Wolf RPG

The snow cruched beneath her paws.

Her observative gaze dashed over her surroundings as she walked, searching for anything that caught her interests.  The land that she trekked through had seemed pretty barren so far, along with a nice cool sheet of snow.  The snow here trigger a response in her brain.  She could feel that winter was coming and winter meant that she would have to soon find a pack to join throughout the winter and possibly longer.

Right now though she was just walking, searching for some packlands that actually caught her attention alone.  She wanted to find somewhere where she like the layout of the territory, where she felt at least a little safe.  She would still have to cover some land to reach a place though, as for now she was wondering through the cold and snow.

It had been a month since Knew was banished from his pack for a reason he did not know. He roamed the snow covered fields that seemed to be endless, just like the others he saw miles and miles ago. His stomach roared for a taste of anything, but his pampered lifestyle restrcited him from equipping any survival skills, rendering him useless. It was miraculous he managed to stay alive this long. He was just lucky he held such charm that he somehow convinced others to share their food, or even catch him some. Though, his luck was running thin.

What was once a beyond healthy brute with well groomed fur was now an uncomfortably malnourished and nappy haired wolf. Knew now searched for another potential meal catcher through the harshness of winter. Fortunately, he spotted a figure not too far in the distance, his ears perked up with hope. A charming smile splayed agaisnt his muzzle, and despite his scrouge-like body, his expression looked as though his title was never taken away.

The male that she saw in the distance looked weak, and she did not understand why he made himself look so prideful.  How could someone so weak looking try to make himself look so prideful?  While it was probably just a survival instinct perhaps, she didn't care.  He looked unworthy to her, some kind of a burden.

She wasn't in the mood to be bothered by someone who looks so beat and so kept one wary eye on the male to see if he would follow her as she quickened her pace, her paws crunching against the against the shining white sheet of snow.