Curiosity Killed the Cat, but Not the Wolf
09-11-2013, 03:18 AM
Jungle green gaze swept the landscape. The breeze gently tugged at his fur, beckoning him into the world. It had been already near a year since Knight had arrived in Ala and so far he still had yet to find a pack. He was in no rush, however. Simply seeking out his place in the world...and he wondered where it might be. The wolf Mercianne...she was very pretty. But at the same time, she had cubs of her own already. Young ones. He didn't mind that...it was the fact that she had a mate, and there was still the possibility that he would come back. The young male took a breath, tasting the scent of buffalo upon the wind. Casting a downwards glance he would see them, and the brute would lie down as he kept a cool gaze on them. He was hungry, but not nearly enough to risk trying to go for one of the beasts alone. He didn't hunt with others, unless of course it was a packmate. Paws would cross one another as he basked in his resting spot. Eyes began to drift slowly closed before something would rip the silent sound barrier, causing him to turn and find the source of the noise. On the other side of the sloping hill, he spotted a creature somewhat smaller then he. A wolf, howling its lungs out. Ears would cock back, the sound...why was she howling? He glanced at the herd below, and seemingly they already began to band together and would soon take their charge. What the hell is that kid doing? It's dangerous to be doing that out here! He thought with annoyance. He kept his gaze on her, wondering if she knew that it was potentially dangers for her to do such a thing. Little did he know that he was about to have a close encounter with the girl...as the herd moved its way towards their direction. Speech Thought Others |