12-26-2008, 07:32 PM
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 Damwoods; Firefly. Dated December 27th.  For the past several weeks, Aurèle had lived in the guise of a regular lupine. No one knew who she was; save her sister, of course, but she hadn’t made a point to find her since their last meeting. Aurèle was more then aware she had said too much. The less her sister knew the better. What had happened the day of the fire deserved to vanish in smoke. She was going to take care of it, as she had been taking care of things for years. Even though she had bullied all of her siblings, she defended them fiercely. It was her right alone to act the way she did towards those other children, and therefore, anyone else doing so was a threat. Moving at an easy lope, she followed a deer trail and cut through the thicker parts of the snow. Her body was still lean, though she was far from gaunt. She was nowhere close to a healthy weight, but it came with living alone during the hardest season of the year. This was not to say she did not like the snow, or even winter; merely that Aurèle, as all beasts, felt the strain. A movement to her right caused the pale female to freeze instantly. It was dark, but her eyes caught what little light there was and betrayed the beast. Possum; the scent gave that away. With slow precision, she moved, closing the distance between them. As expected, it feigned death. As putrid as the scent was, Aurèle knew she needed to eat. She struck swiftly, snapping its neck. Though the ten pounds she managed to swallow wasn’t a lot, it was enough. Aurèle cleaned her face in the snow, shook off what had settled on her coat, and returned to the deer path. |