01-03-2011, 11:38 PM
[html]Ooc: it's not an issue 
White fangs held the lifeless prey as she enjoyed it. Smooth hot blood seeped into her throat as the creature's life faded away making the frigid air lose itself. Dark red dripped on white. Prey was rarer in these winter days making Nyx grateful to have caught to ease her hunger. Between her hunger and the blood that filled in her mouth a primitive form began to take especially due that she was in her lupus form. She was going to enjoy her meal by herself!.... Just then caught a scent of another. She turned her dark petite form to see a golden wolf racing forward towards her with great speed, he was close to her, to close. He was smaller, an older pup perhaps. Deep purple- like eyes looked wild and ravenous; these eyes where locked on what she carried in her jaws. As Nyx narrowed her yellow green eyes as her shadow fur bristled, she locked her jaws and tensed her muscles preparing for what was coming next. More of the creatures blood dripped onto the ground. The golden wolf snapped onto her prize almost tearing it from her entirely. She held on as a cruel growl escaped the depths of her throat. He was a quiet younger than she was, being that she was just a year now. Looking closer, he was in bad shape. His dismantled look with a skinny frame seemed close to sickness. Even his scent implied how he held malnutrition. They both now held on to what was rightfully hers. Suddenly empathy swept over her. Nyx was not a spiteful egotistical wolf, she held pride in her creative side but not in what she owned or held over another. In this case it was the meat in which she was hungry for. But this wolf needed it. Badly. Not wanting to go completely hungry she pulled the prize in her strong jaws so quickly that the body of it ripped, creating two pieces. Through the force she was almost thrown backwards, but she held her ground and her half of the creature. Dropping it at her feet she looked at the young golden male. Her fur was still bristled from the moment before and in a soft growl she said,
"Here!"
This male needed it, she knew this.
White fangs held the lifeless prey as she enjoyed it. Smooth hot blood seeped into her throat as the creature's life faded away making the frigid air lose itself. Dark red dripped on white. Prey was rarer in these winter days making Nyx grateful to have caught to ease her hunger. Between her hunger and the blood that filled in her mouth a primitive form began to take especially due that she was in her lupus form. She was going to enjoy her meal by herself!.... Just then caught a scent of another. She turned her dark petite form to see a golden wolf racing forward towards her with great speed, he was close to her, to close. He was smaller, an older pup perhaps. Deep purple- like eyes looked wild and ravenous; these eyes where locked on what she carried in her jaws. As Nyx narrowed her yellow green eyes as her shadow fur bristled, she locked her jaws and tensed her muscles preparing for what was coming next. More of the creatures blood dripped onto the ground. The golden wolf snapped onto her prize almost tearing it from her entirely. She held on as a cruel growl escaped the depths of her throat. He was a quiet younger than she was, being that she was just a year now. Looking closer, he was in bad shape. His dismantled look with a skinny frame seemed close to sickness. Even his scent implied how he held malnutrition. They both now held on to what was rightfully hers. Suddenly empathy swept over her. Nyx was not a spiteful egotistical wolf, she held pride in her creative side but not in what she owned or held over another. In this case it was the meat in which she was hungry for. But this wolf needed it. Badly. Not wanting to go completely hungry she pulled the prize in her strong jaws so quickly that the body of it ripped, creating two pieces. Through the force she was almost thrown backwards, but she held her ground and her half of the creature. Dropping it at her feet she looked at the young golden male. Her fur was still bristled from the moment before and in a soft growl she said,
"Here!"
This male needed it, she knew this.