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Post by arbie on Nov 4, 2008 14:17:07 GMT -5
It was just another ordinary day. Ho-hum. Myu made her way through the lands from the den, planning on hunting. Really, that’s all she ever did nowadays. Nothing interesting ever happened, it was like a cycle. Get up, hunt, eat, try and socialize, hunt, eat, sleep. It annoyed her, she wanted something better to happen. She needed something to interrupt the cycle. Someone needed to invite a little anarchy into her life. Or, well, more. Licking her lips, Myu travelled away from the busy part of the packland to the more empty area. The Deadlands was her safest bet. It was empty, prey-less and it would hopefully give her some time to think. But then the question was, think about what?
The heat made it kind of hard to think, but Myu ignored that. As she wandered, she glanced around every so often to see if she could find any wolf that would offer company. She decided having another wolf about would help her think of a subject to philosophize about, but then that would mean socializing. Would it be worth it? Well, if she talked to at least some of the Falling Moons, she could get some good allies. Who’s to say a Falling Moon wouldn’t betray her, especially if she didn’t know them well. Snorting, Myu narrowed her eyes as she searched for someone. She spotted a moving figure in the distance, but it was too round to be a wolf. Probably a wandering creature like herself. Looking away, she quickened her pace. Myu had no idea where she was going, but she knew she wanted to find her way, so she avoided the foggy area. Trotting aimlessly through the deadlands, Myu just waited for some wolf to come along.
Hopefully they’d bring conversation.
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Post by reffy on Nov 7, 2008 23:22:01 GMT -5
"Damn!" Blue growled and swiveled around to stalk away. Another rabbit that had escaped her fangs and claws. It seemed like she wasn't able to catch any creature. Blue's ears were perked up and her tail was lashing furiously. She clenched her sharp fangs together and glared behind her. The thought of not being able to catch prey very efficient sent a pang of sadness through her and her ears drooped and her tail became still and dragged along the ground. Her eyes went downcast, the blue eyes hidden behind long eyelashes and eyelids. She sighed and trailed along sluggishly. She just need to clear her head. She looked up and narrowed her eyes in determination. Her tail waved to the side once and her ear twitched as she waited for a sound to come to her. Good. No one was around.
And the tan fur became a blur among the trees and plants. The wind russled through the young wolf's thin fur that would soon thicken. Her blue eyes stayed wide open, searching for anything to distract her. Her muscles rolled under her skin and flexed as her body stretched with every lunge forward. Her black claws dug into the earth with force that sent her plunging through the undergrowth. As she came out of the forest, she didn't care were she was going, or what she was doing. She just needed to run, to clear her head so she could try and focus when she went to try and perfect her hunting skills again. The thought of hunting made her remember that she needed to get faster and stronger. Working her leg muslces like this could certainly help with that.
Blue plunged forward again, claws still scraping into the hard earth. Her tail streamed out behind her and her ears lay flat on her head. Her head was kept low so she could plow through the air faster and her legs ran like the wind. She was definantly fast rather than bulky and the thought of outrunning opponents made her smirk. She couldn't wait to sink her ivories into some Dancing Stars wolves. The thought made her eager for fighting and she wished she could go faster. For the first time, she took in her surroundings. The Deadlands. Blue decreased her speed gradually and eventually ended up in a trot that kept her moving fast. She was breathing through her muzzle fast and off course as she was getting her breath back. Blue searched for anyone around her, wondering if she wasn't alone. She kept trotting along, head continuing to look around curiously.
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Post by arbie on Nov 23, 2008 9:50:13 GMT -5
Myu was about to give up waiting for company. She was sick of wandering like this, she needed something to do, she needed a goal to waste time. Frowning at herself, her pace slowed until she stopped and her ears twitched as she listened out for a sound. A bird squawked from above, and she glanced up at the sky to see the silhouette of the hawk glide behind the tall mountain that was nearby. Myu twitched her nose before listening out for anything else, and heard the thudding of footsteps. They were small and going quickly, and she almost thought there was more than one wolf coming. She looked round for it, then sighed sadly when she seen it was just a pup. She thought it was going to be someone intelligent, maybe even someone she recognised.
Rolling her dark eyes, Myu turned and continued walking, trying to ignore the pup. The female hoped the pup would find no interest her, pups weren’t the best thing in the world in Myu’s eyes. She quickened her pace, wondering if it was worth just running away so she wouldn’t have to converse with it. What was it called, anyway? She was surprised Duke had a big enough heart to let a pup like that come in. Oh yes, she did remember… Someone had stopped Duke from killing it. Why?! Why would anyone stop Duke from doing that? Why save just one pup? It made no sense. Frowning at the thought, Myu didn’t know she had slowed her pace.
She glanced round, wondering if the pup was still there. Well, she could see it, anyway. Greeeat.
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