Are you truely gone, or was it all a lie?(Miharu)
12-03-2013, 05:41 PM
The ivory woman had come to the great forest to try and get the odd colored man off of her mind. She thought the long walk, from the north to the south, would help but it hadn't. The only thing she had succeeded in was being hungry and thinking of him even more.
Into the forestry she went until she was deep in the shadows of the trees and on she continued for an hour or so before a young buck caught her attention. Her mouth watered but the buck had spotted her long before she had seen it, and before she could even move to attack it, he was off.
Putting her talents of hiding her sent and herself to use, she tracked the buck as well as she could. It had taken her a little over two hours to find the delicious creature again and this time it had no idea she was there. It only took her a few minuets to get close enough to pounce on it. Her paws landed silently, the jewelery hanging from her neck didn't even make a sound, as she moved through the shadows into the perfect pouncing position. She was a spy and there for a master at masking her sent and hiding herself...however hunting was not her strong suit. Sure she was built to force things to the ground and that she was good at no matter what she was doing, but her perfect position and an actual hunter's perfect position were two completely different things.
Out she sprang at the young buck, and a purchase was made...but not on anything vital. She always managed to do that, get close enough to think she could grab its throat but the moment she jumped out she would only lay a purchase on a leg or a shoulder.
She knew she should get some one who was actually skilled in ambush to teach her to become a hunter, a true assassin. The wolf that came to mind, ever since she had met him, was Miharu. Always Miharu. Don't get her wrong though, she is excellent at sneak attacks and she meant what she had told the man when she met him. If she had wanted to attack him, he never would have known she was there till she wanted him to...the only bad part about it was she could never get the initial strike perfect. Sadly, a woman of Seracia had brought her the news of his demise. She would never be able to ask him...and the thought brought out rage that she used on the young buck that was unlucky enough to have her as his hunter.
Her jaws had clamped down on the bend of the bucks right front leg. It tried to kick out at her but she gave it a quick and hard jerk, snapping it like a twig. The sound the animal made sent pleasure through her...she would take her time with this one. She allowed the thing to break free of her grip as she dodged away from its one good front leg. The moment the thing's hooves made contact with the ground May clamped down on the thinnest part of its leg and broke that one as well. She toyed with it for a while, causing it pain...all the while wishing she was inflicting this on another wolf.
When finally she killed the beast, the anger was doused if only for a while. The blood on her tongue didn't ease her anger as the blood of a wolf would. This was food...not a true challenge. With a shake of her head she easily broke its neck. With the snap the memory of Miharu with his victim reached her thoughts. It seamed that nothing she did could make him leave her mind.
She remembered him saying that he had memorized her voice. He would not be able to hear her but she howled anyway. The sound had no meaning aside from the fact that she had made a kill. She was warning other wolves away, the only one she would welcome was her lost prince, though she did not expect him to as she had been told he had died.
Into the forestry she went until she was deep in the shadows of the trees and on she continued for an hour or so before a young buck caught her attention. Her mouth watered but the buck had spotted her long before she had seen it, and before she could even move to attack it, he was off.
Putting her talents of hiding her sent and herself to use, she tracked the buck as well as she could. It had taken her a little over two hours to find the delicious creature again and this time it had no idea she was there. It only took her a few minuets to get close enough to pounce on it. Her paws landed silently, the jewelery hanging from her neck didn't even make a sound, as she moved through the shadows into the perfect pouncing position. She was a spy and there for a master at masking her sent and hiding herself...however hunting was not her strong suit. Sure she was built to force things to the ground and that she was good at no matter what she was doing, but her perfect position and an actual hunter's perfect position were two completely different things.
Out she sprang at the young buck, and a purchase was made...but not on anything vital. She always managed to do that, get close enough to think she could grab its throat but the moment she jumped out she would only lay a purchase on a leg or a shoulder.
She knew she should get some one who was actually skilled in ambush to teach her to become a hunter, a true assassin. The wolf that came to mind, ever since she had met him, was Miharu. Always Miharu. Don't get her wrong though, she is excellent at sneak attacks and she meant what she had told the man when she met him. If she had wanted to attack him, he never would have known she was there till she wanted him to...the only bad part about it was she could never get the initial strike perfect. Sadly, a woman of Seracia had brought her the news of his demise. She would never be able to ask him...and the thought brought out rage that she used on the young buck that was unlucky enough to have her as his hunter.
Her jaws had clamped down on the bend of the bucks right front leg. It tried to kick out at her but she gave it a quick and hard jerk, snapping it like a twig. The sound the animal made sent pleasure through her...she would take her time with this one. She allowed the thing to break free of her grip as she dodged away from its one good front leg. The moment the thing's hooves made contact with the ground May clamped down on the thinnest part of its leg and broke that one as well. She toyed with it for a while, causing it pain...all the while wishing she was inflicting this on another wolf.
When finally she killed the beast, the anger was doused if only for a while. The blood on her tongue didn't ease her anger as the blood of a wolf would. This was food...not a true challenge. With a shake of her head she easily broke its neck. With the snap the memory of Miharu with his victim reached her thoughts. It seamed that nothing she did could make him leave her mind.
She remembered him saying that he had memorized her voice. He would not be able to hear her but she howled anyway. The sound had no meaning aside from the fact that she had made a kill. She was warning other wolves away, the only one she would welcome was her lost prince, though she did not expect him to as she had been told he had died.