog so she could finally give her what she deserved. But, no matter how long she searched or how many days she spent searching, she found nothing. Even without results, she never stopped fueled by the intense rage her and all New Dawn shared.
Fayne sniffed the air as she padded through the forest in broad daylight still hoping she'd pick up something. It wasn't what she expected, but it was definitely something of interest. The scent of a wolf and blood filled her expecting nostrils as she inhaled the fresh air. Ears pushed back as she trotted in the direction and worry struck her as she heard the faint cries of a puppy. A growl quivered her maw as panic struck her, her motherly instincts kicking in. The silver Delta picked up speed, now sprinting in the direction of the helpless cries. Another sound pierced her alert ears, emerald eyes darted to the sky to see a bird of prey flying over head soon diving down into the trees and disappearing into the natural greens and browns of the forest. Another grown rumbled from her thin frame she ran now in a frenzy to get to the cries. Soon, she saw a flash of red through the forest and as she came closer, a small huddled figure. The bird was getting closer and closer, hunting the small wolf. Fayne released a booming snarl in the direction of the bird in hopes of scaring it away. She sent it soaring back up into the trees, but it perched simply waiting for her to leave so she could end the little one's life.
She continued to snarl loudly at the bird as she neared. When she came close she gave the young one some reassuring licks and low whines. She was here and she wasn't going to let him fall prey to the bird that stayed waiting in the trees. Her eyes were full of worry. The puppy was severely injured, covered from head to toe in his own blood. Words weren't needed right now, only touch and instinctual sounds to let this one know he was safe from the clutches of the predator.