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Teme Lupus is by Alaine!

The remark from Eclipse only caused a snicker from the boy- it seemed to be a standard response to most, as if he found everyone and everything amusing. His white tipped tail flashed back and forward however, a sign that he was not mocking her. While he had no reason to respect his cousin per say- Temeraire was a firm believer in being true to his own emotions and not going along with the normal response to meeting another- he knew that she was not an arrogant or spiteful creature at heart and there was therefore cause to like his older cousin. He refrained from answering her boasting words, instead he wore only a crooked grin as they pressed forward.


Their silence mirrored one another as she came to a stop and began to prepare her bow. Unfazed by most things, Temeraire moved closer and looked over his cousins shoulder, absorbing everything that she was doing. Stringing the bow seemed to require some effort, but when the knotted string slotted into the small slit in the wood, the bow resembled something far more useful. He watched as Eclipse tested the strength, drawing the string back once or twice before grabbing her arrows. It was on now. However, instead of allowing Temeraire to take the bow, as he assumed she would have done, as this was a lesson, she began to ghost forward, blue eyes intent on the herd. He had no choice but to follow behind.


She seemed to make her target and for a moment Temeraire considered asking her what her plan was, before the arrow loosed and struck the elk on the rump. Subconsciously he winced- it was a poor shot and it would mean the pelt would be broken. As if realising her mistake, Eclipse was quick to release another arrow, but the male was already in movement. The elk was crying out in pain and it wasn't fair to subject it to a slow bleed-out. He still wasn't sure where the second arrow had hit, but he heard Eclipse running behind him and was grateful she understood that the shot hadn't been adequate. Without a thought for his cousin, he leapt up into a low-hanging branch of a tree, launching himself on all fours (still in his optime form) through the branches. He was able to cover more distance from here and within a few moments, he was swinging alongside the deer.

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