Lessons to Learn

Ciara O'Callahan · 02-14-2012, 02:01 PM

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OOC:: No worries! WC: 340

In Character

Ciara could feel the male’s eyes on her and knew her behaviour must be confusing to him. She shook herself once, than followed him out of the den, resolving to act in a business-like matter. There were more important things at hand than the girlish crush she had on him, she reminded herself, once again reaffirming the knowledge that the male had a mate already, or at least would have one soon. Her paws dug into the dirt as she followed him to the riverbank, sitting on her haunches while she waited for him to drink.

She’d taken her fill of water for the morning, having wanted to be prepared before she woke the Epsilon. She imagined that waking him up, and then taking god knows how long for trivial needs would only serve to annoy the male. When Augustus turned to her again, she flattened her ears as was customary and allowed her head to be nudged down, letting a happy whine of thanks leave her. She was very glad that he was going to teach her how to hunt.

When the Epsilon’s white fur meshed with her own mottled pelt, the yearling leaned into the embrace, instinctually knowing that this was part of the hunting ritual. Rubbing like this served to remind the wolves that they were a unit, and to ensure that they were in sync with one another. As the male’s tongue rubbed against the fur between her ears, Ciara tucked her tail between her legs to acknowledge his dominance over her, and her place as student.

“I last saw him to the east,” she said, nodding in the direction that would lead them to the shoreline. “He seems to stick close to the shore, before coming more inland to join his herd.” The subordinate didn’t know that she was talking of the same herd the Epsilon had been tracking himself. With eager, earth-coloured eyes, the yearling lifted her head slightly and stood again, tail moving from its submissive position to wag excitedly, just below half-mast.

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