no special little snowflake
06-12-2022, 06:34 PM
Wren noticed the pale girl joining the hunt. She growled in response, her focus entirely on the hare as it darted away. If they didn't work together, the prey would escape. She charged after it, leaping and weaving over and under fallen logs. Her eyes entirely on the kicking backside, she veered to the side and began to race ahead. Her aim was to keep it nervous with the pale wolf, too nervous to focus on the brunette. She'd cut off the escape. Simple as that. Skidding to a halt, she saw the girl chase the hare toward her and slow. The prey assumed it lost the other wolf, eyes flying open in shock as it looked at the larger woman. It gave a final squeal before it met jaws. Blood sprayed the forest floor, and Wren felt accomplishment again. The only thing to do next was divvy up the prey between the two females. And she hoped nobody was hurt about it. Wren needed more since she was in a pack. 2/3 - track and hunt small prey (arctic hare) |
put me out of my misery
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me