Are you paying attention?

*Misery* · 09-24-2021, 10:08 PM

Misery and his litter were a solid year old now. The dark coated wolf had won his first fight against Carnage even if not every one afterwards. Still, as far as sisters went, he could acknowledge her as being worthy of their name. If she stayed that way in Misery’s site was still a thing for the future. Misery was small and lean but for all that he was a giant when it came to his level of confidence. He just didn’t bother to show it around most wolves. Carnage was different both in his being family and it mixed well with Carnage’s own demeanor.

It was especially dark tonight, clouds fat with snow stole away light that might have otherwise reached them from moon and stars. This was his favorite season. Lying down on the volcano he felt the roughness of the ground hidden beneath the snow, and small flurries were falling onto his silver back. Misery could easily go unnoticed to those not actively searching the terrain. Just another splash of silvery snow atop the dark landscape. He howled, calling for his sister to come and fight but then he lay his head down so that his eyes barely peaked out from between his paws. Would she spot him? Would she expect this bit of trickery?

Misery wanted a spar but whether it started by a mutual agreement or surprise attack would be up to Carnages observational skills. Misery wanted to grin, wag his tail and tense up in expectation. Instead he didn’t move, remain relaxed and patiently waited. Games were only as good as the attention they were given.

Speech:"Want to play? "

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