Word Count :: 350
OOC: It definitely could lead to something interesting, and it's fun enough to play in the meantime. She's like a swooning schoolgirl. xD Sorry for the short-ish reply!
Ciara was profoundly glad for her thick pelt as her skin once again turned a reddish hue at his scolding. She knew that going after a buck on her own was foolish, especially given her size and inexperience, but Ciara was a wolf who often shot for the top without planning the route there. Her earth-coloured eyes directed themselves at her paws as she shifted uncomfortably, moving her weight from her rump to her front paws and then back again. His scrutiny was a little humbling, but she knew it was well placed. Augustus was a far more skilled wolf than she.
And he was so handsome. Her young wolf heart gave a strange patter as his golden eyes bored into hers, ears twitching at the gruff sound of his voice. He was so authoritative, so wise. When he barked his order for her to do as he said, she nodded, her tail wagging at the prospect of doing something to please the male with Ciara hardly noticing its movement. A strange feeling had begun to build in her chest as the Epsilon kept talking.
“I’ll do what you say, I promise, Augustus,” she said, her voice melodic and innocent in its softness. Her mind was wandering to images of them hunting side by side, taking down prey with skill and precision. She nearly swooned at the image of him bringing down a huge buck with his power alone. Her eyes had clouded a bit in her girlish, silly daydream, but they refocused mere seconds later. Fear crept up in her that he’d noticed, but she made herself relax. Augustus didn’t think of her like that, and wouldn’t suspect her. He had a female of his own, and the pack sister she hadn’t met was surely beautiful, strong, smart, talented…everything that Ciara wasn’t.
Her ears pinned back a bit, more out of self-consciousness than subservience to Augustus. She moved back a few paces, and waited for the male to lead her out of the den. Even if he didn’t think of her like that, and never would, the young subordinate could still enjoy this time with him and put it to good use.
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