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 Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 10:21 pm
Open to all wolves interested! biggrin  The smell of deer was strong, overpowering really. It made the dark and light wolf cringe. He wasn't really fond of the deer. Dumb hoofheads the were too full of themselves was all they were. Growling insults to himself, Conall stalked around the Firebringer herd looking for the small critters, like rabbits and fox, that hund around to bask in the protection the deer offered.
The hoofheads were causing him to starve. He hadn't eaten in a few days and was starting to look a little lean. His steps had a certain swagger to them. His tail hung low, brushing against his paws. "If only I could join a pack or something," he snarled nipping at the frost that rose from his paws and rode the wind to be carried into his path, "I would only be second-in-command. Then I could play follow the leader without all the ties to the leader." A small flea bit at his flank causing him to stop. His bit at his flank in order to destroy the bug that bothered him to no end.
"For the love of Tor and Fenris!" he barked chasing at his tail. It was a comical sight. He didn't care as long as he caught the bug, which he did. Sitting back on his haunches he muttered, "Wow, my first meal in days. A flea......" He flopped down to the earth in defeat, a sparkle of life blazing in his golden eyes.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 9:34 am
 Lykourgos sunk his muzzle into the already cooling flesh he held between his paws. The dark liquid seeped into his fur, giving him the extra chill to the already adrenaline rushed body. The poor mangled rabbit was easily crushed and ripped between his greedy jaws.
He almost didn't hear the footfalls. He never liked the deer, and especially didn't like man. They didn't have much taste for his kill, but their presence was irritable enough. His head snapped up, ears high and forward, maw curling into a loud, warning growl, spraying a splatter of salivated blood.
Then he saw it. Another of his "kind." He hadn't seen many for ages, but he could hear them, crying in the night of their empty stomachs or their joy in the catch.
Though.. he wasn't quite amused at other chasing his own tail like a pup.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 5:17 pm
While the other wolves settled for meager or nonexistant meals... one large white wolf was eating rather well despite the change in seasons. A trail of blood followed him as he carried the carcass of a recently killed ewe that he had been dragging away from the human settlements. One might worry that it would attract attention... that it might bring scavengers or danger of some sort. However, Sesshoumar was not worried for there were not many creatures that would bother him. He was definitely on the large end of the scale as far as wolves went.. infact it was questionable whether or not he was a full blooded wolf. Either way, he seemed to be a rather successful individual. His paws leaving large prints along side the blood trail as he went. He could smell the deer on the air... and the other wolves nearby, but it hardly interested him. Why bother with chasing down and killing a deer when sheep were a lot easier to snag. 
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 9:34 pm
((Ok, I got another wolf, so she'll come in later.... Thank you Inkume for Conall's sister! She'll post in plain brown.))
Conall suddenly yelped with the scent of two stronger wolves. Not that he himself wasn't strong. He was a bit smaller than the normal size for male wolves. Jumping up from his snow-hole, he quickly shook the powder from his fur. If his sister had found him, she would not be amused at all. Laughing nervously to himself, Conall padded throught the snow to try to locate the other wolves.
Something moved. Conall froze as soon as he heard it not a dozen paces away. His ears flattened. A growl built in his neck and dribbled from his panting maw. The thing moved again. Conall moved closer. A fat partridge burst from a nearby bush nerely scaring Conall to death. Without missing a beat, the dark brown and white wolf gave chase.
The fat bird tried to run from the wolf, but Conall gained on it swiftly. Flapping its pudgy wings, the bird attempted flight. It got to the air and strained for altitude before... snap! Hot blood exploded from the bird's body drenching Conall's clamped muzzle. Finally! A kill! Before Conall could rejoice and eat, he found himself not too many paces from a black wolf and his kill. Gulping down blood and drool, Conall wimpered slightly. Would he so soon loose his prize?
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 12:12 am
Shina smelt blood and wolves. The female gave a low snarl in the back of her throat and stopped in her tracks, nose lifting to the sky. How many? Two, she thought. Shina let her growl dropped away and then considered her options. She was getting extremely sick of being hungry. With winter came ridiculously hard hunting and that was why she was so close to the deer herd right now.
Still, she had been catching enough to keep herself alive. It just wasn’t as much as she would have liked. So it was the blood scent that sent her scampering towards where she knew other wolves to be.
She burst gracefully onto the scene, sharp green eyes scanning the scene. Well, two males it seemed. The large black one looked dangerous and there didn’t seem much left of his meal. The other wolf’s prey seemed intact and he certainly looked the less difficult of the two.
Shina turned on Conall, body tensing and teeth bared dangerously. “Drop the bird right now or I will take it from your lifeless jaws.” Her voice was a low menacing growl. By her body language, she clearly meant business.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 12:59 am
Conall's hackles rose futher. "Come and take it," he snarled in reply dropping his prize into the snow. His tail rose slightly into the air. He would fight if he had to. He wanted to eat and show his sister that he too could hunt. A battle of snarls was exchanged between the female and the male wolves. The back one didn't seem to pay them any mind.*** Rhea was trotting back on two-toned paws to where she had left her older brother. Her tail swished from one side to another in time with her light gait. She was better fed than Conall only because she was the hunter of the old family and that her brother believed she was more important than he was. "Stupid fool," she hissed under her breath at the thought of Conall. Suddenly, her ears perked up. Her brother's snarls mixed with a strange wolf's. Rhea bared her teeth. Conall was in trouble. She dashed in the dirsection of the feint, far-off noise.http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c38/Bair21/pets/SSNagisaKaoru.jpg = Rhea
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 1:15 am
Aila had eaten a bit eariler, having found a pair of rabbits nesting in a hallow beneath some tree roots to keep warm. It took a bit of digging but it was well worth it. She could still smell their blood on her fur. She used the snow to help wipe it away. Aila shook herself and continued on her way. The sound of threatening growls drifted on the wind. She lifted her head and sniffed the air. There were a few males about and only one or two other females in the area. Judging by the scent of things, food was the main priority on many of her kind's minds. The dusty color female could pick on the smell of rabbit, bird, and most curiosuly, sheep. And of course, there was the almost ever present scent of deer. On occasion when things got rough she'd go down to human farms and snag a lamb.
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