Brain Over Brawn

*Isabella* · 04-22-2014, 09:45 AM

Isabella

For some reason the male looked sad. She wondered why. But at least the male didn?t leave yet, it?s not like she truly wanted to be alone again but she didn?t mind if she was. Something seemed to have change in the male, he acted more like an adult and less excitable. Even so, he looked like he was being scolded by her words almost like a pup in trouble. As the male spoke she went back to her meal, her ears twitched every now and then. Pulling out a piece of meat and snapping it up she turned back to him.

It was true, this was no normal place to make a kill and any wolf less confident in themselves would never risk such a thing. ?Yes, this isn?t a place others would hunt, it is reserved for those who are sure in their steps, in their every move, one who can control so much as their every though.? She nodded slightly as she spoke able to see the logic in that. Yes it was an easy thing to think of a kill her but to do it? Maybe it was more rare than she first thought. As he went on she went back to her meal before a brief pause in the male?s words.

Looking up she met his eyes thinking over his words. Kind wolves, those that cared for others were not truly rare but one who cared enough for another to actually get active was not common. [COLOR=blue][B]?I suppose, there could be foolish wolves that try a kill like this, ones who do not know each step they take and end up as worse off as their prey. Helping them would be, well not natural but the right thing to do.? The male was being honest with her so she was being honest with him. Not that she let her guard down, no she would never do that on a first meeting, but she didn?t exactly reject or ignore what the honest male had to say.

To think of a wolf who was always like this, always like a pup full of energy and running about. It indeed wasn?t proper, Isabella imagined for a moment if ever wolf acted like this and frowned at the thought. What a pawfull that would be, a world with no discipline, no respect and non-stop chatter. No she much prefer the proper way of things yet would not argue the way this wolf acted. ?Change is not always good. Nature is nature, I am who I am and you are who you are. We may not like it but there is no way around it.? Her cold logical words made it clear she may not have practically liked the wolf but she would do her best to accept his pupish ways.

Now he spoke about being an alpha, being in a pack. ?No, it is not a bold assumption, the alphas I have seen have been noting but vile, fools with no respect no tact no care, only blood and power.? Pausing she turned back to her meal as he went on but intend none the less. A pack without borders? A pack of closeness? It was a novel idea but it was something that had little chance of working, with no order what was there in a pack? The male?s idea of a pack wasn?t that bad though, family with power to protect, one that shared in each other?s lives and were bonded like a true family. Isabella was surprised, she didn?t think this male had that much seriousness in him.

With her belly full, she paused a moment to groom her legs and chest before stepping over what was left of the carcass. ?Not a bad idea, not at all for a pack but you know there is more to being an Alpha than just having a good idea. Other packs will interact with yours and to deal with them you must be a responsible Alpha. All of this?.pup like behavior, this bouncing around this playfulness. That would only be seen as a sign of weakness or worse, disrespect to another pack. I have seen my share of official meetings and been part of delegations. The idea is a good one but you need more than hope to make a pack, you need responsibility.?

Isabella debated on whether or not this male had responsibility, or any hope of having it. If not maybe his mate did, she hoped she did for if this pack was formed and such disrespect was seen war would break out. At least it would have with her old Alphas had they faced someone like this. Licking her lips she had said all she wished to for the moment and moved aside, finding herself a place to sit on a relatively flat area of rock. She could tell this male didn?t want to be chased away, not to be shunned, maybe he even feared it. Though she didn?t really understand the feeling she wouldn?t want to harm his male without good cause. ?The remainder of the meal is all yours, better this one live on in us than rot here.? With that said she set about to grooming herself more to get the blood and scent of death out of her fur.

"My words are for all.""My thoughts are not."

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