The Sooner the Better
11-22-2015, 11:00 AM
Not much time would pass before Faun noticed not only the presence of the rabbits, but another live soul. His scent as well as that of Donostrea was heavy on him, so as he drew more near she was able to keep from her panicked state of before. Her violet eyes would find his bright form as he came into view. Her form would remain still, as time went on she was unsure if she even could move. Her ears seemed to move involuntarily, swiveling towards him as he spoke his greeting. She'd think about moving her mouth as he took a seat, looking her and the meal over. He'd ask about her well being, and why the rabbits were sitting untouched by her paws.
The silver woman would take in a deep breath, or she tried to at least. As the air rushed into her lungs she'd choke on how dry her mouth and throat was. She'd find out real fast that she could indeed move as she had to adjust as she hacked up her lung. When she recovered her front legs were extended underneath her while her hips were still curled to the side. He head hung pitifully between her paws as she tried to find this stranger's face again. "I'm starving," she'd finally answer him with a strained voice. She was literally starving, she wasn't sure how many days had passed with out a meal.
Her eyes would return to the rabbits that were only just barely out of reach now, and with obvious calculated effort the she wolf would throw herself back to the ground so that her teeth could just barely grasp hold of an ear. Putting more effort into retrieving said meal she couldn't hide her disappointment when she ripped the ears from the skull.
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The silver woman would take in a deep breath, or she tried to at least. As the air rushed into her lungs she'd choke on how dry her mouth and throat was. She'd find out real fast that she could indeed move as she had to adjust as she hacked up her lung. When she recovered her front legs were extended underneath her while her hips were still curled to the side. He head hung pitifully between her paws as she tried to find this stranger's face again. "I'm starving," she'd finally answer him with a strained voice. She was literally starving, she wasn't sure how many days had passed with out a meal.
Her eyes would return to the rabbits that were only just barely out of reach now, and with obvious calculated effort the she wolf would throw herself back to the ground so that her teeth could just barely grasp hold of an ear. Putting more effort into retrieving said meal she couldn't hide her disappointment when she ripped the ears from the skull.
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