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[PHE] silver swords - Ancelin - October 11, 2024 a hare ran wildly along the edge of the camps, ancelin hot on its trail. despite the number of wolves gathered in one place, the animal's calculation led it to a mad dash through the middle of the glen itself.
naturally the crowds made ancelin draw up harshly, laughing a little at himself, but he continued his now quite-slowed pursuit, a bit awed at the animal's courage. RE: [PHE] silver swords - Kitimat - October 16, 2024 Kitty was pursuing the hare, too. He didn't realize he had company until the scent-trail brought him nearly headlong into the patchwork-pelted man, looking eagerly down the road the quarry had cut through the forest. The boy stopped short, looking awkwardly toward the man, shrinking into himself. The other wolf carried heavy scent-markings, and an air of confidence that sent Kitimat folding downward in deference, eyes darting here and there. His nostrils still flared, and he waited for the go-ahead; it might never come, since he was late upon the scene. His orange gaze lit querily upon the Bearclaw wolf, brows lifted along with it. RE: [PHE] silver swords - Ancelin - October 18, 2024 when he glanced down, a boy was there. he wore a seaside scent and reminded the bearclaw man at once of his daughters. a wave of his tail greeted the young hunter. "are you following that too?" he asked, but had already decided it must be so.
"we have to get around everyone else," ancelin explained. "come on. it's gone that way." he stalked off, glancing back once for the dark-muzzled child. RE: [PHE] silver swords - Kitimat - October 25, 2024 He was frozen for a moment, mouth slightly agape, as the man spoke. Though he wasn't too much smaller than the average-sized wolf, he was still much his junior—and a stranger, to boot. To add to that, the invitation was more of a command, and Kitimat briefly looked around for his mother or some other Moontide adult. None were in sight. So. . . With a shrug, he carried on after Ancelin, trotting obediently at the Bearclaw wolf's flank. The two sped down the trail, skirting past various groups and flitting through the trees. And the smell of rabbit was growing stronger as they went— The boy gasped quietly as he noticed powerful hindquarters and the unmistakable flash of fluffy white that marked their quarry's backside, moving at pace toward a heavily-thicketed portion of the forest. RE: [PHE] silver swords - Ancelin - November 12, 2024 encouraging the boy ahead with a chuff, ancelin bounded forward and to one side. his longer legs and greater speed lent him the ability to move neatly into the tangled rookery of the forest, where he meant to catch the rabbit unawares and send it terrified back toward the young hunter.
teamwork made the dream work, as the saying went. keep going! his indigo eyes glinted as he glanced back once at the boy. |