The Adravendi-Mathias girl's russet paws would carry her onward, still seeking out the presence of those that shared her blood. The babe would be distracted by the emptiness of her stomach, a grumbling of protest erupting from her gut. Isolde would frown as she continued on, in much need of a meal. Wayward paws would bring her to an expanse of land, seemingly home to thousands of winter dwelling birds. Chocolate eyes would grow wider, salmon tongue licking hungry lips. Delicate paws impatiently shifting forward, the princess would stop herself short before giving away her cover. Rusty ears would fall to her skull as her frame would pace to and fro, her mind contemplating strategies to fill her empty stomach. A whine would slip from her lips, haunches coiling beneath her. The sky bound creatures seemed not to take much notice of her being so far off. However she knew their answer for her eventual charge, and she had not the wings to follow into the air. She would huff, hungry and rather stumped. They seemed such an easy query from where she stood, experience told her otherwise however. She'd never successfully caught a bird before.? Speech

"Speech" Thoughts A slow exhale pulled from his lips, unsheathing the ivories beneath them out into the world. Saliva clung to the sharp pearls, desperate to feel and seep into the flesh of another being, not caring as to what type of being it was, just so long as the paining sting in their roots could feel the pressure of a bite, or even just a snap of his great jaws into one another. As his mind wandered, preoccupied with hunger and the restless thoughts of killing or maiming, the brute's dilated pupils allowed adrenaline to pour through his spine, ripping the nerves over his body into a frenzy. Whithers would sea-saw as he would slink his lowered body forward. The ebony feathers on his belly scraping against the earth gently as he pushed forward, auds pulled to attention with such force behind his tense neck and jaw. A brief lick would ensue, moistening the already dripping pearls lining his pink and black muzzle. The birds were harder to say the least, something he hadn't attempted in a long time to prey on, though with his hunger being that of a bachelors, the brute felt he had no choice but to oblige in attempting to capture the avian prey. For a moment a single aud twitched, his mind briefly caught off guard for the scent of another and the sound of her seemed to echo in his brain. She was near, he could hear her momentary whine, but he refused to allow her to send his extreme concentration off course.

Golden rimmed gaze was cast over the fields of avian beings, her stomach reminding her how empty it had become. ?Strawberry ears would swivel, her attention caught by a noise close by. Paws on snow, heavy, not like the sound any bird could make. Wearily she would observe, he seemed at least a few years older. She would possibly be correct in assuming the brute had caught more of the flighty beasts than herself. Letting her arms fall to the earth before her the small girl would keep herself low. She didn't want to be the one to ruin his hunt, silently she would observe. Eager to practice the skill she would learn, hunger would drive her to learn from this mystery wolf.?

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