My Automatic Action

Massive paws carried the young man through the southern lands, he found amusement in remaining close by to his father’s birthplace and conflicts with Fireside wolves were guaranteed to be amusing. He walked with little purpose and no fear, as a loner he did whatever he pleased and as a giant he feared little in the forest. Small creatures feared him though. As the morning continued song birds announced his presence to the world.

The Destruction man had never been an excellent hunter, but he was a great tracker and as long as no one caught him had no issue with scavenging. That was one reason he still had such good condition. He wasn’t against stealing from smaller predators, and almost everything was smaller than he was including his own species. In honesty he enjoyed hunting his own kind more than prey, taking someone by surprise… He grinned at the memory of pushing Poem into the fires, though he was reminded of his shortcomings. One of them being not taking his sister’s life the other that he had been seen by Odysseus. Thankfully at least one of them was dead now.

He happened upon the woman on accident, his paws tracked the plains lazily when he caught sight of her dark form in the early sun. Noir lingered in a cluster of huge pieces so he might not be seen until he was ready. While she was distracted with her balance he made his approach. Expression curious as his blue and lavender eyes fell on her and didn’t pull away. He wasn’t sure but she looked as bored as he felt. Without conflict from his family life was too quiet. ”Don’t slip.” He commented almost off hand but his attention was obviously hers.