The two hares Itheral was stalking were none the wiser to the fat wolf slowly stalking them. It had been almost thirty minutes now, but finally the slow paced chase seemed at an end. Having been on such a long stroll, the wolf hadn't much felt like a sprint through the woods, so had instead opted for practicing his sneaking when he'd spotted the two tasy looking meals. Of course, every time he'd gotten within striking distance, the little bastards decided to move just a few steps ahead, forcing Itheral to sneak about a bit more. Now, though, he wasn't going to let them get away. Licking his chops, the wolf raised his rump slightly, getting ready to leap forward. Legs tensed....
Then one of the hares shot off to the side, impaled by an arrow. For a split second, the remaining hare and Itheral both wore the same confused expression, until a second arrow flew past and snagged the second. Almost immediately, a female luperci sprinted forward, finishing off the two struggling creatures. Looking from a short distance, eyes on the female, Itheral couldn't decide whether he was pissed or awestruck. She was very pretty, at least from what he'd seen from a distance, but those were 'totally' his rabbits. He'd called dibs on them and everything! Alas, his stomach lost out to another vital organ, and the large wolf trotted out of the foliage he'd been hiding in, careful not to approach her too quickly.
"Hey there...what brings a pretty thing like yourself around these parts?" Itheral called out, trying to sound suave but failing miserably. If they could, the small birds that were watching the scene would have sighed in exasperation. Walking slowly, trying to make himself look large and buff, the overweight wolf only drew attention to his sizable gut and backside. Perhaps Itheral hoped the luperci had bad eyesight?
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