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hungry like the wolf - Revui (Ghost) - June 02, 2018
✴ The months since his arrival from the void had gone by so quickly - every moment filled with new experiences, new faces, and a gradual acclimitisation that meant he was leaving that empty space behind for good. Revui still felt comforted by the dark of the early morning hours or the deepness of the late night, but his connection with what came before had faded in his periphery.
He was growing larger every day. His limbs were long and tipped with disproportionate paws, his head had become too big for the rest of him, his ears too tall and his senses too sharp; soon enough the great big world wasn't just too big but also too busy, with sights and sounds and smells crowding in atop one another. The worst of the changes came on another morning - before the too bright sun had broken through the hazy cloudscape - and it came as a blossoming pain in the boy's jaws.
He did not think about his siblings in these moments. He reacted with sharp whines and intermittent yowling, both a direct opposite to his usual habit of being a brooding protector - no, this morning Revui was like a thing possessed as he sought out something to make the pain stop. He roused his siblings with his noises, or with a violent snap of his puppy teeth at their tall ears and curled tails, only to find more pain as soon as his little teeth touched their soft bodies. He clamored along the hillside and soon found a discarded piece of timber which he set upon with gusto, gnawing on it with intermittent yelps and squeals from the irritation of his weak baby teeth.
After a few minutes he could taste the odd metallic flavor of blood (currently associated with food or with his siblings which he was a little too rough with) and only stopped his gnawing after a particularly sharp stinging bade him to. He recoiled from the stick and stared, suddenly, at the shining red tooth jutting from the surface of the stick.
RE: hungry like the wolf - Jarilo - June 06, 2018
The yearling was putting a lot of effort into covering ground lately. Zig-zagging paths all over everything just near this mountain and on it, he was feeling it well and it was these meandering routes that led him to a special find earlier this afternoon: a shed antler, still untouched, half-buried in the leaf litter of a thicket--dirty, well-seasoned, and a little aged! It was a pretty big one too, at least for the standards of his hunts went, and he had already devoted an hour to wearing his jaw out chewing at it and just carrying it around, enjoying the weight in his teeth and the way it simply was.
But even eventually it was starting to not keep all of his attention and his body was feeling antsy, so he went to go where he knew he would find some of his family--wherever his younger siblings were. Antler, of course, in tow.
Smelling a little whiff of blood quickened his steps because something weird was sure to happen whenever he got too nosy about his siblings. Still, he chuffed messily through the bone carried in his jaws--but this was the more aggressive puppy so he wasn't getting too close too fast. Just enough to key him into what was going on, and when he saw the blood's source, it made a bit more sense "Ohh, tha' sucks," he said in greeting and commenting on the situation as he could see it--guessing the little biter was probably sad about his first weapons falling out of his head, but Jarilo wasn't overly sympathetic to him since he knew how sharp those shits were. He wouldn't miss it.
RE: hungry like the wolf - Revui (Ghost) - June 09, 2018
✴ The boy stared at his tooth like it was a big fat bug and he was an entymologist; like it was some kind of delicate, perfect specimen. His eyes crossed the longer he looked at it and then, when Jarilo arrived and commented, the boy glanced at the older wolf like he was so rude for being there and judging his tooth! But he wasn't judging his tooth. Revui didn't know that though. He felt very possessive about that tooth and tried to grab the section of the branch where it was embedded, as if to devour the tooth itself or at least find a way to put it back where it was supposed to go! For whatever reason the actual pain of losing a canine didn't register yet.
RE: hungry like the wolf - Jarilo - June 11, 2018
When he saw the quite greedy-looking reaction his company garnered, the older boy grinned through the antler in his teeth, which did little to muffle the snicker that followed the longer he watched. He made no moves to try to come for the tooth, or the piece of wood it stuck to--especially not when he had his own treasure, which he set down very carefully and stamped a very firm paw upon it next. "Dunno what good that's gonna do you," he drawled, although he was not sure if he was meaning to eat the tooth or what. From where he hovered just out of immediate reach, he wasn't minding the littlest details. "If that's your first lost one... they're all gonna come out soon.." For any upsetting effect, he let the pause hang, though there was humor in his eyes despite the confused squint. "All so bigger better ones can grow in," he said, remembering it that way himself, and he was sure to punctuate the statement with an excessive show of his pearly whites.