It's a strange fit
10-11-2013, 02:20 AM
After she rose he got up and stretched himself. Though didn't feel the need to yawn. His two different colored eyes pulled over the snow. They already had enough, but there would still be more? Well it was the north, so it didn't really surprise him. At times the white stuff could be annoying when it came to hunting. Oddity had grown up in a thick and dark forest after all. His tail flicked as he stood on all fours looking at the lady. "Perhaps we could go for a morning hunt, moose may be out at this hour." Oddity had seen them before here. They were winter female moose, usually in groups, the males tended to wander alone if not with the mate and children. It'd be easy to take down a female with two wolves. Oddity was up for stretching his muscles as well. Having a nice meal would prove to be nice, and it was plenty of bonding for the two of them. Oddity found himself, feeling rather different, from when he had before. It was odd, to feel things. Speech, |