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Hunting
Nov 21, 2008 22:59:39 GMT -5
Post by evanalla on Nov 21, 2008 22:59:39 GMT -5
Kema She trotted into the dense forest, with the trees making a canopy over her. Something caught her eye it was a white hare. She crouched down and followed the prey. Then she finally took off after the hare to make a attempt to catch it. The rabbit swerved and kema did to she scratched her paw on a thorny vine lying on the ground. She got one paw on the hare and knocked it down. It was a catch!, she started to tear the rabbit up and started to eat it. Her leg was a limp because she hurt herself when she scratched her paw. The scratch wasn't server but it hurt. So she gently lied down on the thick green grass. Her muzzle covered with the blood of the hare, she slowly licked it off.
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Hunting
Nov 23, 2008 15:47:42 GMT -5
Post by Psyche on Nov 23, 2008 15:47:42 GMT -5
A cacophony of snapping branches was heard as Remi's teeth sunk deep into the fawn's throat. It was born early in the season, making it weaker than the other fawns would be by this age. The mother was already running away and Remi, his front paws on the fawn's side, followed it with his eyes. The fawn would be enough to feed him and Kai well, so there was no point going after it. He found a good grip and he began to drag the fawn toward his home. He didn't even know there was another nearby. [/size]
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Hunting
Nov 23, 2008 19:30:20 GMT -5
Post by evanalla on Nov 23, 2008 19:30:20 GMT -5
Kema She perked up her ear hearing something coming towards her. She got up to see what it was. She looked around and right in front of her was a handsome male wolf. The male was standing tall and strong with a fawn in his mouth. She felt stricken with a feeling she did not recognize. Did she like the handsome male? Only time would tell. Her fluffy white fur was like silk on her skin since spring was here. She had just shed off last of her winter coat. She looked at the male and said "Um hi there....". She felt a knot in her stomach she was kind of nervous.
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Hunting
Nov 26, 2008 21:02:56 GMT -5
Post by Psyche on Nov 26, 2008 21:02:56 GMT -5
He let go and looked over at her, slightly surprised. He hadn't been paying attention like he should have been. A thin line of blood stained the fur around his muzzle, and he licked it off, even though it would just come back again when he began dragging the baby deer once more.
Hello. Can I help you?
He was easily getting used to his role as a pack alpha. His tail was raised proudly, the strands of hair tangled and matted naturally from life in the wild, much like every wolf's tail. However, from his recent escapade, there were a few burrs caught in the mess. They would come out eventually, but he hadn't even noticed them yet. [/size]
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Hunting
Nov 26, 2008 21:26:29 GMT -5
Post by evanalla on Nov 26, 2008 21:26:29 GMT -5
She looked at him closely, he was the alpha of Paragon. Her ears went back onto her skull. She wasn't doing that to show respect, she did it because she liked him. Her pure white fur felt like it was getting softer and softer by the day. It was cold, good thing she had pure Arctic wolf in her blood she could adapt to the cold easily. She starred deep into handsome males eyes. "Um....there is nothing you can do for me." "I would like to know your name though.....my names Kema, whats yours?" She said kind of bashfully.
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Hunting
Nov 30, 2008 18:05:54 GMT -5
Post by Psyche on Nov 30, 2008 18:05:54 GMT -5
Remiel. Pleasure to meet you Kema. However, I should be getting back home, before the cougar finds Kai.
He dipped his head in a goodbye, then locked his teeth into the fawn once more. He could care less if she followed him or not. He was too distracted by finding the quickest route back home. He always seemed to come home to another stray, or with another stray, anyway. Feeling the deer wedge in between some rocks, he tightened his grip and threw his head up and back to try and loosen it up again, but it wasn't working. He growled softly, in annoyance, and kept trying.
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Hunting
Nov 30, 2008 21:13:31 GMT -5
Post by evanalla on Nov 30, 2008 21:13:31 GMT -5
Kema She looked at him curiously. He was kind of hipper and eager to get somewhere. "Can i come..... along?" She said shyly folowing him closely behind. She was wondering where he was going. He looked so strong and muscular carrying the fawn in his mouth. She was love struck, he was like a crush to her. She was following him and practically not even knowing it. He seemed nice so she wasn't scared to be close to him.
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Hunting
Dec 2, 2008 21:36:16 GMT -5
Post by Psyche on Dec 2, 2008 21:36:16 GMT -5
He growled, let go and shook his head in annoyance at the deer, but cut it off with a sigh. He lifted his head, ear tilted her way to her what she said, her voice almost carried away on the wind.
If you wish. But you are going to have to help me with this thing if you do. It's decided to be quite stubborn... That's assuming the dead decide anything, of course.
He replied, foolish grin on his face before he grabbed a hold again and continued to try and pull it loose, hoping she would help him from the other side.
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Hunting
Dec 2, 2008 22:51:22 GMT -5
Post by evanalla on Dec 2, 2008 22:51:22 GMT -5
Kema Her ears perked up high. "Sure." She grinned back at him. She went up to him and grabbed the other side of the dear. It was heavy but she evened the wait out. Her muzzle slowly started to cover with blood from the dead fawn. While she was walking she keep on peeking her eye over at the handsome male. She couldn't help but look he was her crush. "Uh....how old are you if you don't mind me asking." She said mumbling with the fawn still clinched into her jaws. She asked just out of curiosity because age was just a number to her.
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Hunting
Dec 9, 2008 19:35:49 GMT -5
Post by Psyche on Dec 9, 2008 19:35:49 GMT -5
hmm? E? Or.
If about what it sounded like, what with his mouth clenched closed around the deer and they began moving back through the forest towards the lands of Paragon. What he really meant to say was Hmm? Me? Four.. She might make sense of it, though it was highly unlikely. The returning question was a bit more clear, mainly since it was a simple sound of a word.
Ou?
Translation? You?. THough you probably figured that one out already. As mentioned, much, much easier to understand than three words slurred and mumbled through the fur and flesh of prey being carried. [/size]
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