Bloody Rain
11-15-2015, 10:07 AM
Carmine colored ears swivel toward the faint sound of crunching snow, her skull lifting from the feast to follow her ears. Blood drops off her chin and throat as she intensely stares into the snow blanketed forest. A few seconds go by, and a large, black figure steps into view, and her hackles immediately raise along her neck and spine. She isn't sure if this is a friendly wolf, or a scavenger looking to run them off.
'You must be starving to eat all of that' The stranger states in an engaging tone. The stranger made no advancements toward Fiamette, but she kept her defenses in place anyways. Not every wolf in Alacritis was truly sincere. "Not really hungry, just.. Respectful." She says in response to the strangers comment, her tone of voice void of any emotion. Her right paw hovers over her kill to press possessively into a half eaten skull of a rabbit. She isn't about to share her kills with this woman, unless she her intentions are truly innocent. Marco stands his ground beside Fiamette, while Apollyon slithers toward his master to slide up her right leg and wrap himself loosely around her neck. All three pairs of eyes are locked on the strange female, each of them waiting for her next move.
'You must be starving to eat all of that' The stranger states in an engaging tone. The stranger made no advancements toward Fiamette, but she kept her defenses in place anyways. Not every wolf in Alacritis was truly sincere. "Not really hungry, just.. Respectful." She says in response to the strangers comment, her tone of voice void of any emotion. Her right paw hovers over her kill to press possessively into a half eaten skull of a rabbit. She isn't about to share her kills with this woman, unless she her intentions are truly innocent. Marco stands his ground beside Fiamette, while Apollyon slithers toward his master to slide up her right leg and wrap himself loosely around her neck. All three pairs of eyes are locked on the strange female, each of them waiting for her next move.
