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Posted on December 6, 2013 at 03:37:49 PM by A S A
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I was young when I learned just how fragile life can be I lost friends of mine I guess it wasn't my time Timing is everything Golden eyes focus on the approaching figure of the unfamiliar wolf and black nose twitches as he takes in this new male’s scent. The wolf was shorter, though stockier, than my golden boy and a mix of colors. But unlike Asa’s stark dual shades, this wolf’s pattern held hues that were so neatly blended that it was hard to tell where one ended and another began. Asa’s lip curls up further as the stranger closes the distance between them, a smirk on his lips that only made my boy’s rumbling chest grow louder.
Blackened ears flicker forward as the new arrogant creature speaks. The golden gaze narrows further, though Asa rises from his crouching position now. This was no time to be making enemies over a missed meal, though he still was not happy that the rabbit had escaped. ”I guess I cannot blame you for not knowing the true art of a hunt. A quick kill is not always the best way to fill your belly.” His voice drips with sarcasm. Fiera had been the one to teach Asa to hunt. It was an event, an orchestration, a beautiful gore-painted dance between predator and prey. And Asa’s slow stalking of the rabbit had nothing to do with his quickness or agility. He cocks his head at the male now, studying him more closely and dissecting his scent that did not seem to be of Moladion. A newcomer perhaps? ”And just who might you be, oh mighty hunter?” A slow smirk appears on the black lips of the hooded wolf. The tri-colored creature was not the only one skilled in the art of wit. Before he can answer with his name, however, another figure dashes out through the underbrush, a fluttering creature following overhead. Asa’s attention was drawn there, to the black and white female as she skids to a halt across the snow and pine needle riddle earth. His expression changes then, eyes widen and he stands to his full height. His breathing quickens at the sight of her. He catches the sound of her gasp and her own shock-widened eyes. For a moment they stand and stare at one another in stunned silence before she finally speaks his name. He swallows hard. Not knowing what to make of this situation. He had fully expected never to come across her again in his life. Or any of his loved ones from Old Moladion. He steps forward, closing the distance between them while being careful not to turn his back on the strange male. He still didn’t trust him, after all. When only a few inches separate them he extends his neck and reach out to brush his nose along the plush fur of her shoulder. Making sure she was real. ”Orca?” He says her name, questioningly. And then he steps back, the devious smirk returning to his features and he regains personal space. ”Well, I guess you aren’t alligator bait anymore, are you?” A S A (āy•sŭh) |
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