Learning curve
05-27-2019, 12:12 AM
[wasn't sure about the bird placement, i.e. if he's still flying around or just chilling, so bear with that hehe]
Bellamy was in the zone. Her chocolate-tipped ears were pricked forward alertly, nose twitching ever-so-slightly and eyes focused intently on the patch of water in front of her. Through stubborn determination, she’d tuned out all other distractions, all senses focused on her one goal.
Until, of course, the air was ripped apart with a piercing screech, causing the she-wolf to practically jump out of her skin. Front paws previously balanced carefully on the riverbank’s edge, her position slipped, almost tumbling her small form into the water until she scrambled backwards in awkward haste. Her gaze jerked upwards to look at the bird with a mild scowl, frustration flashing on her delicate features. The whole thing must’ve looked slightly comical from another’s perspective.
Her eyes trailed down to regard the wolf below it, a large black and white male who seemed rather amused by her failings. Belle rolled her eyes in a typical teenager fashion, but couldn’t hold back a snort in response to his laughter. “I know! It’s like they don’t want to get eaten, or something.” Bellamy responded with mock indignation, shooting another pointed glare at the river itself.
Belle’s eyes settled back onto the unusual pair, tilting her head.“Why do you have a bird?” She asked in a blunt tone laced with humour, eyeing the thing off warily with raised eyebrows.
Bellamy was in the zone. Her chocolate-tipped ears were pricked forward alertly, nose twitching ever-so-slightly and eyes focused intently on the patch of water in front of her. Through stubborn determination, she’d tuned out all other distractions, all senses focused on her one goal.
Until, of course, the air was ripped apart with a piercing screech, causing the she-wolf to practically jump out of her skin. Front paws previously balanced carefully on the riverbank’s edge, her position slipped, almost tumbling her small form into the water until she scrambled backwards in awkward haste. Her gaze jerked upwards to look at the bird with a mild scowl, frustration flashing on her delicate features. The whole thing must’ve looked slightly comical from another’s perspective.
Her eyes trailed down to regard the wolf below it, a large black and white male who seemed rather amused by her failings. Belle rolled her eyes in a typical teenager fashion, but couldn’t hold back a snort in response to his laughter. “I know! It’s like they don’t want to get eaten, or something.” Bellamy responded with mock indignation, shooting another pointed glare at the river itself.
Belle’s eyes settled back onto the unusual pair, tilting her head.“Why do you have a bird?” She asked in a blunt tone laced with humour, eyeing the thing off warily with raised eyebrows.