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Must be hard to live in this world, if you believe that. - Belharra - December 23, 2019
Belharra hadn't seen much of those irritable forest wolves, which was a plus in her mind. Maybe the recent winds and the blizzard from a few weeks before had forced them to move camp... Or maybe, they'd been frozen into little wolfsicles.
It would serve them right, Belharra thought.
She had stopped hiding her tracks, what with the decline in evident markings she could find. Her own scent was just as permeated in the frost as any other's - she clearly lived here now. Out of spite, of course. If the 'bespeckled git' (her opinion, not the author's) hadn't been such an overwound twit, Belharra would have left weeks ago. But no, he had to get on her bad side.
And now, she had to prove a point.
She was chewing a stick to herself when the snow first began to fall. It was yet another night in the Teekons, where the temperature was falling and all the good snacks had gone away for the night. It seemed Belharra was alone, for now - something she had gotten used to, but not accustomed to, in the months she had left the Island.
RE: Must be hard to live in this world, if you believe that. - Helios - December 23, 2019
Walls of flame, flickering alive and swooping over plains, engulfing grass, tree and flesh that lay in its path, it separated the wayward siblings. Helios hides his devastation, bitter cold easing over the hurt in same way winter fell over the Wilds. Gradual at first, before the first big snow slammed it hard.
Helios returns to the Wilds in a subtle motion, sliding past packs with little interest. Nose only twitching at any slight hint of familiarity. Part of him wants to avoid it, another desires it more than anything. Nonetheless, he moves this night, standing out akin to a sore thumb even in the darkness. The moonlight casts an eerie glow over the snow-top trees and frosted ground. Each step is followed by the crunch of it breaking underneath his weight.
He's in that awkward stage where he is less boy and more man in physique, just lacking the muscle that he's sure to eventually grow if his father is anything to go by.
Eyes latch onto movement, body freezing and then slinking into a crouch. He makes the mistake of not confirming what lays in the woman's jaws... His brain clicks that it is food, and that he wants it. So he charges, slipping forward towards the dark shadow in hopes of snatching the object she chews on and taking it for himself.
RE: Must be hard to live in this world, if you believe that. - Belharra - December 26, 2019
The crackle of the stick between Belharra’s jaws was sufficient cover for Helios to creep in. Snap, crunch, crraaaaack! Belharra’s teeth efficiently worked the stick, whittling bark from bough, leaving little sediments of stick along her tongue.
And then the stick was gone! Her ears flattened as a shadow stepped over her and yoinked the stick painfully from her teeth. Rriiip! She flinched, rising up instantly in self defense. It appeared her marauder was a young chap, one she might even have regarded as handsome if she was in the mood to regard him favorably. As it was, he’d just snatched her fucking stick — so no, “favorable mood" wasn’t in the cards today. Not when her stick had been purloined so callously from her. Without even a hello, how-ye-do, to boot!!
OI, YE BASTARD!!!Belharra indignantly roared, spittle and bark flying from her snapping teeth as she chased after him.
YER HIDE IS MINE!Oh, he was gonna get it if Belharra had her way.
RE: Must be hard to live in this world, if you believe that. - Helios - January 06, 2020
Fuck.
Teeth snap through wood, crunching down and splitting the bark in half as he bolts with tail tucked. The whole situation goes from a thievery for food to a hairy situation as the woman bears down upon him. Over a stick.
Helios charges forth through the forest, paws scrambling for purchase over the slick, snow-covered ground. His mouth agape with pants as he keeps his breath even—all in hopes of out running the snapping teeth aimed at him.
Feel free to pp her catching him :eyes:
RE: Must be hard to live in this world, if you believe that. - Belharra - January 09, 2020
There's few things that make Belharra angry. Okay, there were many things. But getting her stick yoinked by a no-account little weasel, well that topped the venison cake for this lady.
She was hot on his heels, and I mean hot. Her breath in ragged gasps. When she was close enough she'd do her best to aim a really mean nip at his hocks just as his legs were bearing weight - hoping this would completely clothesline him.
And if it did, she'd stand right over that little thief, scowling and big as a dog whose meal was stolen, and say: "What in the fuck is wrong with ye?"