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

Augustus · 02-28-2012, 10:27 AM

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ooc haha, thanks I thought it was a perfect fit. Okay, so I've been informed that the cougar is injured. It has two stomach lacerations, bleeding, exposing some critical tissue, and its front left paw is injured, but strong enough to hold weight. We should see it in the next couple posts WC: 835

Augustus

His body shivered unexpectedly at the sound of her growl, soft as thunder. An ear rimmed in black turned back to her then and his head followed. But she was not growling at him, he saw, she was concerned herself about Terra’s trespass, and her betrayal. Her confirmation solidified his feelings, and he no longer felt so ashamed for losing his cool in front of her. She was made of far stronger stuff than he ever could have thought. She did not shy away from him, did not hide behind a mask of complacency, and when she agreed it was because she believed it herself. “Yes,” was all he said, though he wanted to say more. Tell her how much her opinion meant to him, tell her…but he didn’t. This was not the time, not the place. Her nose in his fur made him flinch at first, but then he leaned into it. A whine was on his lips, but he did not let it pass, instead he turned to the task at hand.

The clearing was just as he expected it to be, bloodstained the ground and melted the thin covering of snow, the moose was in a stage of decay, marked by canine and feline teeth. He turned his nose up at it. He was the hunter after all, and would rather his pack feed on fresh meat. He never knew how the coyote could each such rancid fare, but she was no wolf, it was in her blood. He had no more thoughts on the matter and picked through the remains, his nose twitching wildly to pick up anything else besides the irony tang of congealing blood. Her echoing bloodlust had a whisper of a grin reaching the very corners of his mouth, but it was nothing more than a twitch. That he would enjoy this he did not doubt. From the blood he knew the cat was injured. Whether it was Terra’s work, or it had been already injured he didn’t know, although doubted the girl could do too much damage. He sought to do more.

Augustus was thinking of Shadow, he’d held the ugly brute’s face in his mind just for this moment, the showdown with the cougar would have to satisfy his bloodlust for now, but back in the den…That was when it would really begin. He’d give the brute one last chance to submit to him, or be condemned. It was not right for a new subordinate to disregard the pack hierarchy. Augustus would not be spat on to his face, the only reason he had turned his back was because his pack was his family they mattered more than one brute’s insubordination. He was a senior member, a founding member, and the very first of his brothers to ascend to a higher rank, he would not let that fact be forgotten. It was not pride or an abuse of power, he truly felt justified that he was denied the very respect that he had worked so long and hard to achieve. It didn’t sit right with him, not with how he was raised. He remembered his father, how he would snap and snarl if he so much as saw his son looking at him. It was simply not the way of things. “That brute will bow to me.” He snarled to himself as he picked through the blood soaked clearing trying to decipher cougar blood from Terra’s. He gave a passing glance in Ciara’s direction, worried for a moment that she might have heard, but shrugged. He didn’t really care. It had been plain for all of them to see. He was reminded of her own posture, her expressions. Yes, he’d been watching her every now and then, gauging how it was she saw the situation. He was grateful for her support. “I would have dealt with him then and there, but it just wasn’t the time…at least one of us understood that. Zalen will see him for what he is.” He said aloud, no longer caring to cover up his words. His ear twitched and he set back to his work, looking about with a stare far too intense for tracking.

“Ciara.” he started, pausing in his investigation. “If it had been up to you, what would you have done with her?” He asked, referring to Terra. He was hoping for a voice of reason in all this chaos, as he was unable to think straight. His mind wandered from Shadow, to Terra, to his duty, and the cougar along with it. He waited for her response before finally picking up on another blood trail, and this time it was not Terra’s. Her trail had lead them here, but this one moved away from the scene, altogether. He nodded towards it and lowered into a crouch, pursuing it carefully, knowing full well where it would end. “It’s injured,” he whispered, his voice hoarse from his snarls and anger. “That will make this easy for us…well, easier….”

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