~~Untamed Heart and Soul~~I was never one to give another privacy if I did not wish it. When my eyes and nose catch something curious, I follow. I am no longer a pup but my mind is still as focused as ever. My elegant, yet rough paws traverse through the foliage of the River. I am bored this day. Oh so bored, and when I am bored, I make sure to find something to bide my time- or even better, something to gnaw on or chase.
My mind is a bit distracted as I go forth on my paws, though naturally shapely and beautiful, slightly nicked and scraped due to my...less than delicate ways. I am told that I am a natural born beauty. I am built like a wondrous Goddess cloaked in silk. I move fluidly as my blue eyes fall off in focus to the distance. I hear a sudden noise, a rustle in the briar and thorns, and my ears flick forward. I go step by step forward until my muzzle peeks past the tall grass, and my eyes come across quite a sight.
I see the brush move ahead, but it ends abruptly. I lower my eyes, the smell of blood beginning to seep into my nostrils like water on moss. Carnage floods my senses as I see the mangled and ruined pieces of a corpse all around. I wrinkle my nose at the gore before me, almost completely unphased otherwise. I have yet to see a wolf so...dead, but I have killed my own fair share of creatures.
I remember that the bushes rattled right before I got here, and quickly I dash through. Blood touches upon my paws as my dark cloaked form pushes on the path of the killer. I do not know what drives me on this moment. Perhaps it is the sting of blood and the desire of the hunt, or perhaps it is something else completely.
Although I am a creature quick, the foliage had slowed me down. I am indeed a light, smaller female, and certainly the killer was a creature most large. I burst from the foliage eventually, a few little cuts upon my body as I freeze, seeing the creature of white and brindle before me. Blood remains on parts of him, like a beast he is as he damns someone or something to hell. The water? A fish? What was this guys problem? Against any type of judgement, I flick my tail as I puff out my chest. I exude confidence, despite my extremely feminine and delicate appearance.
"Damning a fish? Or what?" I ask plainly, keeping my distance although projecting my voice to travel over any water noises. I must test his demeanor, gauge his reaction and from there...I will figure him out, this killer of wolves.
Viora |