01-01-2012, 02:41 PM
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The metallic hued wolfess had spent her day far from home. She'd finished tormenting the souls of Ichika and had left to pad back across the old lands to where once the pack she had been born into reigned long ago. She hadn't gone far into the land of ashes and snow, for she knew all that existed there and none of it was pretty. Her emerald orbs scanned the land as she realized that she should find prey to bring home to the younger feline that had taken to being part of her life. She sighed, knowing that he had probably went out to find his own meal but in the face that he didn't she wouldn't want to show up with nothing to show for the day.
Her silvery pelt slide though the old skeletons of the past silently. She was like the ghost that belonged to the lands, once she had been that ghost but those days were long behind her. Her mother and father had been weak, she would not follow in their paw prints. She would never be a cowardly leader that hid behind talks of peace and alliances. A pack should never need to form alliances to stay strong, their own numbers, warriors and trials should prove enough. She would prove that one day, but today she would hunt.
The sounds of a hare had caught her attention. The near silence of it's nibbling at the twigs of what last year had been new grow had been what had drawn her to it's location. The scent of the prey was sweet and young, the hare plump and tender still for the season had just begun. Her mouth was already watering as she quickly fell into a stalking crouch, her body poised, quivering with excitement as she sprang, her paws churning the ruined earth as she drove down upon the small creature. She was almost upon it before the prey had even realized it was in trouble. While it tried to run the woman used her large paws to send the rabbit cascading head over rump as she drove her fangs into it's soft plump body, snapping it's neck quickly, the cry of a dying rabbit being the only sound in the sinking silence once more.
The metallic hued wolfess had spent her day far from home. She'd finished tormenting the souls of Ichika and had left to pad back across the old lands to where once the pack she had been born into reigned long ago. She hadn't gone far into the land of ashes and snow, for she knew all that existed there and none of it was pretty. Her emerald orbs scanned the land as she realized that she should find prey to bring home to the younger feline that had taken to being part of her life. She sighed, knowing that he had probably went out to find his own meal but in the face that he didn't she wouldn't want to show up with nothing to show for the day.
Her silvery pelt slide though the old skeletons of the past silently. She was like the ghost that belonged to the lands, once she had been that ghost but those days were long behind her. Her mother and father had been weak, she would not follow in their paw prints. She would never be a cowardly leader that hid behind talks of peace and alliances. A pack should never need to form alliances to stay strong, their own numbers, warriors and trials should prove enough. She would prove that one day, but today she would hunt.
The sounds of a hare had caught her attention. The near silence of it's nibbling at the twigs of what last year had been new grow had been what had drawn her to it's location. The scent of the prey was sweet and young, the hare plump and tender still for the season had just begun. Her mouth was already watering as she quickly fell into a stalking crouch, her body poised, quivering with excitement as she sprang, her paws churning the ruined earth as she drove down upon the small creature. She was almost upon it before the prey had even realized it was in trouble. While it tried to run the woman used her large paws to send the rabbit cascading head over rump as she drove her fangs into it's soft plump body, snapping it's neck quickly, the cry of a dying rabbit being the only sound in the sinking silence once more.