Late, Gus is late >.<
Lifeless was the creature that hung from the behemoth's jaws. Blood stained his peppered white face. It was rare that he found the time to hunt these days, and his prey was meager. He'd happened upon this one by chance, frightening it out of its hole. It had been over so swiftly after that as yellow eyes quickly darted after the sudden movement, and four paws carried him over the ground in a lengthy leap. Jaws snapped, bones broke, and the essence of life quickly dimmed in its eyes. He'd been in the middle of a patrol and now stood conflicted on whether to feast on his prize or resume his duties. It wasn't long ,as he trotted along that invisible line, that the decision had been made for him.
Voices caused his charcoal lined ears to shift, erect on his skull. He took in their scents, two canines male and female. One he knew immediately, Kiara. His brows furrowed. That wasn't a good sign. The other scent was foreign to him, there was nothing familiar about it-- this boded ill. With a feral growl he tore into the ground, digging fervishly a pit to bequeath his treasure. Hastily he covered up the hare with the dirt he'd worked loose and he was running. Like shadows on the frigid tundra his pelt was his greatest disadvantage in the warm months, but winter was coming- his season.
The steady rhythmic beating of his paws on the ground carried him swiftly until the white of Kiara's pelt guided him like a beacon. He pressed himself harder, ears thrown forward with sound of her snarl. He didn't stop until he was at her side, ears erect and tail straight from his spine. He stood immediately next to the woman, his side brushing against hers in reassurance. The tension in her body soon seeped into his, causing his pelt to bristle and his body to become stiff. He glared at the golden male with a scrutinizing yellow gaze, muzzle wrinkled just enough to show his displeasure. "Who is this, sister?" asked the behemoth in his low, rough tones, never letting his eyes stray from the stranger's face. "and why is he here." His words were left for Kiara to answer, he could care less for the claims of an outsider. It was his sister he would trust.
Table by the Mentors!
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