Birds of a Feather
01-24-2014, 03:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-24-2014, 03:04 PM by Twig I.)
She had her catch, now all that was left was the escape, which would be slightly harder than anticipated. Behind her furiously flew the mother of the meal that dangled between her jaws. She was the winner, it would just depend on Twig's ability to escape and the swan as to when she would enjoy the meat. She would try to escape through the underbrush of the wood, hopefully it was thick enough to dissuade the avian from following. As she made one last burst for the wood however she would hear someone bark. Violet gaze would widen as she realized she was headed right for another wolf. It was possible the event would turn out in her favor after all. She would veer off so as not to collide with the man, fast enough that the swan would be confused as to which figure she needed to follow. "Run!" She'd squeal with her mouth full, warning him about the swan that was soon to be occupied with his face. She would leap into the undergrowth, pushing herself under roots and foliage as she hid herself from the enraged bird. Sorry 'bout your kids sweetie, but I gotta eat. A smile would wedge itself onto her features as she wondered absently what had happened to the man she had led the swan to. I can talk! |