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It had been a couple days since Terra had ventured out of her pack. Still slightly sore from her last encounter, she made sure to keep near the pack this time. She didn't want any trouble. Well, at least not until she was able to handle it. After all, she was a trouble maker through and through. Nothing stopped that. No matter how many injuries she got, and how many people ended up wanting her skinned, Terra would continue making mischief.


Grinning Terra leaned down. Her target was in sight, a large fluffy rabbit. The hunting lesson had been rather useful, really upping her chances at catching stuff. Before it had been all guess work, since no one had taught her. Now though, the prey would fear her. Silently she leaped, hitting the rabbit on it's back. The rabbit tried to bolt, but it didn't manage to go anywhere before her sharp teeth snapped it's neck. Lifting her head she let out a lilting howl, telling the world of her success.

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OOC: Chicka is pronounced "chick-aah", not cheeka. Fun fact. 8D

Leon had been stalking the same rabbit as the unknown female and he had no idea she was even there until she pounced on his meal. He let out a loud, irritated and disgruntled growl-snarl, coming out from his spot in frustration, dagger clamped tightly in his fist. He then knew he probably looked like he was going to attack her, so he huffed and puffed and put the dagger back into the sheath on his thigh. "You people are gonna starve me!" he said loudly, only nearing her by a couple more feet but leaving a couple yards between the two of them. "Yer lucky yer so g'damn pretty, chicka." He crossed his arms across his chest and tilted his head at her, his tail corkscrewing into a curl behind him.


The stranger really was a pretty thing. He loved browns like that, and long hair. And red hair. She definitely had a natural wolf look to her. "Where can I find more shit to eat?" he asked gruffly, taking a hand and running it easily through his fluffy silver locks as he calmed himself down from his frustration and hunger. He'd lost a few pounds the last couple weeks. He desperately needed a meal, but he was not a good hunter yet, and when he did manage to catch something, it was normally a bird or rabbit and only large enough for Trigger to make a decent meal out of. Damn, he was hungry.

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Terra startled as a wolf burst out of the clearing. Quick as a whip she twisted around to the other side, keeping the rabbit between her and the stranger. After a few moments he seemed to calm down though, and Terra's hackles relaxed. She cocked her head at his words, and grinned. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. Partly because when she was with a pack, she was too young. Partly because when she was old enough, Terra was living on her own.


Straightening up Terra smiled, her tail wagging behind her. Here handsome, you can have the rabbit. I'm not desperate. Terra was hungry, but the couple months she'd spent in the pack had put some padding on her. She was no longer skin and bones, though the lean look would never go away entirely. It was in her build. Even if she grew fat Terra would probably only appear as plump, since there was very little room for fat to cling to.


She rather liked this dark wolf, despite his loud manners. His fur was a gorgeous black shade, and she could see the muscles on his body. It was a shame that he didn't eat well, but that was the price one paid to live on their own. It wasn't long ago that Terra had shared that same lean look.

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Leon had turned his attention to the other side of the clearing, sighing again. He needed to get better at hunting... hell if he could do that if he couldn't find much to hunt or catch much to begin with. He was half way in a step back to turn away when the young girl spoke, causing him to sharply turn his attention back to her and stand still. She was giving him the rabbit? If he had no pride and dignity, he would've taken it without a second thought, but since he was too manly to take someone else's hard earned kill, he shook his head and waved at her gently. "Nah, thanks though. I can catch something later," he said with a shrug, sticking four of his fingers up to the knuckles into a pocket and putting his weight on that leg.


After the fit he'd just pitched, you'd think he'd take the generous offer. It also had something to do with her being a pretty female; he might've taken it a little more easily from a guy. He was more secure in his masculinity around males. Around girls, however, he didn't want to look weak in any way. At least not badly weak. "Is there anythin' other than fuckin' rats around here?" Yeah, not very polite. He was rather coarse with either gender, he was just more overall polite to those of the feminine persuasion. Obviously he was a very social creature who had social skills up the ass and back. "If there are, y'think you and yer pretty self could help me hunt it?" He tilted his head to the side coyly, giving her a confident smirk.

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Terra shook her head as the wolf turned down her generous offer. If she'd been in his position she would have wolfed down the rabbit without a second thought. It seemed he was more determined to get his own game though. Shrugging she bent down and began tearing into the rabbit. When he spoke again Terra's ears pricked up. She loved hunting in groups, even if she didn't do it often.


