just like this
06-02-2019, 05:24 PM
Large silvery paws made deep prints in the sands of the beach, the winds shuffling along eagerly as he did so. He walked with a natural grace, his head held aligned with his spin as his tail waved behind him like a banner. Oxide’s stride was confident if not a little slow as he began to explore the massive island. At first he hadn’t noticed the smell of another wolf taking up residence here, nor did he see the macabre decorations hung in the shaded branches of the trees until he was closer to the edge of the forest.
Deep garnet gaze traveled the trunks and branches as he tried to identify the different remains. He slowed as he looked on, rusty ears perked towards the forest when the sound of pawsteps drew his attention more fully. The wolf he had scented earlier, a fully mature man roughly the same size as Oxide. His markings were somewhat similar in color, though the stranger was alabaster where Ox was silver.
The nightingale boy felt his hackles raise at the obvious aggression of the stranger. ”Leave.” the words left the ivory wolf’s lips, likely Oxide’s only warning. The boy was young and cocky, full of himself and overconfident in his ability. He felt the hair raise along his spine as he lifted his rusted lips to show off his pearly canines. Ox lowered his head, rolling his shoulders forward as he evened his stance.
”And if I don’t?” Ox knew there was no need for decorum here. If he didn’t do as he was told, and he never did as he was told anymore, there would be blood drawn. There was no doubt about that.
Deep garnet gaze traveled the trunks and branches as he tried to identify the different remains. He slowed as he looked on, rusty ears perked towards the forest when the sound of pawsteps drew his attention more fully. The wolf he had scented earlier, a fully mature man roughly the same size as Oxide. His markings were somewhat similar in color, though the stranger was alabaster where Ox was silver.
The nightingale boy felt his hackles raise at the obvious aggression of the stranger. ”Leave.” the words left the ivory wolf’s lips, likely Oxide’s only warning. The boy was young and cocky, full of himself and overconfident in his ability. He felt the hair raise along his spine as he lifted his rusted lips to show off his pearly canines. Ox lowered his head, rolling his shoulders forward as he evened his stance.
”And if I don’t?” Ox knew there was no need for decorum here. If he didn’t do as he was told, and he never did as he was told anymore, there would be blood drawn. There was no doubt about that.
