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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 12:41:41 GMT -5
{ Boredom is a very horrible disease, but it can create pretty things. =3 Would you lie to do a time skip to when they wake up, since it's difficult to roleplay out every moment of them sleeping? }
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 13:05:48 GMT -5
Revealing his amber orb to her, he replied with, "I'll go find something to eat and come find you." Mind set, he lifted himself onto his limbs, shaking his skull to wake up. His pelt fluffed up slightly in a mix of tan, silver, and alabaster, but swiftly settled as he began to trot. A hunters job, he reminded himself, was hunting. He was already sidetracked by the arrangement of which he slept, which toyed with his mind greatly.
The harks upon his dial perked, listening attentively for the scurrying sound of a mouse or the dash of a fox, or some other food. Fox actually sounded appealing to him at this time, but he realized that wasn't what he should be thinking either. Attempting to force his thoughts on track, he inhaled the scent of the forest, a tiny fragrance of rabbit traveling on the wind. One glance at Haruka was all he need to give, in his mind, before he dashed off in the direction of the smell.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 13:37:23 GMT -5
It took only minutes for the brute to be chasing an ivory rabbit around, near the borders and then back toward the center. Once he had believed he had obtained it, only for it to slip out from under his paw before he could snap down on its neck. After frustrating trial and error with the creature, he searched for something less likely to squirm from his grip and get away.
This took longer than he expected, and caused him to start panting before he was near catching anything. It was only when a mouse dashed in front of him, startling him and causing him to jump at it. One of the eyes were ripped out of the socket due to his sharp, obsidian talons, but it was still edible when he picked it up in his jaws and set out to locate Haruka.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 14:06:03 GMT -5
Suddenly, he paused in his tracks, spotting the rabbit from before. Lightly, he set down the mouse, whose blood had trickled down his maw considerably. Then, trying to be as quite as the breathless, dead creature, he sprang toward the rabbit, sinking his teeth into its spine before it shot away. The feeling of it wriggling in his grasp, trying to break free as life flowed in a crimson liquid from its body delighted him, and as it stopped moving, he went back to the mouse.
He set the rabbit down, picked up the mouse, then grabbed the hare by the foot and carried them, awkwardly, back to where he had last seen Haruka. The brute hadn't the impression he was near, but soon he found himself back where they had snuggled up before and fallen into a world of dreams.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 14:40:22 GMT -5
Lifting his bi-hued optics to her, his great skull went from side to side as he answered, "No." It set him in an uneasy mood to be complimented to accidentally cutting an orb out of its socket and nearly ripping a creatures back wide open. The cerise shade still stained his muzzle and fangs, giving him an odd glint to his voids. The taste was wonderful on his tongue, rolling down his serpentine, but he merely left the catch where it was.
Pacing over to the area he seemed to have claimed as his own, he perched there. The pinkage of the brute lolled lumberly out of his maw, licking away the scarlet. Compliments. They were suspicious to him, especially from an alpha. Was it how young she was, he wondered, or was it something else? He'd find out in time, he knew, but for now, he had to let the subject drop.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 15:05:03 GMT -5
"Completely fine." Such a lie, but the brute no longer cared of damnation or whatever the humans had spoken of before. "I don't anticipate compliments of any sort, though. Actually, I would think you'd expect more of a brute than what you have so far." At least he hadn't completely lied.
Dully, he watched a blue jay soar by, its slender wings spread as it made its journey. Faintly, it reminded him of how he had traveled endlessly until now. But more his family, as it became social with another of its kind, perhaps its mate or sibling. Mate. The word left a distasteful sensation in his mouth and within his heart.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 15:41:40 GMT -5
"Perhaps," he murmured, watching the beams of sunlight rather than her. "Hunting doesn't require two eyes, though. It requires stealth, speed, hearing, and smell more. Sight is just an extra." Letting out a long breath, he whispered, "Olph." It was the name of one of his brothers that he had just remembered, who was part deaf and part blind. Olph was younger, though; but it hurt that the younger brute had lost the ability to speak.