Wagging her tail she met the stranger's gaze. There's a herd of deer nearby. If we team up we could probably take one down. She tried to keep the eagerness out of her voice, and managed to fail completely. Not only was he shooting compliments at her when she'd never had them before, he wanted to hunt with her. Her! The straggly little girl who had just learned how to hunt a couple weeks ago, despite her age.

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This strange girl seemed like a sweetheart, and it was really Leon's pleasure to be associating with her at the moment. Even when she not-so-cutely ripped into the rabbit to eat. At least she didn't seem bothered or offended by Leon turning down her kind offer; she had been right, though, he was determined to catch himself something. God knows, the sound of deer made him drool. He licked his chops after turning his face away, a little ashamed at how hungry he was. The girl's enthusiastic answer made him smirk when he looked back at her and he gave her a nod. "We should do that. It'd be a better meal than a damn rabbit any day." God knows he was sick of surviving on rabbit.


Leon was ready to maybe embarrass himself in front of the girl during a hunt, but he was willing to take the chance for some nice, fresh venison. He was salivating again and nearly drooled on himself before he caught himself and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "C'mon, leave that scrap. Let's get some deer." he said encouragingly, giving her a cocky smirk and a wink; he would've turned to lead them toward the deer, but... he had no idea where the herd was. She seemed to know, though.

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Ears cocked forward Terra glanced down as he sent a wink her way. She didn't really know how to respond to it, a low pleasing whine coming from her throat. Surprised by her own reaction Terra lifted her head up. That couldn't have been her making that noise! It was too weak, too pleasing. It was like she wanted something from the male, though she couldn't imagine what.


Briskly, trying to wipe away what she'd done, Terra trotted towards the deer herd. She kept her ears and tail high, desperately trying not to show her discomfort. How was she supposed to deal with this stranger, this male with his coy words and cunning attitude? She peeked behind her, taking a quick glance at him before whipping back around. This was not happening. Not to her.


Terra stopped at the edge of the herd. She was still in the shade, just out of sight. The snow did her no favors here, her bright coat sticking out like a sore thumb. She turned and glanced back at the male before ducking her head back down. Who do you want to have drive the deer? That was her idea of a deer hunt. The deer would be lured towards the other canine, and together they'd take it down.

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Leon could tell he was beginning to get to the young girl with his flirting, but he didn't push it or get perverted or anything. He was staying on a steady line of sweeping her off her feet and could only grin at the sound she emitted at his suave wink. She was good at stroking his ego as he was making her uncomfortable; she'd obviously not had this kind of attention before. God knows why, she was a gorgeous, precious little thing with a sweet personality. He was surprised she wasn't being courted, actually. She wiped her mouth and then began heading toward the deer and Leon took his hand from his pocket and followed her easily.


He was comforted by the fact that she was pretty, feminine, cute and was shorter than him. He might not have been so attracted to her(shallowly, of course) had she been taller than him. She lead him to an opening where snow covered the ground and there was a small herd of deer grazing on the grass below the snow; both of them stuck out badly, but Leon blended perfectly with the shadows the trees and bushes cast. "You can. Circle around behind the herd and drive 'em toward me. Once I grab one y'can help me kill it." He was salivating at the thought already and licked his lips, his eyes looking toward the deer with a hungry, predatory look. "Can y'do that, hon?" he looked back at her with a charming, encouraging smirk. He had faith; this would be a good hunting lesson for the both of them.

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The black wolf had taken her aback, but she attempted to smile at him. It was a soft smile, rather hesitant. It was very different from her usual mischievous grin. Eager to put some distance between them and clear her head she stepped away. Seamlessly she slid into her secui form. Her hair retracted, shortening into the thick mane around her neck. Bulk was added as her body widened, growing stronger. Her shift complete Terra stepped away and slunk into the woods.


In contrary to the shy movements she'd shown the male, Terra's movements were now smooth and powerful. Confidence radiated from her as she did what she did best, sneaking around. Despite her large form and bright coat Terra moved without notice through the woods. She positioned herself behind the herd, picking out an old deer with a sagging head. It was a doe, which meant no flashing antlers to watch out for.


Terra bounded out, and snapped at the old deer's hooves. Startled by her silent entrance the deer whirled, trying to escape. The rest of the herd panicked as well, unable to locate the source. Cleanly she cut the deer away and drove it towards the black wolf. Relentlessly she tore at it's legs. It was dripping with blood before it even reached him.

