Awwwkward
12-03-2013, 02:02 PM
Winter was here, and she clawed at the females fur like a leopard scaling a tree. But pay no heed, it was warm and comforting, she enjoyed the cold, blended with the snow, hunted in its silence and killed in her threshold. The winter was a creature that was just like her, they where both the same in their cold edges, frozen centers, and leaking tops. What was the world without its winter, and what was the world without Chill? Everything centered on the two, and anything that said otherwise could drown in the avalanche that was their fury.
The land though seemed to want to defy, want to refuse the winter and her embrace, this western place was warm for being in the dead of winter, and how the female long to drop the temperature. But one such as her could do no feat as great as that, she was no goddess though she wished to be addressed as one, she was only a serpent slithering through the snow. Her paws making her dance through the forest in a forward wolf trot as she explored this new land.
There was nothing interesting here, no puppies to step on, no elders to shove down a mountain, no way to figure out what the appropriate response was. This alone was going to leave her slightly confused, perhaps today she would rage at her confusion by attacking the first living thing she saw. Or perhaps this would be the day where she met someone in this landscape filled with trees and mountains.
With that thought the scent of company flirted with her nostrils, a devious smile started at the corners and slowly turned upward as her head swung in the direction of the scent. What was this, what was this, was this new prey that she smelled, or was this the scent of a worthy one? Oh how she wanted to find out, so her legs angled away from her body as she darted in the direction towards him and paused a few meters away.
Blue eyes flickered along his body as she sized him up, her white fur brushed against the trees as she rubbed against them so keenly, her back arching as she chuckled, rubbing her scent all over the area before she turned back towards him and approached. Her lips pulled back, she wasn?t sure if she was snarling or smiling, a two breath click escaped her throat. Who was this, who was this, this man that she saw, what was the proper response to him.
He was a lot bigger than her, stronger even; her tiny body surely was no match for one so large and imposing. But who said she had common sense? No one ever. Chill was now trying to figure out what to do, when you first meet someone what did you do? Did you try to dominate them and then ask who they where, or ask who they where first and then dominate? Or did you roll over and submit? Or did you just stare? Or did you try to taunt them into playing your little games? Oh she liked this one better.
She lowered her front legs into the show, her butt sticking in the air as she lifted her tail above her haunches, and flicked her ears forward in a playful but dominant showing. Come here big boy. What?s the worst that could happen! She asked him, her eyes a lit with fire as she watched his face carefully as she baited him to come closer to her. Oh this would be fun, how off setting she was at the moment, she felt like summer, even though she knew her soul was of winter.
The land though seemed to want to defy, want to refuse the winter and her embrace, this western place was warm for being in the dead of winter, and how the female long to drop the temperature. But one such as her could do no feat as great as that, she was no goddess though she wished to be addressed as one, she was only a serpent slithering through the snow. Her paws making her dance through the forest in a forward wolf trot as she explored this new land.
There was nothing interesting here, no puppies to step on, no elders to shove down a mountain, no way to figure out what the appropriate response was. This alone was going to leave her slightly confused, perhaps today she would rage at her confusion by attacking the first living thing she saw. Or perhaps this would be the day where she met someone in this landscape filled with trees and mountains.
With that thought the scent of company flirted with her nostrils, a devious smile started at the corners and slowly turned upward as her head swung in the direction of the scent. What was this, what was this, was this new prey that she smelled, or was this the scent of a worthy one? Oh how she wanted to find out, so her legs angled away from her body as she darted in the direction towards him and paused a few meters away.
Blue eyes flickered along his body as she sized him up, her white fur brushed against the trees as she rubbed against them so keenly, her back arching as she chuckled, rubbing her scent all over the area before she turned back towards him and approached. Her lips pulled back, she wasn?t sure if she was snarling or smiling, a two breath click escaped her throat. Who was this, who was this, this man that she saw, what was the proper response to him.
He was a lot bigger than her, stronger even; her tiny body surely was no match for one so large and imposing. But who said she had common sense? No one ever. Chill was now trying to figure out what to do, when you first meet someone what did you do? Did you try to dominate them and then ask who they where, or ask who they where first and then dominate? Or did you roll over and submit? Or did you just stare? Or did you try to taunt them into playing your little games? Oh she liked this one better.
She lowered her front legs into the show, her butt sticking in the air as she lifted her tail above her haunches, and flicked her ears forward in a playful but dominant showing. Come here big boy. What?s the worst that could happen! She asked him, her eyes a lit with fire as she watched his face carefully as she baited him to come closer to her. Oh this would be fun, how off setting she was at the moment, she felt like summer, even though she knew her soul was of winter.