11-22-2011, 12:42 AM
Forward Dated to October 23, 2011
ooc: Light is in lupus form and so sorry for the wait.
Light was taking advantage of the cold day the sky was dark from the thick cover of silver. They seemed almost ready to burst with snowfall and blanket the land with white. Today the prey would be herded he would get to pick from the group and make for an easy kill. He had wondered if he should have asked another to accompany him but he figured he might as well scope out the herd before he decided to do that. They were in sight his mind already calculating the odds of each deer he laid his eyes upon. Finally he deduced it down between a short legged doe and a sickly stag. He nodded and started to head back to his pack land. His four legged form was rather elegant his head held high as he seemed to trot toward the South, he had no doubt in his mind that he would eat today.
His silver and white fur bounced with each step from behind he might look like a cheerful wolf but from his face he seemed rough almost deadly. His brow almost at a constant furrow, eyes ever watchful and focused, nothing could ever get by him was his mindset, the scars were the most intimidating feature about him. His body and face were adorned with them, mostly from bears and an occasional loner that dared breech the borders of his homeland. He was glad that part was past him, he had never approved of such hate. He had fallen in love with these lands from the many different breeds, cultures and creatures but he would never admit to that.
His ear twitched at a sound, he let out a warning bark letting whatever creature nearby would hear. He didn’t like sneaky creatures he would rather face anything head on if they dared to face him. He hoped it was nothing, maybe a squirrel dropping a nut taking advantage of the final days before snow. His ears listened carefully as his breathing seemed to grow silent, only the hints of white puffs gave away his vigilant nostrils seeking out the scent of another creature.
ooc: Light is in lupus form and so sorry for the wait.
Light was taking advantage of the cold day the sky was dark from the thick cover of silver. They seemed almost ready to burst with snowfall and blanket the land with white. Today the prey would be herded he would get to pick from the group and make for an easy kill. He had wondered if he should have asked another to accompany him but he figured he might as well scope out the herd before he decided to do that. They were in sight his mind already calculating the odds of each deer he laid his eyes upon. Finally he deduced it down between a short legged doe and a sickly stag. He nodded and started to head back to his pack land. His four legged form was rather elegant his head held high as he seemed to trot toward the South, he had no doubt in his mind that he would eat today.
His silver and white fur bounced with each step from behind he might look like a cheerful wolf but from his face he seemed rough almost deadly. His brow almost at a constant furrow, eyes ever watchful and focused, nothing could ever get by him was his mindset, the scars were the most intimidating feature about him. His body and face were adorned with them, mostly from bears and an occasional loner that dared breech the borders of his homeland. He was glad that part was past him, he had never approved of such hate. He had fallen in love with these lands from the many different breeds, cultures and creatures but he would never admit to that.
His ear twitched at a sound, he let out a warning bark letting whatever creature nearby would hear. He didn’t like sneaky creatures he would rather face anything head on if they dared to face him. He hoped it was nothing, maybe a squirrel dropping a nut taking advantage of the final days before snow. His ears listened carefully as his breathing seemed to grow silent, only the hints of white puffs gave away his vigilant nostrils seeking out the scent of another creature.