ardent

lay it on me.



Cypress

Loner

age
1 Year
gender
Male
gems
15
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
3
player
Fox
11-18-2018, 08:28 PM (This post was last modified: 11-18-2018, 08:31 PM by Cypress.)

Unbeknownst to him, Cypress was not the only wolf seeking out a meal. His day had started off much like most others, with a stretch and a shake and a rumbling stomach. It had been a day or two since he'd eaten, and that would certainly have to be remedied. He was more or less wandering without purpose, keeping loose tabs on the familiar scents of his family while still satiating the need to wander and explore. Only on this particular day, his internal compass was housed in his nose instead of his eyes. It was with brief displeasure that he realized the scent of rabbit he'd recently found overlapped with not one but two other wolves.

His brows furrowed, but only for a moment. Knowing he'd probably been beaten to the punch was one thing, but Cypress was still by no means a shy or introverted young male. Meeting others was a reward in of itself, even if it meant he would probably have to continue searching for food through the evening, or tomorrow instead. His gut warbled out its displeasure, but he approached the others with an easy smile. At first he saw only one female; a tiny wolf, nearly a head shorter than himself. He very nearly missed the second shewolf, crouched and silent, though she didn't appear to have any sort of malicious expression to her. Huh. That's weird.

A moment too late, Cypress realized that the shorter wolf actually still seemed to be in the middle of hunting. He too crouched down, but had no idea whether or not his blundering had already scared her meal away. His ears pressed flat, apologetic, and snapped his mouth shut around the apology that very nearly burst out of him unchecked. Even if the hare's keen ears hadn't picked up his footfalls, it certainly would have heard him speaking. Maybe that counts for something? He berated himself, As far as first impressions go, not your best work. A sigh withered and died behind his lips, as he waited to see whether the smaller female would continue on or whirl on him. Wellp. So much for a meal and good company.
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