[M] Back off I'll take you on, headstrong

Ciara O'Callahan · 02-27-2012, 02:10 PM

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OOC:: Apparently not wanting to write my thesis causes me to have a helluva lot of muse for 'Souls. xD Love the song for the title, by the way. Smile WC: 985

In Character

The day had taken a drastic turn, and with it Ciara’s emotions had changed as well. She had started off worried for the stranger, then angry at her trespassing. Why had she needed to come here? There were plenty of other packs around, plenty of other opportunities. Inferni might have received her more easily than New Dawn, a pack full of wolves with traditional values and an ingrained distrust for coyotes. From nurturing, to annoyed, to nurturing again had Ciara gone, posture changing as each new wolf came onto the scene. She had finally calmed down when Augustus had arrived, and then Shadow had to come and be so disrespectful. That had especially irritated the yearling, so she understood fully why the Epsilon’s fur was bristled, hackles raised and teeth gleaming in the dull winter sunlight. It caused her fur to stand on end as well.

At one point, Augustus’ demeanour might have scared her or made her uneasy. She remembered when she’d first joined the pack, and how nervous everyone had made her, especially the Epsilon. He’d been the first pack mate she’d met beside Zalen, and she had truly been scared of him then. The male was so much larger than her, larger than many of their pack mates, and he was normally gruff and stern in his ways. Ciara liked that about him. She liked how serious he was, and how diligent with his duties to the pack. The male always made a peculiar sensation run through her, and she knew that her girlish crush had evolved into something more. She was developing true feelings for her Epsilon, even if she was too shy to tell him – and the fact that it was far too early. He endlessly impressed her, and she knew that he would be a perfect mate if he were ever interested in her in the same way. He made a swift and powerful hunter, and she was still buzzing with pride that they’d been able to kill together. The yearling felt as though it had brought them closer, though she figured that he saw her as too young for him. As she watched him stalk along in the snow, fur bristling, a small part of her wanted to comfort his seething anger.

That anger was well placed, though, and she understood it. She walked at his flank, not making the situation awkward by shying away from him or distancing herself, but not pressing too close to him either. Her mind turned from the events of the morning and focused on the task at hand. Tawny paws dug into the ground, pushing the snow quietly as she walked across its patchy claim on the ground below them. Her tail was held straight out, and her nose dipped to the ground to pick up any scents of the cougar. Whenever Augustus spoke, she turned her head to him, brown and golden eyes narrowing during his explanation of Terra. A growl split from her lips, soft and dangerous at the same time, when the male mentioned about the coyote touching the pup. That made her fur bristle all over again. “She shouldn’t have returned, Augustus. She could have gone to Inferni. Your anger was justified,” she confirmed, giving a curt nod of her head.

When he turned to face away from her, she moved in and nudged her nose just behind his ear in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. She didn’t linger there, but moved her nose back to the ground to continue looking for the cougar’s scent. What they were now tasked with was far more important than the stupid coyote. Right now, Ciara honestly didn’t care if Terra lived or died. She could have lead the cougar directly to New Dawn, and the subordinate’s chief concern was the protection of the pack. It didn’t even faze her that she might die on this endeavour, but the thought of Augustus being harmed caused another low growl to form in her throat, rumbling in her chest. Even though the Epsilon was much larger and stronger than she, the girl – no, woman - would do her best to protect him as she knew he would for her.

She followed the Epsilon, still flanking him respectfully, along the trail until they came to the carcass. The scent of blood hit her nose full on, making her dizzy. There was not much left of the moose, and she was happy that the two had had their fill of deer a few days prior. Ciara wanted no distractions, even though the ripped apart and frozen moose was not the most appetizing sight, it was still meat. As she took in the scene and the smells, her ears perked forward, and she listened attentively for the tiniest of sounds. What came to her ears next was Augustus’ warning, and she listened with her full attention. Her eyes trailed over the salt-and-pepper male’s face as she spoke, for even now while they were working together she wasn’t going to disrespect him with direct eye contact. She bristled when he motioned towards the tuft of fur, leathery lips drawing back in a silent snarl. “No mercy,” she repeated, voice dripping with menace and determination.

This cougar would not harm the pack. They would take care of it, together, and Ciara fully planned to bring back a grizzly token of the beast to confirm its death to their Alpha. She tensed, prepared to follow any order that the Epsilon made, head turning and ears pricked. She’d proven herself to him as a good novice hunter, and now she would show him that while she was small, she could fiercely protect New Dawn as well. The cat could still be close, and would not likely leave her kill for too long. It could be on them any moment, and Ciara was prepared to defend her family.

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