Terra had been rather enjoying herself this morning. She'd practiced sneaking around in her optime form, not that it had worked well. The instincts were still there, but Terra would try and aim the huge body through impossibly small gaps and cling to almost nonexistent shadows. It worked in lupus form, but in optime she couldn't be more obvious if she was singing while doing it. Some progress had been made though, as Terra had managed to find a nice hidden path she could use in optime form. True she wasn't relying on her own skill when using it, but it got her used to actually using stealth in that form.
Now she moved along in her secui form, testing the limits. Terra had used it a couple times before, just enough to realize she had too much power. While Terra could move without rustling a leaf in this form, she could easily break something without meaning to. Terra had almost lost a deer from tearing off it's leg in this form, and had thrown herself too far in one jump. Terra concentrated on moving with more care this time, jumping and slashing with a delicateness she usually lacked. She actually looked quite silly moving that way, like a giant monster taking up ballet. It was working though, and Terra was learning to gauge how much effort she put into things.
Terra sniffed the air, smelling another canine. Jovially Terra galloped forward, expecting another pack member. She let out a loud howl in greeting, ignoring it's broken form. Bursting into a clearing with a cabin in it Terra slowed down. A young pup stood there, obviously confused about where it was. Terra took another whiff, puzzled. As far as she knew there weren't any pups that age in the pack. Her hackles partly raised as she realized it wasn't a pack member. Terra wouldn't hurt the girl though. She was just a pup. Terra could forgive the trespassing. Besides, it wasn't in her nature to be as territorial as a full blooded wolf. She was much more welcoming towards strangers than the others.
Hello. What brings you here? I'm Terra. Terra moved forwards, forgetting her bulky form. Gently she sniffed the pup. She could tell the pup hadn't eaten in a while, a wanderer much like she had been for most of her life. Sympathy wouldn't be welcomed for someone who came from a world where each day was a life and death struggle. Pity was for the weak, as Terra knew too well. The only reason to help the weak would be if you could gain something from them. You do understand you're on pack territory.
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