You Were My Conscience...
03-26-2013, 08:25 AM
~*~ Gargoyle started tearing at the warm carcuss. Rather than just dig in, when he was with Ocena, his first thought was to rip back to the tough hide so that she wouldn't have to - and so they could dig into the meat together. It was no easy job either! But Gargoyle had the neck muscles of a bull moose. He yanked and tore at the hide on the deer's side till the tender flesh and meat was revealed beneath. A portion of the rawhide came off in his jaws and he lost his balance - flopping back and skidding on his hind quarters. He spit out the deer fluff and fur as he came back to his paws. It was then that he heard Ocena's remark. No hunting deer in the south? Gargoyle gave a subtle gasp of disappointment and shock. But then his shoulders adopted a playful, prowling sort of hunch and his eyes zeroed in on his mate. "Well maybe I'll just have to go for something...smaller." But the moment was more or less shattered by a sudden high pitched shout of hello. Gargoyle halted his prowling advance and raised his head, looking down at the little newcomer. What an brave little thing. Stupid too, but his adorableness rather made up for it. For a second the northern drake just stood there staring. The relaxed mood he was in made it possible for emotions to glimmer through - and now his brows arched slightly, showing an amused confusion. "Well Well. Iniko? My name is Gargoyle, and this is my lovely wife Ocena," he gestured with a loving paw towards the she-wolf. It was hard not to carry through with formalities when the little pup was so ready to offer his own name. No doubt the critter had an interest in the fresh killed food - but there was still traces of milk scent on him. A weanling, then? Certainly his mother had to be about somewhere. But such questions would be comforting coming from a female. Gargoyle glanced towards Ocena. The two of them were a bit more insinc now and Gargoyle felt that Ocena would know what to say - at least more than he would. Meanwhile his ears had perked. He was searching for traces of the mother. There was a scent - but the wind was against him and he couldn't place it. Probably the fae would be out of her mind with worry - and fear as soon as she saw what was going on - her son approaching two strange wolves at a kill of their own. Having a mind on this, Gargoyle first sat, then lay down sphinx like beside his mate and his kill. It brought him more to the pup's level and made his great size far less intimidating. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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