12-20-2008, 05:04 AM
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The morning dawned, a cold, crisp pearl gray followed by a flurry of snow. But at least it wasn't raining. The Chief Sergeant found that snow was much more pleasant than rain, if only for the fact that it fell far more quietly than the latter. Although it was early morning and cold, Geneva had been up before the sun. She found it easy to begin her days early, before her other pack members were usually awake. It had not always been her habit to be an early riser, but she felt that when she slept in that half the day had escaped her. Today was she looking forward to a productive day. She had checked the stores in the kitchen earlier and found them low. Not surprising, though. Crimson Dreams was a fairly sizable pack, and on top of that, it was supporting four growing pups. She smiled at the thought of Naniko and Anu's children. She had grown especially close with Haven and Salem over the last few weeks. This morning she planned on replenishing as much of the stores as possible. She padded away from Haven Mansion, this morning in her four-legged lupine form. Geneva was a small-boned wolfess, her build very lithe and child-like. She had been the runt of her litter and had never grown to quite normal size. She was still quite thin, although not alarmingly frail as she had been when she had first arrived at Crimson Dreams. Small as she was, she was not the world's best huntress. Not even by a long shot. But what she lacked in size and weight, she made up for in speed and determination. She had spent countless hours over the last few weeks in this Valley, becoming familiar with the prey that frequented it. Now she no longer just brought mice home. She had been able to catch quite a few rabbits, and not just the sickly, small, and slow ones either. A small herd of deer loped through the field probably five hundred yards in front of her. She watched them wistfully. She'd never, in a million years, ever be able to take one down on her own. |