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The yearling was on a mission today, which her stomach loudly confirmed. The huntress was on the lookout for food, not only for herself but for her two little charges as well. A loud mewing broke her thoughts, and her head quickly swung to the side, giving a pointed look to the kittens to be quiet. This would be one of their first lessons of hunting, she needed utter quiet and stealth to take down prey, which when they grew big enough they would be assisting her with. The mews stopped and both kits looked at eachother with guilt, they hadn't meant to disturb their ' mother. '


She was in her optime form this time, mainly because she needed more practice hunting in this form. Preferring to hunt without weapons, she looked down at her arms as she flexed her hand muscles out, testing her claws against a tree branch next to her and running her tounge over her newly-sharpened teeth. Hopefully she would fare well today. Looking back over at the kits, she smiled before ascending into the trees, leaving the kits behind by the beach. Before hand she had tucked them into a stump and covered their scent with leaves and dirt to provide them with safety, and the sunny female hoped that it would be enough.


Her muscles strained as she pulled herself up from branch to branch, carefully walking out on one before jumping from it to land in the next tree, taking much caution in her actions. One misplaced foot and she was going to fall to the ground, and from this height it would not be a pleasant experience. Steeling her gaze ahead of her and refusing to look down, she jumped and swung from tree to tree, trying her best to limit the noise the creaking branches made as she tried to be light on her feet but not having much success. The thick branches creaked and groaned as her weight shifted amongst then and she cringed, ears pressed against her skull.


Prey would hear her from miles away if she kept this up! Snorting in discontent, she dropped to a branch below her, landing as lightly as she could. Noting with satisfaction that she didn't make a sound, she cockily made her way forward. Ears perked forward and she noted some movement on the ground below her, so she dropped down another branch, this one silent as well. It was a doe and her fawn, the fawn fat with the rich milk it's mother had fed it. Licking her chops, she jumped from the tree silently, landing on the fawn with a sickening crack. Her weight from that high up was an instant death, and this was shown in the horror of the mother does eyes as she ran and jumped away, leaving her dead fawn to the she-devil that had dropped from the treetops.


This meal would be delicious.

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OOC here. /+000


Being out in the open was scary. He was without a pack to keep him safe, with only a killer's word that he would be kept from harm. Hadley was slowly growing to trust the large male, but the first image of a black beast standing ready to kill him still stood in Hadley's mind. The smell of blood reached Hadley, sending shudders through his body. Something had been injured, from the amount killed. A frightened doe bounded past her, Hadley watching with sympathy. He knew what it was like to be so scared.


Continuing his path Hadley found himself coming across the clearing where the blood came from. It was a shame, but he hadn't realized he'd been growing closer. The sight of the coyote standing over the small fawn, so powerful and bloody, sent him to his knees. She was just a hunter, but in that instant she was death. Gathering what little courage he had Hadley pushed himself up a little. Glancing over Hadley tried to work on making a friend, growing more courageous. The only sound that escaped him was a squeak though.


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#3
Curiosity is what Fayne felt now, accompanied by the overwhelming joy she had been feeling for days. She's just been accepted into New Dawn as a subordinate and she was thirsty for knowledge about the surroundings of her new home. Not to to mention, her stomach was bothering her for a meal, nagging with it's subtle growls and moans which were quit an annoyance. She had been padding along the beach on all fours. The dainty silver wolf had never seen such a large expanse of water before. She stood and stared, her brilliant blue-green orbs wide with wonder. The color of the water seemed to match her eyes, it was truly magnificent. The sounds the waves made as they gently caressed the beach with each new rush of water were soothing. A small breeze ruffled her full coat as she took in the gorgeous scenery. She felt truly blessed. For the first time in her life she was fully able to enjoy all the good things in life. She was high on life.

A large aching moan disrupted her zen moment and she was reminded that she was hungry. Fayne threw back her head and sniffed the air. Her dark ears twitched and swiveled as they attempted to pick up any subtle sound. Her nose caught a few different and peculiar smells. Two were canine smells, unfamiliar to her, and two other scents that were faded and hard to catch. A wolf's nose is capable of picking up even the smallest most discrete scents, her nose was her best weapon. They smelled like felines. She raised and eyebrow at the thought. Such weird scents to be found together. Unless the cats had fallen prey to the pair of wolves that she smelt. Oh, the taste of warm flesh in her mouth was a glorious thought. Her stomach gave another small grumble and she strode off into the trees to find out what the situation was. She stayed alert and cautious, she had no clue what, or who, she would stumble upon.