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He continued to smirk at her until she moved away, the further she got the more confidence she regained. She shifted into her secui form and so did Leon after slipping his clothes off(as he didn't want to rip or ruin anything); suddenly his form had a lot more bulk than he did in his optime form and he appeared to be a bearish powerhouse. Once Terra was circling around the herd, he was drooling feverishly, the drops and strings melting the snow under where his head was. He watched with cat-like eyes and observance and his curled tail lashed from side to side; his heart began to pound and his muscles twitched with the anticipation. He was more than thankful for coming across this girl, otherwise he'd not have a shot in hell of catching a deer. Or he would, but he felt much better having a partner to hunt with.


The blur of browns and auburn shot out into the opening, causing instantaneous panic within the deer herd. He heard the snapping of her jaws at the old doe's ankles and the poor old startled thing let out a hoarse deer call as she drew near to the bulky tank waiting for her in the shadows. When he was a couple yards from the brush, he leapt out from his hiding spot with a loud, gruff snarl and clamped down hard on whatever he could with his extremely sharp and long fangs; he so happened to catch her face and she attempted to buck up, kicking him with her hooves and knees before he easily knocked her down. He placed a huge paw on her shoulder to keep her still, keeping his grip on her skull and tightened it, causing a sickening grip. He looked at Terra, letting her know to hold down the hindquarters so he could quickly end the suffering beast's life. Then the two of them could feast.

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Terra watched the doe thrash under the wolf's powerful jaws. The hooves slashed at him, and Terra darted in. She wouldn't let her new -friend?- get crushed. Her own powerful teeth tore through the flank, making the hind leg useless. She continued to tear, ignoring the splashes of blood. At one point she nipped under, tearing open the stomach. For the most part though, she stood clear and in the back, making sure the male wasn't too damaged as the skull was crushed.


There was a final crunch, and the deer stopped struggling. They had brought it down. Whining happily Terra bounced over, tail wagging. She began licking at his face, clearing the blood and the like away. They'd brought down a deer. It wasn't in the way she'd expected, but they'd done well all the same. Catching herself Terra stepped away, embarrassed yet again. ...good hunt... Not able to think of more to say Terra tore off a leg and dragged it a little ways off. She'd leave the better parts for him. He needed the food more than her.

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The hunt was ended as swiftly as it started and Leon knew it was probably beginner's luck for the both of them that it went this well. His chest was scraped up a bit from the sharp hooves, but otherwise he was unscathed and the blood from the deer's crushed skull seeped tantalizingly into his mouth. He dropped the head and swiftly licked his chops before he was met with happy licks from the female. She caused him to chuckle deeply, licking her face and managing to clean some of the blood off her cheek before she awkwardly stepped back and toned down her happiness for no reason. She was such a girl! It was adorable.


"Great job," he complimented kindly before she ripped off a hind leg and dragged it away. Oh, man, he couldn't wait to get the rest of this home to Trigger. "Is that all you need?" he asked, looking to her expectantly, resisting the urge to dive into he carcass head-first and pig the fuck out. "My brother's waiting at the den, I need to take enough back for him, too." He informed her before finally bending down and tearing a large chunk clean off the deer and scarfing it down greedily. He repeated this a few more times before he felt the annoyingly persistent hunger pains fade away. He wasn't sure how much of the carcass the two males would need, but if Terra wanted more, she was welcome to it since she helped-- if she hadn't of helped, he wouldn't have gotten a deer. At least, not this easily.


"'M Leon, by the way," he looked over to her with more of a gentle smirk, his eyes softening into a more friendly, less hungry look. His tail curled above his rump and swayed there, and his pink tongue swiped over his bloodied pink nose. She was already his friend, she could be sure of that, and be sure he'd be there if she needed anything.

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Terra nodded her head, smiling up at him. I already have the rabbit from earlier. This is plenty. Terra hesitated for a moment before giving out her name. I'm Terra. He wouldn't hurt her, she was sure of that. Leon was much too kind, if a bit confusing. His sweet words muddled her head for no reason she could discern. After all, Terra knew that she was beautiful. She'd looked in the mirror and seen her reflection. True, she was no raving beauty. It was enough to help her do tricks, however.


What's your brother like? Terra assumed they were littermates, though she found it a little odd that he'd be hunting for both of them. A younger sibling would probably still be with the parents. His smell showed that he hadn't been around others in a long time though, with a single scent clinging to him. That would be his brother. More gently this time Terra tore off a part of the deer and swallowed it. She didn't understand why she wanted to impress him, but she did. It was very confusing.

