03-15-2012, 12:06 AM
As the days had gone by and hours had passed, Fayne had grew weary. She had been left by her older sibling to fend for herself and the rest of her brothers and sisters with no more than some simple guidelines and little training. It was her who had took initiative, she fed her siblings and kept them out of the harms way for these past months. It was her who warded off unwanted enemies and taught what she had taught herself to her siblings. She could not resist the urge to hate Ezreal for leaving them behind without a single word goodbye. But, on the other side of things Ezreal was going through the same thing she had been and taking care of all of them at the same time. So, she buried her hate deep inside and saved it for a later date. What she had to worry about now, was finding them a pack that would take them in and keep them safe until she was strong enough to find her family. She knew that day would come when she would be reunited with those she missed so intensely.
Fayne had left her family for a hunt on her own, she was skilled enough to need no assistance when hunting small game. Fayne weaved through the trees keeping her ears pointed forward and her eyes ahead of her. She was searching for a target. A few minutes passed and a breeze blew towards her two very different scents. One was of a deer and the scent of fresh blood, delicious. The other was of a Luperci...that was not a scent she took lightly. The fur on her back erected and her jaws formed a horrific snarl. Her whole body lowered itself in a defensive stance, she couldn't help it after what she's been through. She slowed her speed thinking about if she should even bother approaching this stranger. A deer...already killed and ready for the taking. It was so tempting. She hadn't caught something that large in ages, too fearful to pull together a group hunt. She couldn't resist, no matter the harm that might come to her, she had to feed her family.
Fayne kept moving at a steady slow pace with the same stance. She weaved through bushes as quietly as she could trying to be as stealthy as possible. She was getting closer, she could now hear the gentle footsteps of the wolf and the dragging of the freshly killed deer. Over the bushes Fayne could see her now, a female Luperci, a scrawny reddish brown wolf. Fayne couldn't help but laugh a little, she was a tiny wolf. Fayne was much larger than than her, giving her the impression that she could probably just pounce and easily take her down. But she wasn't that reckless. Fayne would follow this wolf for a while and see where she was taking her kill, maybe it would be less risky to take her down in the middle of a meal. So, she waited for this wanderer to continue on her path.
Fayne had left her family for a hunt on her own, she was skilled enough to need no assistance when hunting small game. Fayne weaved through the trees keeping her ears pointed forward and her eyes ahead of her. She was searching for a target. A few minutes passed and a breeze blew towards her two very different scents. One was of a deer and the scent of fresh blood, delicious. The other was of a Luperci...that was not a scent she took lightly. The fur on her back erected and her jaws formed a horrific snarl. Her whole body lowered itself in a defensive stance, she couldn't help it after what she's been through. She slowed her speed thinking about if she should even bother approaching this stranger. A deer...already killed and ready for the taking. It was so tempting. She hadn't caught something that large in ages, too fearful to pull together a group hunt. She couldn't resist, no matter the harm that might come to her, she had to feed her family.
Fayne kept moving at a steady slow pace with the same stance. She weaved through bushes as quietly as she could trying to be as stealthy as possible. She was getting closer, she could now hear the gentle footsteps of the wolf and the dragging of the freshly killed deer. Over the bushes Fayne could see her now, a female Luperci, a scrawny reddish brown wolf. Fayne couldn't help but laugh a little, she was a tiny wolf. Fayne was much larger than than her, giving her the impression that she could probably just pounce and easily take her down. But she wasn't that reckless. Fayne would follow this wolf for a while and see where she was taking her kill, maybe it would be less risky to take her down in the middle of a meal. So, she waited for this wanderer to continue on her path.