Before she broke into the trees she realized that the feline scent had become stronger, dead or alive these cats were close. She stopped and took in her surroundings. Her furry ears positioned forward intent on assessing the situation before her while her wet black nose wiggled with anticipation. The two wolf scents were close to each other, one male and one female. Were they comrades assisting each other on a hunt? Mates? She didn't know but now she smelt a third smell. The smell of fresh blood and a young faun. Now, Fayne was genuinely confused. Cats, dogs, deer...all in the same place? What the hell was going on? If the felines she'd smelt were not the catch, then they must just be helpless passerby's in the wrong place at the wrong time and if they didn't leave soon Fayne would hunt and kill them for her own lunch. She quietly proceeded into the trees stepping on a soft patch of leaves as she did. She sniffed and realized the feline smell was right under her nose. She raised a brow and gently uncovered the the two helpless kittens from their hiding spot.

"Kittens?!" She said aloud with surprise, her feminine voice was high in pitch. Immediately lowering her stance and pinning her ears to her head, she took a few steps backwards. She had revealed herself to the two not far ahead. She looked down at the bright eyed kits, her curious orbs studying them carefully. Her hunger shown in her eyes as the two helpless morsel's stood before her. Saliva overflowed from her jaws, she had to swallow again again to keep her mouth watering under conrol. Fayne couldn't touch them though, or she'd be in deep shit. These were not helpless passerby's but instead appeared to be someone's children hidden carefully under the dry leaves. Fayne tilted her head to the side jerking her head forward to peer into the forest. She was aware that she had probably startled their mother and may have gotten herself in a sticky situation. She took another step back and hoped the kittens didn't alert the mother and she could walk away unnoticed. Fayne stood tall, her tail raised and ears forward ready to hold her ground and explain herself when the wolves noticed her which she knew they would if they had heard her voice. If not, she'd be lucky.
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ooc; ooh shiiee- btw she is in her optime form. i don't know if fayne was so i kept it vauge. xd

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Emmanuelle lifted her head from the fawn, assesing the situation before her. A male had walked right into the clearing holding the dead fawn and it's killer, and the sight apparently bringing him to his needs. She had no words for him right now, simply looking at him with a confused expression, wondering what the big deal was about. Emma was ever friendly though, and she simply raised herself to her feet, cleaned off her hands and smiled at the male, blood splattered across her face. " Uh, hello there! I am Emmanuelle Brenna.. You are? " She asked, in a confused and gentle voice. Was he scared for some reason? Hm. She wasn't quite sure what to make of the situation that had suddenly unfolded itself, but she didn't have time to think it through as the distressed cries of her kittens rang through the area behind her.


" What the hell? " She said, her tone completely changed from gentle to angry in less then a minute. Turning her back to the male she walked away quickly, her hands held in angry fists by her sides as she walked in the direction of the loud, scared mewing. A few minutes had passed and she walked into a scene which she did not appreciate, a wolf harassing her two kits. " What the HELL do you think you are doing? Those are mine! Get away from them right now! " She declared in a very angry and pissed off tone. Usually the female was so happy, so nice. Not now. Right then she felt the maternal instinct to protect her young from this intruder, and if the she-wolf didn't back off right this instant she was going to have some fire and brimstone to deal with.


Full of hellfire the angry coywolf approached the other, snarling viciously with her lips raised to display her sharpened fangs, her mis-matched eyes cold and devoid of emotion. Putting herself in between the wolf and the kittens, she waited on the others, hopefully submissive response.

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OOC here. /+000


Seeing blood splattered across her face was not very reassuring. She cleaned herself up though, letting Hadley gather what courage remained in himself, smiling shyly up at her. She didn't seem so bad. In fact, she was dealing with his shy behavior better than most would. Pulling himself up he attempted to introduce himself. Hadley. He paused, looking down at the fawn, before realizing he hadn't explained that it was his name. My name. That wasn't much better, was it? Blushing he looked down, wishing things were better.


The sudden anger had him backing up, ears and tail pressed tight. He hadn't meant to make her angry! Emmanuelle walked away, heading for something. Relieved it wasn't directed at him Hadley glanced at the fawn. Deciding that it was best not to leave it unattended Hadley picked it up, trailing behind the coyote quietly. When she stopped Hadley deposited the corpse back down, licking his hands clean. The fiery rage flying from her got an immediate submissive response, Hadley's eyes glued to the ground, one ear nervously trained on the other female.


