Bones Turned to Stones

*Enya* · 01-05-2018, 04:35 PM

Grumble grumble her belly rumbled, and the she wolf groaned and shifted as she stared down at her aching belly, twisting to look behind her right front leg leg. Sure enough, as soon as she turned, she jumped up, startled, huffing as she spun around to see another wolf approaching her. She had been so engrossed in her disappointment with the skull and her grumbling stomach that she hadn't even caught scent of creature walking blatantly up to her, let alone heard the patter of his paws on the rockscape. Her fur bristled instinctively as she turned to face the stranger, squaring up and eyeballing him with her purple eyes. First she took in his face, noticing that his, too, was sunken in, and was not the plumpness of a well-fed wolf. Then there were his ears, which were flat, and not perked, and set her on edge. In all her time, she had not seen a wolf with naturally folded ears. In her world, and in her wolf language, flat ears meant aggression or fear, though this one, she could not figure out. He seemed neither. In fact, he seemed almost in as bad as shape as she, really, skin and bones with hardly the muscles to keep moving. Did his hips protrude more than hers? It was hard to say, with the thickness of coats. Maybe it was her imagination. Maybe it wasn't. The two definitely stood in quite contrast with one another, one dark, the other light, and yet they were both the same, both big and both small in the same way. Then he spoke, and though Enya wasn't going to come close to letting her guard down, she decided that he wasn't out for blood... yet.

"Looking for food" she stated very matter-of-fact, her voice holding an edge to it of weariness. She was no stranger to harsh ways, and if her history was anything to tell by, she knew a rogue could be dangerous when hungry. She should know better than anyone. She straightened herself from her sudden spin to better address the stranger and backed up another inch, putting a safe distance between them, just out of pouncing range. If there was to be a fight, she decided, it was going to be on her terms, not his. "I could ask the same of you" she pointed out after a short time, pausing after her sentence to give him an opportunity to explain himself. She thought to ask him if he knew where any food was at, but then second guessed herself. A wolf in his condition wouldn't share his meal with her. She was a loner, a nothing. Why would he care about a nothing? He wouldn't. That's why I have to care about myself she thought quietly to herself, before finally continuing on. "Why have you come so far to find me? Are these your lands? Your... bones?" She was going to call them useless trash, but she didn't want to offend the male in case they were one of those crazies. She'd come across those, too, in her past. Wolves were fun sometimes.

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