04-22-2009, 04:35 PM
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| http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... /raven.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom; border:1px solid black;"> i'll take that a sa yes!  Word Count: 490 The other seemed scared as he backed further and further away for each movement Dawali made, hands raised to cover his face. By now the red wolf was no longer surprised at his own anger - he was more surprised at how this wolf was still alive. He had eaten - or at least bitten - a puppy very recently, and looking at his scars it was obvious that he had also been in a fight not long ago. It was very likely that the two events happened at the same time, or at least because of each other in some way. Why hadn't they killed the brute? This one standing in front of him was certainly strong, he was large and bulky, but he wasn't exactly near the top of the list over smart creatures Dawali'd met thus far in life, far from it. There were only a handful - if that - other crimes that could provoke similar or stronger feelings of disgust in the sub-leader, and those also came to mind as he circled the other male, demanding an answer. Brennt replied in the same blunt way as he had before, as if he was some stubborn child playing a game, or (which was most likely the case here) as if he didn't completely understand how to interact. Nevertheless, as he finally turned and ran from Dawali, with a sentence vaguely admitting his sin, although not answering any of his questions, the red wolf let loose a loud sound - something between a loud growl and a bark - and put his hands to the knife on his belt. He would - if he got a hold of him - hurt him. To ensure he would never come back. If he ever came back, he would taste the consequences. Entering full sprint, the male was a blur of red energy as he set after the male. An eagle figure came soaring out of nowhere, as Gvihita made her existence clear to anyone around. In his mind Dawali could feel her reek of contempt - for once she supported his emotion. It took him a second before he realized she was in her full form, visible to all, audible to all. The bird flew ahead of the running loner, and dived down with her talons outstretched - an aggressive call following her form and echoing through the sky. A yard before impact she deftly turned away and sped upwards - only to dive at Brennt again. It was her way of showing her disapproval of his presence, and she would continue - relentlessly - until he was far enough away. |