I Spy With My Little Eye...
Mortis
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
7 Years
Female
191
Dragon Mod
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
6 Years
Male
93
Seadragoness
Mortis was making his way through the mangroves, pouncing on twigs and imagining himself a mighty hunter or warrior. Those were the two things he wanted to be. He was enjoying hunting, if only because it was Asla who had been taking him on that experience, and he wanted to be an epic fighter. His family seemed to like strength, and he didn’t want to let them down.
He was peeking around a corner, when he caught sight of a thin little slip of a girl, with markings like rib cages along her chest. She didn’t look too happy, and Mortis couldn’t fathom why.
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
7 Years
Female
191
Dragon Mod
She wasn't fully in tune with her surroundings because the voice that sounded nearby caused her to nearly jump out of her skin. Her hackles rose as she spun around, and if the wild look in her eyes wasn't enough to show she had been surprised, she took a step forward but stopped and didn't go any further. "Who're you!? Don't sneak up on me like that! I could bite your face for that you know!" She warned, not realizing the other wolf was a kid. But then again, she didn't really have a concept of that considering she had been completely unsocialized these days.
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
6 Years
Male
93
Seadragoness
The wolf startled turning towards him in anger and raised fur like some sort of hell-cat. He blinked at her, but didn’t say anything well she had her angry rant. She didn’t look very happy - he had suspected very much, and it seemed he was right. She definitely looked skinny, now that he was getting a better look at her. Mort was plump with puppy-fat that all his exercise and play never seemed to really wear off.
Instead, he let his wings droop just a tiny bit, so he didn’t look threatening and bigger - worried that maybe he was starling the poor hungry wolf.
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
7 Years
Female
191
Dragon Mod
"Are you a bird? You look like one. You have wings, so is Mortis the kind of bird you are?" Her belly rumbled the more she spoke, and she slowly started to approach him in her usual uneven gait. "Medusa is hungry, are you food? You look like food if you have wings, " She stated as she continued her approach. Was she really going to eat him? Probably not. But she didn't know any better at this point. All she knew was hunger. Socializing wasn't really her strong suit.
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
6 Years
Male
93
Seadragoness
“I’m not a bird, silly. I’m a wolf! Mumma said birds have hollow wings, and wolves don’t, and that's why I can’t fly” he explained, babbling easily as though he and this stranger were already friends. “I’m not food, but I can help you hunt if you like? Or, I can sneak some food off my packs kill pile, I’m sure da won’t mind” his friendly babbling would continue. This wolf did look kinda skinny, maybe that's why she was acting so weird. She just needed a good meal and some comfort. The pup was happy to provide!
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
7 Years
Female
191
Dragon Mod
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
6 Years
Male
93
Seadragoness
Mortis wasn’t a great hunter himself, and trying to catch something was probably the kind of thing that would take a while. Pinching from the kill pile would be far more efficient. He was… pretty sure his father wouldn’t mind.
“Okay, follow me, but only to the borders okay? If my father catches you on the border he might eat you ” the boy warned, a very slight seriousness to him, before it gave way to grins and tail wags again. “Come on!” he directed, and began to bound back in the direction of home. He had explored these woods often enough that he didn’t get lost easily, so it was no issue to lead the way back to the Armada.
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
7 Years
Female
191
Dragon Mod
She had no clue what these things were, obviously, but it seemed the closer they got to the borders, she began to smell many foreign scents. All mingled together into a more solid scent of course, and she could pick out the scents of many wolves. She stopped in her tracks as her head tilted from side to side like a curious puppy, her gaze fixed ahead still as her nostrils flared. "What's that? Do they all have the food? Medusa can smell lots and lots of wolves," She frowned, brows furrowing as she concentrated. Was she gonna have to fight for her food again just so she could eat? Too many times rogues had chased her away from a kill she tried to steal or even chased off from the unfortunate animals that died of other causes. Out here, she was never the only one looking for an easy meal, but she hoped this one would be easy.
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
6 Years
Male
93
Seadragoness
“Yes,” Mortis agreed as they got to the border. “Lots and lots of food, and if they catch you, Medusa wont get any food. So you need to stay here and stay hidden, and i’ll come back with food, okay?” he said, shooting her a serious expression. He had no idea if his words would stick, so he took a careful step forward, watching to see if she remained where he told her to.