Icy moments
08-08-2013, 10:40 PM
Again the ghost had made her slip away from the pack. An odd sens of energy and freedom washed over her. The usual calm and silent wolfess sprinted along the ice body leaping into the air in high archs. Jaws parted in a grin as she continued her icey dance. The scent of a rare snow hare froze her. Small delicate frame twisted to find the little rabbit. She knew she had two choices; let her body blend with the land or chase it down. This pent up energy leadher to choice number two. Like death was licking at her heels she bolted towards the white fluff ball. The poor thing was only able to take a few paniced hops before jaws closed around it. She crushed the warm body, enjoying the blood flowing own her throat and dripping to the ground. But eyes fell upon two things she had not planned for. One a white female with brown markings and some unknown massive object. Interst drew her to join the other, green eye fixatedon the cold, dead thing. Was it a rock? It did not look like one. The fur along her body rose with an uneasy sense. Speech Thought Others |