Unexpected Refuge
02-14-2013, 12:32 PM
His heart was beating fast and the sound was echoing in his ears, which were still stuck to his skull. As he physically relaxed his muscles, his ears lifted and his tail even wagged a bit. He gazed around him, staring first at the doe lying still on the earth. In the cool air he could see heat radiating off of her body. His mouth began to salivate as he whipped his head around to see Ashtoreth arriving on the scene, praising him for the ease of the kill. It had been relatively easy, but then again he had picked the weakest link to prey upon. Good thing too, if she'd have run I would never have caught her. As she gazed right at him he felt a shiver run up and down his spine, and he shook instinctively to cover it up. Turning his gaze back to her, Leon spoke up. Come on, let's eat. We'll need our strength. He had a feeling she wouldn't eat until he did, and so the man moved to the doe's hip. Although she was thinner than her companions had been, she had more than enough meat on her to satisfy the two wolves for a while. Canine fangs sliced open the doe's hip with moderate ease as he began to feast on his kill. It had been a while since he'd enjoyed deer, Leon had almost forgotten how much he enjoyed it. When he'd eaten enough to take the curb off of his hunger, Leon looked up. Blood stained his maw and cheeks, but somehow it looked regal. He watched her for a moment, a faint smile upon his lips. I'm glad you're here with me. He had wanted to say more, had more on his mind to elaborate, and yet no more words would come. Leon fell silent and tucked his head back down restlessly to take another bite of flesh from the doe. He licked his lips eagerly, thankful that he had managed to pull down the doe. Already he could feel even more energy surging into his body, and he knew that provided they got enough rest and kept being able to eat, they would soon be back to their normal selves. The cinnamon colored male was growing full, and unwilling to put himself into a glutton stupor, he removed himself from the kill, standing and lying down a yard away. I'm stuffed, he muttered, to no one in particular. Leon stretched his front legs in front of him, and his back legs behind him. Retracting them slowly he felt more stiffness leave his frame. Craning his head down, he rested his chin upon his forepaws, cerulean eyes settling onto Ashtoreth. She was quite the sight to behold, and Leon couldn't help but stare. However, he knew it was rude to do so, not to mention awkward, and so he reluctantly forced his gaze away. A sigh slipped from his lips as his tail drummed a gentle rhythm on the earth below him. Speech, |
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