Boneweary
12-04-2013, 09:33 AM
Her paws swiveled around the elk's liver in the snow as she stared down in the ground in first an intent manner and then in disinterest. Her head turned toward Aranya as she tilted her head, judging the other female in a manner of personality and not on her physical structure. "Well, that's the difference between a family pack, one with the only breeding pair being the mother and father..." Her voice trailed off for a moment as her gaze slide along the upper region of the mountains, wondering what it would be like for just a second to be a bird, able to fly far away from being down below. "And then there's these units or packs, not of family bonds and alpha breeding pairs. Since the blood doesn't tie, what stops a challenger from killing an alpha versus exiling him?" Chill paused for a moment as she leveled her gaze at the bigger female her body slowly rising from the snow as she flicked her ears forward as she tried to portray her own meaning. There was nothing that would stop a challenger from killing a past alpha, no blood ties, no family. "The things that hold them together, is a lot different than what holds a traditional pack together." Her voice transferred back to the same old cold detachment, Packs where not worthy of their time, only a crude impersonation of the true family unit. That longing for companionship, understanding, friendship, it was all trash emotions that where and should be locked away so the strong could do what needed to be done. Instead they lived by false laws set in stone to protected the alphas, instead of by the laws of the wild and tooth and claw, that would have to change, even if that meant utterly destroying a pack from the inside out. For something new to begin, something else must be brought to an end. Chill smiled, this loner she met, this unknown sister in the winters embrace, this one that she was now face to face with, was friend now but easily could change into an enemy later. But that didn't matter, all that mattered was that they survived this winter. "I hope you will." Then maybe I'll be able to taste your entrails...will they taste like this elks or will they bitter sweet? She finished the musing inside of her head before she looked around. "Perhaps we can find more loners to spend the winter with, a makeshift pack maybe until we all find a place we can call home." Chill continued to look around, but now she was looking for an area to make a den in. The winter was long, and the sun did not shine, red and black, fire and death, the only light cast upon this world was the light from the shadow of the flames as many would perish in the coming days. She would make sure of it. Speech, |
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