First spilt blood [Champion]
03-28-2013, 10:36 PM
~*~ Body...opening. Earth? Grooming? Champion was on her feet, but her mind was still lagging a bit. She hadn't been able to give the stranger a proper answer to that question either. But when Champion spoke of pups and saw the reaction it brought - that snapped her into place. Of course it was perfectly natural for a she-wolf to be protective of the lives inside her. Who was Champion but some freakishly large elk's chew-toy? She couldn't been dangerous! Alright, well she was - but not to a stranger who'd done her no harm. In fact - Champ searched the fuzzy parts of her mind - hadn't the grey she-wolf just offered assistance? That was nice of her. But for the present - Champion made sure to show herself as no threat. She twisted her ears round and gave her tail a shake -- immediately regretting it as the splintered bones somewhere in there rubbed together. "Don't let it trouble you," she murmured - surprised at how soothing her voice could be without her trying to make it so. Her red eyes read those violet ones aright then she had a shadow of understanding. "Your secrets safe with me." Anyway, it was none of her business or concern. Seemed she'd made an intrusion just by mentioning it, and for that she dipped her head apologetically. But that was about as submissive as she planned to get. Her ribs might be sprained, her tail might be broken, her left leg might be half falling off her body - but she still carried herself like a warrior. The next words out of the stranger's mouth made Champion wonder if she hadn't really hit her head a bit too hard this time. But no. No, they had a sense of their own. Like poetry. But it was the sort that was only understood if the meaning was already known. Flowers speaking - trail - blood - was she talking about the elk's blood trail on the forest floor? It was the only sense Champion could put to it. She herself could be elegant of speak when she wanted to be - but she was still young - and honest enough to admit to herself when something simply went over her head. Wisedom came with age after all - and Champion, for all her size and fearlessness - was only two. Well, two and a half. "Haunting..." she said quietly. "Is that some sort of poetry?" Whether she was actually getting at something or her question only proving her ignorance, Champion had no control over. She was more worried about the fact that a loner with gimpy leg wasn't likely to see their next birthday. After flicking her ears to gesture respectfully that she'd heard the lady's words, she turned herself away. A few, limping steps later, she was brought within a pace of the tree, and seemed to be staring down the hunk of redwood before her. Then, gritting her teeth, she did what she had to. WHAM! "AH-HA!" Champion stiffled a yelp with hissed words. With her considerable bodyweight behind it - she'd slammed her shoulder into the tree- forcing the joints back together. She'd seen it done before in the Far North - the only difference being that they used stones and sides of ice caves. No trees up there. Now that she could walk on all fours again, Champion turned back to facing her new hunting companion. "Always wanted to see if that really works." she shook out her foreleg and rolled her massive shoulders. Taking in another shakey breath she nodded her head in the direction of the blood trail. "Shall we, then?" ~*~ ~I?m now becoming my own S.e.l.f.-.f.u.l.f.i.l.l.e.d. Prophecy ~ |