Let Loose the Hounds of War
07-21-2020, 08:14 PM
This day hadn't arrived soon enough. The tawny wolf was antsier than ever, a nervous current running beneath her skin as she floated over the grasslands towards the meeting spot. Her companion trailed behind her -- fully grown, now, and feeding off the energy she seemed to possess in spades. If her season had made her restless, she was ever more so, now, twitching with movement even as she rolled to a stop among the rest of her packmates. Mal cast a glance over the gathering, recalling the last time they'd gathered like this. When she'd lost.
A sliver of fang peeked from beneath her curling lips, nostrils flaring at the memory. The stakes were higher now, and she wouldn't lose again.
Her ears pitched forward at Sirius' call, taking in the words, grasping the strength in them. She rolled her shoulders back, feeling the press of her leather armor. Training had broken it in, molded it to her form, but today it'd be put to the test. Her claws were sharpened to a shine. And when Pachou nudged at her elbow with an impatient murmur, she grinned down at him, allowing for a thread of giddy excitement. Let's go!
A sliver of fang peeked from beneath her curling lips, nostrils flaring at the memory. The stakes were higher now, and she wouldn't lose again.
Her ears pitched forward at Sirius' call, taking in the words, grasping the strength in them. She rolled her shoulders back, feeling the press of her leather armor. Training had broken it in, molded it to her form, but today it'd be put to the test. Her claws were sharpened to a shine. And when Pachou nudged at her elbow with an impatient murmur, she grinned down at him, allowing for a thread of giddy excitement. Let's go!