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OOC: Oops, guess I should have been more clear. She's in Lupus form. Guessing Hadley is in optime form as well. :O

Well, she had reason to be concerned for her own safety and it seemed she was right about the strange situation she had stumbled upon. She heard the voice of the female from the beach, she was pissed. A loud sigh escaped the mercury colored wolf's lips as she looked down at the two kits. Panicked cries escaped both of their tiny mouths, a high pitched frightened sound. It kinda pulled at Fayne's heartstrings. She hadn't meant to startle them, she was just curious. Oh her curiosity...it always got her in tough situations much like this one. She shook her head sympathetically at the two fuzzy young ones, she really wish they'd just kept quiet. Now, she had to deal with their angry mother. A few moments later and the angered guardian came raging out from the trees, in Optime form, her fists clenched at her side and a nasty snarl rippling the skin above her muzzle. The red hot fury was almost tangible as the mother stepped in between her and the kits. She hopped backwards quickly to remove herself from the 'danger zone'. As the female spoke, Fayne took a few more awkward steps back. Her ears lay flat against her skull and her tail dropped from it's high dominant position to dangle in between her legs uselessly. This wolf wasn't one to cause trouble and she definitely didn't want to be on bad terms with complete strangers.

"Look, let's just take a deep breathe and calm down okay?" She said looking directly into the stranger's miss matched blue and green eyes. She was tall and slender, long blonde locks of hair draped her body and framed her face, very feminine in appearance. To be honest, she really didn't look all that threatening. If she didn't have that heartless expression on her face, Fayne would have thought little of her. The mews of the kittens behind her were still sounding off like little sirens. "I honestly didn't mean to startle your...um, children. If that's really what they were. I was simply passing by and happened to stumble upon them. I would never harm another wolf's children, whether they are feline or canine." However odd it may be that one would care for a whole other species. An awkward smile was Fayn'e final response. It would be hard to fight off another wolf in Optime form, and frankly, wasn't worth it. She was fully capable of hunting and killing her own prey. But, it would have been nice to get a freebie. She chuckled silently at the thought and continued to stare directly into the angry eyes of the wolf that stood before her.

From behind the angry female, the male she had smelled stood. He was cowering behind her just like the two kittens were, he appeared to her to be nothing more than a pup but he was clearly older than his demeanor revealed. He kind of looked like a puppy as well, his eyes were dark in color, wide with fear. He was a considerable amount taller than the angered mother, his fur dark brown and ash. His body completely covered with scars from his past. What, the hell? Fayne tilted her head at strange creature. Today was getting weirder and weirder by the second and she didn't know quite what to make of all this. A puzzled look stirred on her face, her ears swiveled slightly as she figured out what to make of all this. Her gaze diverted back to the female that seemed to be threatening to rip her limbs off with that fatal glance of hers. She remained calm despite the two strange wolf's that stood before her. If she showed proper respect she would be able to get out of here without a fight.
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OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah!


As quickly as the female had gotten angry, the emotion left her body as the other stated she meant no harm, but the summery female was still suspicious. Crossing her arms, she looked down at the wolf beneath her with distrust, not sure if the female was to be held at face with what she claimed. " They are not my children. " She said huffily, pointing her nose in the air. How stupid. " They are to be my hunting partners, mainly for animals who fur is highly sought after, such as mink. " Emmanuelle had prided herself on her choice of partners, she figured the much smaller animals would have an easier time getting into the dens of the elusive creatures.


The silver-pelted females attention seemed to be elsewhere, and Emmanuelle turned to see what it was. Well! There was the male she had just met in the clearing before storming away. It was a good think she was blessed with thick fur, because her skin flushed a deep red at the embarrassment at just leaving the male back in the clearing with her fawn, which he had so kindly brought with him. Her tail started to wag, and she approached him to take the fawn. Grabbing a hold of it's head, she dragged the thing to her the tree stump and ushered her kittens over to it, signaling to the twins that it was safe to eat in the presence of these strangers. Smiling back up at the male, she cleaned off her bloody hands. " Thank you, it was Hadley right? Sorry, I was a tad bit distracted when you told your name to me. "


This she followed with a pointed look at the female who was still behind the two. " If you two wish, you may have some of this. " Gesturing to the fawn in front of them, she dropped to her knees and fished a bone dagger out of the pack next to the kittens and cut off three thick slabs, one she left on the fawn for herself and the other two she tossed to Hadley and the other female, which she had quickly realized she didn't know the name of. Looking back at her, she waited to see weather her gift would be accepted. " And your name was? I didn't catch it in the confusion. " It hadn't been offered in the first place, but that was not important.

