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Morning Bells A'ringing.



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11-09-2014, 03:04 PM
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It was a chilly early morning when the sun has yet to slowly creep up and over the ridged horizon to shine down on the great land before it. The song birds have yet to chirp their morning delights and soar over the valley in the spacious skies above to head to warmer climates. There was not a single cloud in sight in the open dark sky as a small gust of icy wind sent the willows in a graceful dance, most creatures of all different sizes slumber and wait for the morning rays to warm their coats. With the winter coming sooner than the wolf thought, the grass had become dry and brittle with a thin layer of frost under each step of his worn out paw pads.

While most creatures slumbered peacefully in their homes, a fairly large sized creature trotted across the land in steady long elegant strides to loosen his tight muscles from being cramped in a make shift den. Ebony lowed head to sniff the earth below as he came to a slowly paused, his multi colored nostrils flared as the scent of the other wolves swirled in his nose and sent a thrill down his spine. Has he unknowingly strolled onto pack land? Nose lifted into the cool breeze in hopes to catch a pack scent, but only the smell of other loners was caught. With a huff and a flicker of his gaze, the smooth canine?s warm digits settled on a lumpy figure off in the distance.

Maverick hesitated, unsure whether he should pursuit towards the shadowy figure or move on. But when the delicate scent of a feminine whirled towards him, his paws moved before his brain could decide what he should do. His ebony head high with confidence, chest out with pride, tail raised but low enough to show respect, ears fell back slightly listening for others just in case she was not alone, and rich citrine digits softened as he fell into a casual and silky troll in her direction. The male knew he had an intimidating appearance, often times getting attack by males just because of it. But the canine did his best to make himself look less of a threat. That?s hard when he was riddled with scars.

His tone was gentle when he spoke in hopes to not startle the lady. ?What is a gorgeous lady like you doing out here without her mate?? Maverick playfully teased as he paused a few feet before her, giving her space to decide whether he was welcomed to talk to her or not, ?It?s dangerous to be out without a man. Males, like myself, tend to be drawn to lone beauties out in about without her pack and her mate.? The canine let a chuckle escape him, an impish grin played along his lips as he waited for her response. Listening for her possible mate or other pack members, ready to fight or flight just in case. The smell of the meat ticked him, stomach gave off a low rumble he easily ignored and hoped she did not hear. ?I hope I'm not interrupting anything.?