05-05-2012, 02:15 PM
Tharin moved through the woods softly, working on not disturbing anyone that might be nearby. With dawn's light beginning to filter over the land, he knew exactly where to go to find the prey for the pack. Crouched low he searched the area, nose moving as he sorted through the scents that his nose brought him. Many weren't of any use for him, dismissing the smell of the plants, though he did take note of the heavy scent of rain in the air. It looked like it would be coming soon. He would have to move fast if he wanted to take down something before the rain hit.
The silver wolf's body crouched low to the ground, letting the red markings over his fur help him blend in with the ground. Peering through he grinned, noting the small herd of deer gathered at the lake to quench their thirst. They weren't yet as alert as they should be, relaxed with the calm silence early morning always brought with it. Tharin knew that he would be interrrupting it soon enough, waiting to pick out an appropriate prey. An injured deer with an old wound, perhaps the leg was broken, limped nearby. That one would be just right to take down.
The silver wolf's body crouched low to the ground, letting the red markings over his fur help him blend in with the ground. Peering through he grinned, noting the small herd of deer gathered at the lake to quench their thirst. They weren't yet as alert as they should be, relaxed with the calm silence early morning always brought with it. Tharin knew that he would be interrrupting it soon enough, waiting to pick out an appropriate prey. An injured deer with an old wound, perhaps the leg was broken, limped nearby. That one would be just right to take down.