"Just because something isn't a lie does not mean that it isn't deceptive. A liar knows that he is a liar, but one who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive is a craftsman of destruction."
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December 18, 2014, 10:19 PM
The assassin was a dirty splotch against the pure white snow. Damned genetics and all that, but he could make it work. The pack needed food, so hunting had to be done, regardless of the drawbacks.
He spotted the lone buck hours ago, tracking it from one end of the Spine almost to the other. This one was wilily, that was for sure. He knew this land like the back of his....hoof. But he was weak; an antler from his previous opponent was stuck in his chest. It was a miracle that he hadn't died yet, a miracle for Kaname that is.
Kaname hissed as the buck spotted him again, running away as fast as a wounded buck could go, but fast enough to evade the wolf, who was trapped in the thick snow. The Beta cursed under his breath, watching the buck run off, panting with annoyance. If he had some help he could certainly bring him down. He tipped his head back and let loose a low howl, in order to alert anyone in the area that he required assistance.
He spotted the lone buck hours ago, tracking it from one end of the Spine almost to the other. This one was wilily, that was for sure. He knew this land like the back of his....hoof. But he was weak; an antler from his previous opponent was stuck in his chest. It was a miracle that he hadn't died yet, a miracle for Kaname that is.
Kaname hissed as the buck spotted him again, running away as fast as a wounded buck could go, but fast enough to evade the wolf, who was trapped in the thick snow. The Beta cursed under his breath, watching the buck run off, panting with annoyance. If he had some help he could certainly bring him down. He tipped his head back and let loose a low howl, in order to alert anyone in the area that he required assistance.
December 26, 2014, 05:46 PM
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Keeping Signe fed as well as keeping himself fed was proving to be a task. He knew he could not allow the inky pup to starve. He had opted to take her home with him because he believed he could provide for her, though he had already been forced to seek assistance from Caiaphas in Ankyra Sound. She was still only a child and could not tend to herself. The ghostly male was the only thing that kept her afloat. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had grown somewhat fond of the dark child. She did well in his environment. When she aged, he believed she would be very much like Moz.
A howl struck the male’s ears – nearby – and he cast his gaze in the direction of the beckoning creature. The thought of a hunt was tantalizing enough for the brute. Setting off at a brisk trot, his pace turned quickly to a lope in pursuit of the howl’s owner. When he neared the dark fur of a stranger, Kierkegaard lowered his head formally and flicked his ears back.
He was a creature of few words, and so after he had given the appropriate respects to the Beta male, the ghost turned to their target with fiery eyes. The buck was injured and frightened; it seemed as though he would not have much wind left in him to flee. The two wolves would be more than capable of bringing the creature down. Kierkegaard was a massive brute, and the sooty Beta was something of a lumbering beast himself. Flicking the tip of his tail, the Demonte-Sairensu male waited for the next move.
Keeping Signe fed as well as keeping himself fed was proving to be a task. He knew he could not allow the inky pup to starve. He had opted to take her home with him because he believed he could provide for her, though he had already been forced to seek assistance from Caiaphas in Ankyra Sound. She was still only a child and could not tend to herself. The ghostly male was the only thing that kept her afloat. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had grown somewhat fond of the dark child. She did well in his environment. When she aged, he believed she would be very much like Moz.
A howl struck the male’s ears – nearby – and he cast his gaze in the direction of the beckoning creature. The thought of a hunt was tantalizing enough for the brute. Setting off at a brisk trot, his pace turned quickly to a lope in pursuit of the howl’s owner. When he neared the dark fur of a stranger, Kierkegaard lowered his head formally and flicked his ears back.
He was a creature of few words, and so after he had given the appropriate respects to the Beta male, the ghost turned to their target with fiery eyes. The buck was injured and frightened; it seemed as though he would not have much wind left in him to flee. The two wolves would be more than capable of bringing the creature down. Kierkegaard was a massive brute, and the sooty Beta was something of a lumbering beast himself. Flicking the tip of his tail, the Demonte-Sairensu male waited for the next move.
"Just because something isn't a lie does not mean that it isn't deceptive. A liar knows that he is a liar, but one who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive is a craftsman of destruction."
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December 29, 2014, 10:29 PM
Another wolf answered his call, one he had not seen before. He didn't care if they had a lack of familiarity, but that he was capable enough to help him bring this buck down. The Beta nodded at the white wolf's submissive posture, but then turned his attention back to the prey.
"We have to confuse and corner it somehow. I'll stay here and you sneak around to attack it from the rear." That strategy would work, seeing as the other male was white furred and could blend easily into the snow-covered background without raising any alarm. He would stay here and distract the buck until the other one attacked. The assassin focused his gaze on the injured deer and bared his fangs, snarling. He lunged forward and snapped at him, jumping back as the buck waved his hooves at him in retaliation.
"We have to confuse and corner it somehow. I'll stay here and you sneak around to attack it from the rear." That strategy would work, seeing as the other male was white furred and could blend easily into the snow-covered background without raising any alarm. He would stay here and distract the buck until the other one attacked. The assassin focused his gaze on the injured deer and bared his fangs, snarling. He lunged forward and snapped at him, jumping back as the buck waved his hooves at him in retaliation.
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