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I'm just like you baby, I'm on the HUNT.



Elias

Somnium

age
6 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Emaciated
posts
267
player
Sinchanted

Famous
10-02-2016, 08:48 PM (This post was last modified: 10-02-2016, 08:50 PM by Elias.)


He'd just started to move again when he noticed the black and silvery accented female on the horizon coming straight toward them. His tail remained free-hanging behind him, his stature relaxed though his head raised with quite a bit of interest. He did not recognize her in the slightest and before she could fully approach them, he'd cast a glance to his sister as if questioning her if she knew this one with his eyes. No, neither of them did.

He kept silent and returned his stare to the approaching woman, an ear flicking to show that he was listening when her polite voice met his ears. She didn't mention that she was hunting, but her interest could have said that for her. He didn't doubt Lia and his abilities to bring down a fawn or calf on their own, but actually going for a full blown adult would have certainly taken another set of jaws.. and well, here one seemed to just fall right before their paws. Him and his sister weren't exactly known for their welcome parties back at home, it was tradition to maim outsiders that wandered in, after all. He'd cast a glance to her once again, noting her less than friendly steel gaze. There were some parts of home that he wanted to leave behind, and what better way to explain that to Lia than by setting an example for her right here and now. This wasn't their home, there were no territory markers, there was no reason to turn this woman away.

He lifted his head, his eyes relaxing on Dagmaer's emeralds as a gentle smile came over his features. Finally, he gave her a nod. "Yes, we are." Elias took a step closer, his neck outstretching to sniff the air around the woman and check her for scents. She carried many, which told him that she was of a pack and not another rogue like the two of them. Well, why was she out hunting alone, he wondered? "And you?"

His ear flicked as the sound of another female crept up on him, not noticing her until she was just a short distance away and already coming to a stop. He recognized her immediately and his ears lowered, a feeling of guilt washing over him as he stared at her for a moment. "You." He looked to his sister, wondering what she would think of the words that he wanted to say, but lifted his head and decided to go through with it, "I was wondering if I'd run into you again; I owe you an apology. I want you to know that you did nothing wrong back there, what happened had nothing to do with you at all, really. I was out of line." He hesitated, but eventually turned his skull back to face the first woman that had approached them. "My name is Elias and this is my lovely sister, Eliana."

He'd not properly introduced himself to the second woman before, part of him wondered if she'd even speak to him again after what had happened before. The thought of hunting as a group together did cross his mind, but he didn't want to propose such an idea just yet. He wasn't sure what size of a meal they would capture, he could not guarantee that it would be enough to feed four hungry wolves.. but, that didn't mean he wouldn't try to find out if it was a possibility. "We are hunting though unfortunately, we are not familiar with the area. Have either of you seen anything out on these hills? With grass like this, surely there must be something taking advantage and grazing upon them."

He waited for there answer and looked to Eliana one more time, his 'brow dots rising a bit as his features softened. He did not want to make things awkward in the slightest, but he knew already how short his sister could be when in the company of women with eyes that lingered a little too long on her brother. It happened more back home than he liked to admit, but he wasn't an alpha anymore. Things were a little different, but one thing that remained the same was his loyalty to Katar, whether or not she was dead. He hoped his sister knew that, and oh how he wished his eyes could talk for him.





Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.

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