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Posted on February 2, 2014 at 08:49:18 PM by Mistletoe
The avian predators seemed to be about circling leading most into a false sense of food being available. She wasn’t so much hungry but the thought of a free meal didn’t repulse her either. She was fine without needing to hunt urgently perhaps she could find someone of a larger size and use them to her advantage however it seemed it was not the case today; it seemed she was alone for the time being. Knowing of other creatures habits proved profitable more often than not. Predators much hungrier than she would undoubted fallow the lead if they were upwind as she or even then those with poor sense of smell could come from downwind as well. She knew best to leave the birds to their games and make herself distant.
She hadn’t been walking to long as the rustling of underbrush stirred her senses. It could just be the fall breezes gusting through the trees but she felt it was not so and kept her ears up at alert as she padded on. She did not fear another but she was no fool and would not so easily be ambushed if such where willing to try she was a smaller fem but she was fast an intelligent; a lethal combination if wielded properly. She aimed to scent the air but walking into the wind’s gales made it most difficult to learn what if anything was behind her. She began to move deeper into the forest closer to a place that smelt of swamp at least it is what she registered from the breeze.
At the sound of the brush being practically jostled her head snapped towards the sound ears drawn back in warning before her eyes feel upon the small fem’s frame. She was lean; her teeth not fully set in; Mistletoe couldn’t help but smile in intrigue. She wouldn’t play this game not for the moment anyway as her ears perked forward the humor hidden in the gleam of her eyes. As the girl spoke should she had been another she may have laughed her off but this was not her nature.
“It is I whom goes here.” It was a statement she hoped would perplex perhaps rattle the girl’s very being. She could never resist such deeds but the pup was most brave to say the least. “As for your woods many scents come about this land; are you many wolves as well? Surly you are not my person but perhaps you are other persons, no? To go on; who would be you wolf of many wolves. Should you be of many how many are you of? If you are of many I would like to see such wolves in your being.” She was pleased she had spent many years in her mind she knew she could drive others to madness if she desired but this pup was intriguing to say the least. She would let her mull over her words that would be understood by few in truth it was a pleasure to see how her subjects would react.
She spoke no more allowing the girl to try and answer her if she so desire. “I tell you this because you are an interesting pup; I am a one called Mistletoe and you what is your name pup of many wolves?” She asked the name mostly supporting her questioning from before, she wouldn’t lie indeed this pup seemed quite “fun” for lack of a better term. “Where is your family as well any other would gladly devourer your flesh or steal you from your family. Surly you know even weaklings would love to pick you clean.” She wouldn’t say she was completely concerned about the pup but she had no desire to see her as a lifeless corps. She may stand a chance against another youth but a cougar? She didn’t know but it was not her prerogative to raise the pup but should she stay in her company for a bit she wouldn’t mind keeping an extra set of eyes out for danger.
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