Such a voice could only be found from deep within. It rose with a thunderous rumble, surprising the shewolf’s own ears. As it evened and leveled into her natural swooning low, she held her exhale as long as her lungs would allow. When she as out of air she began to inhale another bellowing gust, but falter her efforts to open her ears. The night was quiet, but only for a few moments. Their steps road their own breeze, traveling quickly and struggling in the trap her ears created.
Her heart jumped, almost sending her mind out of its focus, as she scented her mate in the air. The large alabaster fey was the first to arrive, her green eyes peering in the night’s shadow and her pelt casting off any darkness that threatened to surround her. The small female let her tail swing back and forth, showing the other that she was pleased, as always, to see her.
“Hey love.” Her voice was sweet but tired.
It wasn't long until more paw falls came to her ears, and their bodies arrived with only a few more moments of patients. Savina, Jazper and the white furred male she guessed was Kansas all answered her call. A smile fell easily on her features as they surrounded her, each face asking and wondering and each eager to join her. Blue eyes scanned over them, knowing that they were ready, and with no others approaching her patients left her.
“White tail, if it suits you.” Answering Jazper’s question. She didn’t let him or any other answer, her body stepping away from her reason leashed mind and taking charge. Her paws trotted into the circle a few steps, before turning to Nani. She knew that it wasn’t her place to lead them, and her ears fell back a notch while her tail fell from its curled position over her back. It was a pleading gesture, hoping that there would be no retribution needed for her forward actions.
Unable to hold back she took to the chase. They wouldn't have to run far, and staying down wind would keep them from spooking their quarry prematurely. |