At The Scene Of A Grizzly Murder

*Mercy II* · (This post was last modified: 05-16-2020, 06:07 PM by Mercy II.)

There weren't many plans in the pale wolf's mind, aimlessly wandering the lands as she sought something, anything out. Life hadn't been as entertaining as she had wanted it to be, and the female was growing bored. Days seemed to melt into one as she went out searching for some fun. It could be anything at this point, although she had a few clear favorites. A heavy sigh left her lips as she roamed into the dark forest, pulling herself out of her mind to glance at the blue like haze that seemed to filter across the landscape. It would be a bit spooky to just anyone, but Mercy welcomed the chill that settled across her spine. It rose her hackles, a creeping smile splitting apart her inky lips. It was a start, that was for sure. She had a feeling that this forest held more than it dared to say, the dense fog wrapping around her ankles. If she could purr, she would right now, settling as she started to feel more like herself.

Ears pulled forward as she heard a chorus of crows call before taking to the sky. Purple eyes cast just below where they had taken off from, her nostrils flaring as she turned in that direction. Usually a flock of that size was generally scared off of something, and she wanted to know what by. Running her tongue over her lips, she crashed through the underbrush without much care to silence her steps. Besides, it was a tad bit hard for the dire wolf sized girl to move with much grace, large paws slapping the ground with force. Pushing her way into a small clearing, a very interested scene started to unfold before her. A young pup tore at one end of a long dead elk, a crazed looking bear at the other end. Mercy watched with a single raised black brow, eyeing the bold pup that dropped her snack and ran to bite at the bear instead. She heard the creature roar, enough to make her own gaze fly wide open. My my, what a daring little child this was. She could just stand here and watch the little thing get squished by the massive grizzly, but that didn't sound very fun. Ever since she herself was that little, she had had a small obsession with taking on big bears. It made her feel like a bad ass, what could she say? Plus, this one didn't look quite right, the scent of it seemed more death like than the clearly dead elk. Shrugging her shoulders, Mercy jumped in to join the fray.

Moving to the same side as the child, the scarred wolf charged up and bit the bear on the shoulder as it moved to pluck the pup from its hind end. She could taste blood welling into her mouth as she sliced into its skin. Instead of the usual enjoyment that followed the taste, Mercy let go with a small wretch, spitting the blood from her maw. It wasn't right, something was very wrong with this bear... She hadn't much time before a large paw came for her, leaving her little time to drop her body onto the forest floor below, just missing the massive claws that were aimed for her side. "Quite a bold move, taking on this thing," she called towards the girl, picking herself up with a shake, eyes trained on the massive beast. Its moves were crazed and erratic, harder to place than any other large predator. This would be fun...

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At The Scene Of A Grizzly Murder

Mercy II