stay out of my bay

With a final hard crunch, Theory released the cat from her grasp. Another yowl erupted from her throat before she finally turned tail (a new notch in it, clearly broken) and ran for the treeline. Breathing hard, Theory sat back with her haunches in the shallows of the ocean. Pleasant waves lapped at her back. They were small little wavelets this close to shore, gentle and refreshing in their touch. She gave Corvus a big, goofy grin. They both had blood on their lips. "Fish for dinner... again. Fish for dinner forever," Theo chuckled. Eating this much fish did nice things to their coats - Abaven had certainly never been shinier - but she was getting real tired of the taste. In fact, she wasn't really in the mood for eating at all. They could certainly bring it back for the rest of the pack though.

"Corvus, what was Abaven like when you were growing up?" Theo asked, half an ear perked in curiosity. Although the question seemed to materialize out of thin air, she'd been thinking about it for quite a long time. Had Shaye been alpha when he was younger? "Just curious. Shaye thought that I could..." her voice grew nervous and soft at the mention of her mentor. "Well, she thought that I would lead us to a bright future. How can I do that if I don't know the past?"