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That was good news. That meant he had plenty of meat to take back to the den he shared with his brother. The leftovers would last the two of them for several days, give or take a day or two. "Nice to meet y', hon," the brute said with a polite smirk, flicking an ear before he bent down and stuck is face into the opening Terra had made in the old doe's belly to rip out a tasty organ or two. He'd leave the rest of the healthy food for his growing brother, who needed all the protein and natural minerals and vitamins he could get. This winter would be hard on both of them. They'd been on their own for two months on the journey here, but it had been a very tough two months. Leon didn't let on how much he was stressed and struggling to keep them both fed, healthy, warm and safe. They couldn't join a pack soon enough, really.


He scarfed down a few more mouthfuls of the venison and looked as happy and pleased as he could be as his belly filled up easily. He was good for now and comforted by the fact that the two of them would be able to munch of this later when they got hungry. He licked his lips again, looking to the small earthy-colored female when she asked about his brother. His expression softened. "He's really sweet, though he's still young-- five months-- so he's still naive and too trusting of strangers," Leon said as he looked down at the steaming deer carcass at his large paws. His gaze went back to Terra. "You'd like him. He's really nice. Runs in the family," he said jokingly as he tossed her another sly wink. Only he and Trigger would get that was an actual joke; neither of his parents could be considered "nice", but his extended relatives were better.


"Maybe y'can meet him soon, if y'want." In a few days, or... maybe today. "Y'can today, if y'wanna help me get this back to m'den with Trig." It was a good suggestion; he liked Terra, she was really sweet herself and would make a great friend for both brothers. Trigger definitely needed some friendly folk to hang around, and this would be more than a great start. In the end, it would likely benefit all three.

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She relaxed as Leon's words started sliding out of the saucy mode she'd met him in. It'd been difficult dealing with all the compliments. Now that she understood where they stood, Terra's own attitude came through. She met Leon's gaze with a saucy smile. Well, I certainly wasn't expecting him to be younger. Guess that saves me some trouble, doesn't it? Chuckling she stepped over to the rabbit, ready to help her friend begin the process of dragging it over.


Grabbing part of the deer in her mouth Terra nodded. Let's meet this younger brother you talk about so softly. She was interested in seeing what kind of life this odd wolf lived. The instant he mentioned that the brother was only five months old Terra knew that something bad was involved. Leon really cared for his brother, and wouldn't have just taken the pup away from his parents. That meant they'd been through some suffering. Terra couldn't fathom what though. Her own life had been relatively peaceful, the only event that stood out was her shifting. That had changed everything.

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The brute let out a little chuckle at her before giving a shrug of his broad shoulders. "Trouble isn't a word he even knows, yet." Trigger didn't get into trouble nor has he really seen it. He was a lucky pup and Leon was more than proud to be his brother and take care of him, and he was so glad he didn't leave the innocent boy back home. Good God was he glad of that. Terra moved over and the grayscale wolf grabbed the two front legs of the carcass and gave a nod to her consent to meet Trigger; he easily lead her through the forest until they finally reached the den he shared with his brother, where the brown-and-cream youngster was waiting. He smelled the deer's blood before they were even close, so by the time the two came into view, his tail was wagging so furiously it swung his rump from side to side. He yipped and barked as he ran over, licking and lapping and kissing at Leon's face before turning his bright hazel eyes to his brother's new friend, giving her a happy, playful grin.


"Hi! Did you help my brother catch this?" he said tilting his head to the left, his large ears flopping to that side. "Yeah. This is Terra. She's gonna be our friend," Leon paused for a moment, glancing to the pretty young thing, "I hope. I mean, if y'want." He shrugged again, hoping he wasn't shoving friendship on her if she didn't want it. So far he thought he was assuming correctly; she remained friendly and sweet, and he took that as her willingness to be friends. "This is where we live right now... s'not much, but it's home, fer now." Leon slipped away into the bushes that hid the den and came back out with the moose pelt Mars gave them. He diligently wrapped it around Trigger as the boy dug eagerly into the venison while still observantly and politely watching their guest. "Y'can stay for a while if y'want, too." Leon gave her another friendly wink, insinuating something obviously on the perverted side, even though that in itself wasn't obvious.

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Terra watched as a bright eyed puppy leaped out. It was hard to imagine any difficulties in his life, he was so light and bright. She wagged her tail at the brothers' words. She looked around the small place he'd brought her to. The place was fairly nice, close to water and the den discrete. It was good for keeping out of the way of things and well away from danger. Looks very nice. She met the puppy's eyes and smiled. It's nice to meet you Trigger.


