Dogs of War
08-18-2018, 08:24 PM
Ooc: not sure I can keep active in this with how my contractions are but I'm hoping to keep tana pretty active.
The call that rang out in the early hours of the day had her lifting her head and pausing from gnawing on a deer femur she had found recently. It had been mostly in tact and the smell of marrow still came from it so she hoped to get down to it sooner rather than later. The marrow might very well be her only meal for the next week if she couldn't figure out a source of food other than that. Of course prey seemed to stay away from the den of the lambs, likely the smell of many wolves together spooked them.
She listened as a howl answered it. It sounded like even the lambs were to come to this meeting. Though she had no clue as to why this male, from the sounds of the baritone howl, was treating the lambs as if they were a part of the pack. They really weren't. Infact they were less pack mates and more of forced allies. She lifted herself and moved silently from the den. She was going to answer the howl anyway, it was best to keep the royal family happy here.
She was slow in making her journey. She didnt have the company of someone guiding her this time, making her pace slow and even more cautious. As she did arrive she could already smell others. She made her way to sit in farther away, towards where she perceived the back of the crowd to be. Her head was kept low and her ears back, submission even before any were bound to notice her. It was safest that way. She paid attention and waited for whatever was to come. Had she known this was fight training she would of probably asked to be excused. No one would want a partner to spar with that was just going to submit the moment anything came at her.
The call that rang out in the early hours of the day had her lifting her head and pausing from gnawing on a deer femur she had found recently. It had been mostly in tact and the smell of marrow still came from it so she hoped to get down to it sooner rather than later. The marrow might very well be her only meal for the next week if she couldn't figure out a source of food other than that. Of course prey seemed to stay away from the den of the lambs, likely the smell of many wolves together spooked them.
She listened as a howl answered it. It sounded like even the lambs were to come to this meeting. Though she had no clue as to why this male, from the sounds of the baritone howl, was treating the lambs as if they were a part of the pack. They really weren't. Infact they were less pack mates and more of forced allies. She lifted herself and moved silently from the den. She was going to answer the howl anyway, it was best to keep the royal family happy here.
She was slow in making her journey. She didnt have the company of someone guiding her this time, making her pace slow and even more cautious. As she did arrive she could already smell others. She made her way to sit in farther away, towards where she perceived the back of the crowd to be. Her head was kept low and her ears back, submission even before any were bound to notice her. It was safest that way. She paid attention and waited for whatever was to come. Had she known this was fight training she would of probably asked to be excused. No one would want a partner to spar with that was just going to submit the moment anything came at her.
Tana is a flighty individual, with absolutely no will to fight. She might get scared and run mid-thread, I apologize in advance for this. Its nothing against your characters, she has just had a tough past and has a hard time trusting anyone.