Gazing to her now, he stated, "Maybe I should go stalk up on food, for later on." Before he even finished the sentence, he had rose to his paws. Thinking wasn't what he needed, not of them.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 16:09:05 GMT -5
"Mm. I'll be back in a while," he inserted quickly. He loped to the thicker area of the woods, but glanced back once at her. Sometimes he wondered how far he could trust the femme, but for now, he didn't wish to when it came to his family, which might be altogether dead. The idea only farther agitated him, and he took to his paws, clawing the earth with his talons. Hunting wasn't what was on his mind, but he'd catch another rat or something before he returned to make it look like he wasn't slacking.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 16:40:07 GMT -5
Slowing into a trot until he all together stopped, the brute peered around blearily. All he saw were trees, prickly leaves, and the ground beneath his feet. Or perhaps his thoughts just ran deep enough to deafen him to the world. And, if so, it damaged his sense of smell as well, as the air smelled of nothing to him.
Letting out a light sigh, he padded onto a thick tree root, gazing out into the distance of more greenery. Lightly, he spoke each of their names, "Gorge, Olph, Friolph, Adolpha, Felan..."
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 17:18:28 GMT -5
After staring for a while at the fleeting glimpses of sunlight, he turned back to look for prey. For the moment, he hadn't notice her at all as he stepped down, looking for a fragrance in the air that could mean some sort of food. It wasn't long before he let another breath from his lungs, saying, "Felan... mother..." Then, abruptly, he shaking his head, snorting and contorting the features of his face into those of anger.
His lone orb scanned over the ground, but all he saw as one of those rolly-polly bugs, which he walked past without interest. The direction he headed was back toward the "camp," his eye staying fixed on the forest floor.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 17:33:38 GMT -5
Looking at her as he tramped back, he quired dryly, "Was it fun while I was gone?" He would continue to think the relationship between them was merely as pack mates, not caring truly for the other but still looking after each other. It was an odd concept to him, after being locked in a cage for some time over a year or two. "The other Mexican wolves much be howling with joy since my departure."
He passed the food he had caught earlier, pretending it didn't exist as he crossed back to the small patch beneath the trees. But instead of glancing to her again, he gazed off into the distance, as if there were something there.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 17:46:15 GMT -5
"Yesterday," he replied shortly. In reality, his stomach was protesting with his lack of interest to eat. "Haruka, may I ask you something?"
He planed to ask if she knew any of the wolves from his family. There was a very slim chance of it, he knew. But he had to attempt to find them, even though he'd never find his mother. She was gone, long gone. His skull turned to Haruka then, awaited the answer to his question.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 18:13:20 GMT -5
"I'm fine, I'll eat later." He tried to give her a smile, but it was fragile upon his rims. The brute would need to move on, and he knew it. But it also occurred to him most packs were run by two alphas, and not one.
"Haruka," he began, dipping his skull. "I do not mean to be rude in asking, but why is it you do not have a mate, at this time? I would believe it easier to run a pack with two Alphas." Lifting his dial back up, he peered over the distance at her, knowing a way to get the answer if she didn't comply at first.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 18:35:34 GMT -5
"And why is that?" he pressed, a grin playing on the corners of his labria. "No wolf been good enough yet?" His pillars lifted him from his sitting position, his back curving ever so slightly as his stood. His tassel was completely relaxed -- which, for him, was an oddity. Usually it was parallel to the ground, or higher to promote a more dominant gesture. He'd kept it lower here, sick of the battles life gave him all the time from disrespect already.
His oculuses, or the one he could see out of, regarded her to a perfect measure, taking in her actions. Meanwhile, his harks picked up her words, and they registered quickly within his mind to give him a new response to conjure from his throat.
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Post by Envy on Sept 30, 2007 18:56:00 GMT -5
"Oh, I just could have sworn I saw a secret stalker in the bushes on my way back," he claimed, tilting his crown toward her, then hastily telling her he wasn't being serious. A thud reverberated through his chest, and, perhaps for the first time, he recalled it with his mother, only this was a bit different. It wasn't for Felan this time. It was for Haruka.
He swept by the trees frowning down at him as he circled to her, placing a paw upon the boulder. "Now, why would no one want to be your mate? You look perfectly fine to me, no parasites, no eyes falling out of their sockets..."
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