Of course the nice atmosphere couldn't last long. Leon said something that once again triggered feelings inside her. It was confusing. He hadn't said anything special, yet here she was getting worked up over it. Coolly she met Leon's eyes. Staying sounds like it would be quite interesting. Somehow that sounded like more than it was supposed to. Ducking her head she turned back to the puppy, giving a lick at his head. She knew it had to be hard living out here on their own, but Terra didn't know if she should suggest her pack to them. After all, it might sound like she only wanted to connect with them if they were pack members, or that they couldn't take care of themselves.

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OOC: I forgot to mention in my last post Leon grabbed his clothes before they left, so let's pretend I did and he didn't just leave his clothes behind... lD

Trigger was as pleased as he could be at the moment; Leon came back with a meal that would last them both for days and a new friend! A girl, too. Trig was too young to realize his brother swung both ways and he didn't understand the young man's complex moral codes and his deep respect for females but not males. He didn't even understand the concept of a male being with a male quite yet, although this past month he found himself gaping at some of the handsome local males that they happened across. He didn't think too hard on it, though, although he found himself giddy at the aspect of this sweet new girl being Leon's girlfriend. They were already cute together, he thought, and as he ate he couldn't help but glance between the two of them, letting out a rather girlish giggle when Terra licked his forehead. He managed to catch her chin before she moved away. Then he shoved his face greedily back into the carcass, snapping up mouthfuls of meat that looked too large for his skinny ass to swallow and keep down.


Leon only thought of he and Terra as potential great friends. His flirting was more harmless than anything. But, hell, if she grew wise to the not-so-subtle-or-totally-harmless advances and he had a chance to tap that, he probably would. Maybe only if there was a chance it wouldn't ruin a friendship, which it might since she was only a few months older than him. "Neither of us would mind havin' ya." He leaned down to nuzzle Trigger before excusing himself for a moment to shift back into his optime form and change back into his clothes behind the cover of the bushes. He reappeared as he wrapped his scarf around his neck. "What pack're y'in?" Trigger looked up from stuffing his face to curiously watch Terra for her answer.

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Terra smiled down at the sweet pup. He certainly was an active little thing. She watched as Leon exited the clearing briefly. She was surprised that Leon had trusted her so easily. Most people were way more protective over pups than that. After all, for all Leon knew she could be murdering Trigger right now. Leon returned though after a brief pause. He was in optime now, and wearing clothes. Backing up Terra followed suit, muscles tightening as she changed into optime.


Her tail wagged as Leon inquired after her pack. I belong to Cour des Miracles. It's a place for misfits. The perfect place for a troublemaker like me. Terra grinned, belittling her own words. They were true though. Few packs would have put up with Terra's dominant attitude and mischievous nature. It was protective, and kept her safe from harm. Best of all, Terra was no longer on the brink of starvation. The threat of death was still there though. It was through her choice this time, and not through circumstance. Terra just couldn't get enough of dancing on that razor sharp edge.

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The two males watched as the young girl seemed to gain an air of confidence, what Leon suspected was close to the way she normally acted when she wasn't being flirted with by a hot stud such as himself. "Troublemaker," he said with a slight tone of disbelief. Surely she was exaggerating; she seemed too awfully sweet and somewhat timid for that to be true. He gave a little shrug, crossing his arms as Trigger finished up eating, his belly full and much rounder than it was before Leon and his friend got here. "Is it nice there, Terra?" he asked with big eyes, sitting down and looking up at her. Trigger had the idea that packs were these really cool, awesome, adventure-filled places with cool, strong brave folk who lived there. Like a wolf's version of a fairy tale. The two brothers had only heard stories of the distant packs and wolves living on the edges of society, living in the wilderness.


Leon looked to her expectantly, eager to hear her answer. Maybe she'd elaborate more than simply answering whether it was nice there and give the one and a half naive males a good idea of what pack life was like. They needed to find a place to live and now was as good a time as any to get some intel on one of the local packs. Mars had pointed out there were like, a million packs in these lands. They had plenty of places to choose from and they'd no doubt find the perfect fit for them once Leon looked into gathering more information. "How much do y'know 'bout the other packs?" he added curiously, wondering if she knew anything helpful so he didn't have to find one person from each of the million packs here to ask about their home.

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