05-21-2012, 04:02 PM
The thick scent of spices wrapped around Amy's body. The horse huffed softly beside her, content with it's job. It hadn't been injured for a long time, obedient as it was. The sales had gone well, luckily. It was with new luxuries that Amy made the trip back to Anathema. Humming Amy stretched, deciding to take a break and ditch the wagon for a while. With a sharp click of her tongue Amy sent the wagon ahead, the horse knowing the route to take. It had taken some time, but it finally understood where Anathema was, and to return there. As soon as it was out of sight Amy pulled her clothes off. Shaking her body out Amy shifted into her lupine form. Not one she used often, but wanting a chance to relax without getting her clothes dirty meant using it.
She trotted along, simply taking in the scent of the various places. The scent of a pup grabbed her attention immediately. Amy stilled, sniffing curiously. She couldn't help herself. The pup was so young, only a month or so younger than what her pups should have been. A quiet growl came from her, angered that someone would let the pup wander when it needed protection and care. Perhaps if she killed it the parent would learn the lesson. Tail swinging behind her Amy trotted after the pup. Spotting the pup Amy watched dumbfounded as it proceeded to do the most stupid thing possible, chasing it's tail. With it snatched Amy laughed, tail wagging. She stepped out proudly, freezing as the scent reached her. Kiara. This was one of her pups!
Blind rage flooded through her. How dare that piece of trash have healthy pups that were doing so well when her own had died! It shouldn't have happened. She marched forwards, thinking about tearing it apart. Then she would leave it's bloody head at Kiara's borders. That would teach her a lesson. Jaws snapping forwards Amy paused. No. She had a better idea. Amy would take the pup, and raise him to hate his mother, to want to kill her. Laughing inside Amy laid down before the pup. Hello.
She trotted along, simply taking in the scent of the various places. The scent of a pup grabbed her attention immediately. Amy stilled, sniffing curiously. She couldn't help herself. The pup was so young, only a month or so younger than what her pups should have been. A quiet growl came from her, angered that someone would let the pup wander when it needed protection and care. Perhaps if she killed it the parent would learn the lesson. Tail swinging behind her Amy trotted after the pup. Spotting the pup Amy watched dumbfounded as it proceeded to do the most stupid thing possible, chasing it's tail. With it snatched Amy laughed, tail wagging. She stepped out proudly, freezing as the scent reached her. Kiara. This was one of her pups!
Blind rage flooded through her. How dare that piece of trash have healthy pups that were doing so well when her own had died! It shouldn't have happened. She marched forwards, thinking about tearing it apart. Then she would leave it's bloody head at Kiara's borders. That would teach her a lesson. Jaws snapping forwards Amy paused. No. She had a better idea. Amy would take the pup, and raise him to hate his mother, to want to kill her. Laughing inside Amy laid down before the pup. Hello.