Where the wild things are
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Word Count :: 373 OOC: Jiva is in Lupus form and if you want you can use your imagination on what he tripped on, or it could just be a root. He can also be within sight of your guy.


Jiva had been making small excursions away from the pack, making sure not to go too far away. No he loved his pack, but with things going the way they were, he knew he had to find a way to sort them out and to do that was to be away from his family and figure it out. His worries tended to ebb away the further he got from his home. He was soon stalking invisible prey, as the normal prey was still in its sleepy state. Tobias flew high above Jiva, keeping an eye on the boy as he moved through the lands. It was a brisk day, though Jiva kind of liked it. He was made for cool to freezing weather and he took advantage of it often. He had been able to find some sap to stand his hair straight earlier that week. He liked it the way it was now though he would eventually wash it again and have to redo it, but he didn’t have the natural fur of his father or sister, which he envied. He wished he could be much like his father, though they looked so different. He looked more like his mother, not that was a bad thing though.

Jiva had been jogging through the early morning when he spotted something in his sights. Tobias revealed his suspicions by doing what he did best, circle overhead to tell the boy that there was something about. Jiva grinned and started the hunt. He bent low, though with the use of most of his muscles. His eyes trained on the rabbit that was before him. It had been an early riser, though soon it was going to be Jiva and Tobias’ breakfast. Taking his chance he sprinted after the rabbit and it bolted. Jiva ran as fast as he could to catch up to the animal. It may be fast but Jiva was faster. His eyes trained on it, and then he fell face first in the dirt, the rabbit rushing into brush. Jiva had tripped over something that his eyes and mind didn’t seem to register around him. He groaned more out of unhappiness for letting the rabbit get away than anything else.

ONE LAST KISS, BEFORE I GO. DRY YOUR TEARS, IT IS TIME TO LET YOU GO

Image courtesy of Ed Gaillard

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