The Welsh she-wolf had settled into the Bypass and was now set out to do some exploring. Crëyr had been travelling for about seven days, seeking comfort in the beauty of nature, occasionally nipping at leaves and plump red berries.
She'd never ate one, though. They were too sour for her taste.
Crëyr padded down the and rows and rows of aspen trees, brilliantly colored Autumn leaves dominating the entire of the trees' branches. She was a dark spot amongst a lively sea of yellow and orange.
As she paused to stop at the side of a river to lap at some water, a bird's chorused singing echoing in her ears as she drank, something brought an unknown wolf's scent towards her nostrils. She raised her head from the water, withdrawing her reflection from the surface in the process.
Her avid blue eyes fixed at the spot where she was sure the smell had come from. Quickly, she raised herself up on her limbs and started gracefully towards that direction.
She had arrived just in time to see a plump goose nip at the end of a female wolf's tale with a black beak.
"Wha--hey! Quit that. I'm not dead!"
The situation was almost comical. Crëyr turned her head in the direction the brown-eyed female was looking at with her brow furrowed. Of course.
Yep. The flock of geese had overtook the entire of the area she was currently in. They were fluttering their wings, beady little eyes turning to stare straight at them. Crëyr almost laughed.
The blue-eyed wolf didn't really hesitate. Slowly she made her way towards the wolf, stopping at a respectable distance away.
woo the title of this thread. i got one less one less problemmmm
Words were offered the minute Crëyr paused in front of the wolf before her, the geese unyielding as she moved quickly and quietly. Shortly she decided they were interesting and were worth further investigation.
"You're the strangest-looking goose I ever did see."
Crëyr laughed at that, mirroring the she-wolf's actions. This wolf was slim, petite, her fur an intriguing mix of dark and light, the colors at play, forming harmonic bonds with each other. Her rich brown eyes, holding a touch of amusement, were fixed curiously on her face. Awaiting her reaction, maybe?
She grinned, her response forming at her mouth, then speaking with a faintly Welsh accent.
"Well, I sure don't have a beak, feathers or webbed feet, do I?"
Lol I get that song stuck in my head every time I go to this thread xD
Finley gave a grin at the response she received from the bi-colored she-wolf. She pulled herself up onto her haunches and gave her coat a good shake, dispelling the lethargy that remained from her goose-invaded nap. The feathered beasts still meandered around them, nibbling at grass, nibbling at each other, wriggling and nibbling in that silly way geese did. But for the moment, Fin was distracted by how bizarrely annoyed she got at these birds.
"You really don't," Fin replied with an appraising nod, "Which is good. I had those things once--it was a nightmare. Thank god I met that voodoo priest who removed them for me with his black magic mumbo jumbo." Her eyes sparkled with amusement, wondering momentarily if she would accidentally trick the poor girl into believing her.
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really sorry for the late reply and the short response. i was kinda busy...
The petite she-wolf lifted her eyebrows in amusement at her companion's response, slightly surprised at that. Pleasantly surprised.
"Really..." She elongated her vowels as laughter sparkled in Crëyr's azure eyes.
"How long did you have to waddle around with your goosey parts? Why was it not an enjoyable experience? I want to know."
Before another one of those birds could bother her any longer with their dreaded beaks, Crëyr shook her tail to alert and scare away the approaching geese.
sorry for the delay. forgot about this one! 3:
The petite Welsh wolfess canted her head in a birdlike manner, a playful smile gracing her features as the female before her spoke of her story. Truthfully, she found this more funny rather than ridiculous. Not missing a beat, she continued to play along. "I cannot imagine it. How did you hunt for your prey? How did you survive?" Crëyr grinned again. "People say curiosity is my besetting sin, but in these situations, they're not the worst."
"One last question. Did the geese mistake you for one of their own? It doesn't seem like it, judging by your previous behavior when you were around them." The lithe girl made no effort to stifle her laughter. "I'm Crëyr. Nice to meet a fellow goose fanatic, though I have my doubts."
Lol no problem! We can probably finish up in a couple rounds :D
Fin felt a little overwhelmed as the woman continued their game, but only because her cleverness was really running quite dry. When she came to the end of her questionnaire and broke into a smile, the Blackthorn relaxed and shared the laughter with her.
"Finley," she responded with a smile, "Good to meet you too. And yeah, you should definitely have those doubts." The geese began squawking loudly at each other a few yards away, causing Fin to twitch slightly with growing irritation. "I really hate these fucking things..." she growled as she glared at the noisy bastards. She turned back to Crëyr after a second. "Wanna kill some of these bitches with me?"
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"Ah, the two things I want more than anything else in the world right now," Fin replied with a grin. She waited for a few moments quietly as the geese took their lack of movement or noises to mean it was safe to return to tormenting them. After one such foolish bird began to nibble at the tip of Fin's tail (which she was flicking lightly to lure it in), she spun suddenly and sank her teeth right into its neck, nearly snapping it in half.
Fin let the carcass fall, shot another grin at her new friend, and the hunt began. The birds began to squawk in a frenzy, but at the end of the day, each wolf had a nice load of fresh meat to take home to their respective packs.