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OOC here. /+000


Hadley sighed with relief as the strange female dropped into a submissive pose. Good, now there was no reason for anyone to get hurt. He was still anxious enough to end up jumping into the air if anyone happened to touch him, knowing that Emmanuelle would willingly rip out their hearts if it would give her what she wanted. The gaze...so familiar, so frightening. Hearing the kittens described as the female's children had his gaze turning to them, wondering if that was somehow true. Amy had taken in kits before, but they were for someone else, not her children. Amy would still have killed those that touched her property though.


The explanation made sense to Hadley, used to such a cold description. He did have his own child that wasn't a canine, a small fox kit that he'd rescued from the borders. The colder explanation was the kind that he had gotten used to though, not expecting warmth for him or any others around him. The coyote's tail wagged as she turned around, approaching Hadley. Immediately he released the fawn, backing up to let her retrieve it without feeling threatened by his presence. She might be acting kind now, but the cold actions she'd just revealed chilled the former slave.


He nodded his head as she addressed him, eyes kept to the ground. Maybe she wasn't such a good choice for his first attempt at reaching out to others and trying to be less afraid. Meat was tossed in his direction, Hadley politely nibbling on it. His ears twitched with interest as the wolf's name was sought, curious as well about who this stranger was.


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#9
The minute Fayne finished explaining herself the demeanor of the threatening female changed. A sigh of relief escaped her lips, her posture relaxed back to her regular proud stance. Her head held high and ears relaxed on top of her skull. She wasn't one to cause trouble and usually avoided other wolves all together except those in her family. Though, it seemed she wasn't out of the woods yet. The stranger eyed her suspiciously. The misunderstanding had caused a rift, now Fayne would have to earn the trust of this wolf. She jerked her head bad subtly and stared back at the blonde Optime with incredulity, it was an accident after all. The dainty wolf raised an eyebrow at the girl's explanation. Those kittens were not her children, but to be trained as hunting companions. The wolf promptly corrected her. She seemed to be a bit touchy on the subject of the two kits. Fayne chuckled softly at her reaction and her own poor judgement of the situation. Of course they weren't her children, why would she ever think something so strange? This idea was rather smart and Fayne respected her for it, she would have never thought of something so clever. She had always been a poor hunter and only recently could catch a decent meal on her own.

"Oh! Well, that makes a whole lot more sense....very smart as well. Wish I had thought of that." She giggled. Children, what was I thinking? Her grey face was glowing with kindness and admiration. Her eyes diverted back to the brown wolf that had joined them with a lifeless fawn dangling from his jaws. Fayne's stomach gave a small rumble at the sight and her mouth involuntarily started watering. She had to swallow a few times to control her salivary reflexes. The two appeared to already have met, probably in the forest before Fayne had stumbled upon the those kittens. His name was Hadley. He was a timid and kind being it seemed. She nodded at him throwing a polite smile in his direction hoping he would relax a little bit. The female retrieved the deer and graciously offered some to the two of them using a knife to cut off two even slices. Man made items were still foreign to her and she thought it strange to use anything other than your own teeth and claws to kill and eat prey. She tossed the thought aside knowing she would have to get used to it. The world was a different place now.

Fayne's eyes widened as she chucked the piece of meet at her. Oh thank you. I'm starved. She looked up at the stranger thankfully. What a kind gesture form a complete stranger who just a moment ago was red with rage. Fayne had forgotten to speak her name when she was explaining herself, how silly of her. She gave a genuine smile and responded her tail wagging behind her happily. You can call me Fayne. I really am sorry for our misunderstanding. I'm at a loss for words when it comes to your name as well. But I'm glad to see that you've calmed down. I thought you were going to kill me!" She laughed briskly, sitting her rump down on the beach, curling her bushy tail around her. She placed a paw on the slab of meet and tore a chunk off as she waited for responses from the two. It was delicious, she was incredibly grateful for the free meal. It would have been a pain in her ass if she had to hunt her own meal. Though, she did need to hone her hunting skill which weren't the best.


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