On the Warpath (Bear Hunt)
06-01-2013, 06:45 AM
Something dark flashed across the folds of snow. It must have been a shadow. What else could it be, but the shadow of a wolf? For it was far too large to below to any living creature of the canine family. Dogs and wolves of that size had not existed since the elder days when caves were the only shelters and fire was still the weapon of the gods. The mottled black shadow went from one corner of the frozen realm to the other ? from the frosty, pebbly shores of the sapphire lake, to the to the grey peaks of the Alpine-esq peaks, to the green-grey shadow of the pine forests, until he had found and spoken with the souls that he sought: Firstly, a dark pelted male, youthful and lithe, but with violent green eyes that seemed to hold all the nightmares of a poison-induced sleep. Secondly, to a tall, robust male of dashing visage and intricate grey markings. Thirdly, to a creature who blew them all away in strangeness of appearance, standing in the snow with rubicund coat and inverse, zebra striped limbs. And fourthly, a delicate, female, simply and black and lovely, with only a few faded scars to add remark to her simple ebony dress. To the first three he gave the same simple message: ?Follow me, if you please.? They could obey their Chief, as they had sworn to do or ignore, he never once looked back. He had others to find and work to complete. Only when he came to the fourth wolf, the female, did he expand, first to her and then to them all. ?Miss Midnight, an old friend of yours has been scented within our borders, I believe, attempting to find a den for the winter. We go to deal with this, and I should like to have your senses at our disposal.? His yellow, draconic eyes drifted over the trio of gathered males. ?Out of the pack I?ve chosen you three. Oxia, you are my Beta and only recently have proved yourself in that tangle with the snow-cat. Awaken, whatever else you are, I have seen you to be a fierce, capable warrior. And Odin, I think it?s about time we see what you?re made of.? Yes, there were all fine specimens of what Glaciem had to offer, add to them, one tiger sized Chief and they had a hunting party any creature would be right to shrink from. But now to the basics of their war path: Gargoyle raised his head and addressed them all. ?Bears, are too dangerous to be allowed to roam unchecked in our territory. As some of you have no doubt heard, one recently requested permission to stay and hibernate, and promises to do no harm to our wolves. So far, Zanire, has kept to her word and I have no problem with her. But she is more the exception that proves the rule. There is another bear, a large black one with a blind eye and a chipped ear, who, has more than enough strength and dominance to make himself a threat to our pack.? Snowflakes began to flicker down from the heavens, not the gusty, blizzard sort, just the light , dancing ones that more resembled feathers or dust mites. ?Winter is upon us,? said Gargoyle. ?And it is the best time for hunting for the bears will be slow and sleepy and stuffed with food to the point of lethargy. Even so, it will be enraged that we dare disturb it. Hopefully, with a show of force and some wounds we can drive it out of our borders and back into the south.? For the first time a tremor of feeling flavored the male?s words ? a hint of a growl ?But if not?? He let their imaginations make up the rest. ?Our first goal is to track it, which Miss Midnight shall do for us. When we find it?s cave, then we lay out a plan of attack.? The male snorted and rolled his shoulders, signifying his wrap up. ?This is the one chance for any of you to back out if you so wish.? Whatever his words might be, ti was quite clear than any who chose to do so, were doing it upon peril of exposed cowardice. Gargoyle?s real reason for this was giving them the oppurutnity to affirm their following. After all, they didn?t want to miss the party, did they? |
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