Don't you know it's hopeless? I'm a lost case baby
12-29-2013, 09:03 PM
The killer's head swung around, gaze fixing on Qanik's, and Qanik saw a smile spread over that blood-stained maw. The other female seemed to be mocking her, silently but still expressively. Qanik glared back at her from the top of the small hill. Then a paw came up, an obvious invitation to join her if ever she saw one. Qanik narrowed her eyes consideringly, but what other choice did she have? Turn around and walk away? No, that was no choice at all. She stalked down the slope, coming to a stop a short distance from the other wolf, and surveyed her. Her ears came forward and her tail raised aggressively, and Qanik drew herself up to her less-than-impressive, but by no means inconsiderable height, but she made no move to attack. Everything about this yellow-eyed white wolf screamed that something was seriously wrong with her, and the blood staining the white pelt was an obvious sign that she'd killed the poor male on the other side of the hill and her face showed absolutely no regret for it, but it was not in Qanik to simply attack anymore than it was in her to just walk away - she had to know. You killed that wolf over there? she growled, the question coming out in a deep husky voice. Without waiting for an answer, for the answer was obvious, she continued. Why? Speech, |