Her eyes were a pale icy tone, sharp and cool, deceiving of her inner woes. They looked out over the dark forest with critical attention. Though her eyes would reveal little, her facial expression was solemn, pained. She missed her friends- she missed Ying and Q and most of all (and whom she had known since the very beginning of coming into Teekon) she missed Belharra.
Her life at home was unshaken. She took the placement as the pack's huntress seriously, especially with so many children within the ranks. She took to bringing often back small catches, what she could hunt on her own when group hunts were not being made. She had been to the borders less in lieu of both @Simmik and her sister @Valencia being on point with what seemed a possible love interest of hers.
Though she by now had stopped her search for @Ying, it was without any doubt that the majority of her time was outside of her pack when note resting. She was, in a sense, sad and though she loved her sister she couldnt shake the need of selfishly wanting more.
So she strayed. Here to the bleeding trees of the Ravensblood Forest. She had known what had recently went down here between her pack and their allies but had not the opportunity to join herself, probably would have thought better of it anyhow. The scent of the band of wolves who had briefly called this place home now masked with Yuelong. It was silent now, savor the cries of one lone crow.
Her life at home was unshaken. She took the placement as the pack's huntress seriously, especially with so many children within the ranks. She took to bringing often back small catches, what she could hunt on her own when group hunts were not being made. She had been to the borders less in lieu of both @Simmik and her sister @Valencia being on point with what seemed a possible love interest of hers.
Though she by now had stopped her search for @Ying, it was without any doubt that the majority of her time was outside of her pack when note resting. She was, in a sense, sad and though she loved her sister she couldnt shake the need of selfishly wanting more.
So she strayed. Here to the bleeding trees of the Ravensblood Forest. She had known what had recently went down here between her pack and their allies but had not the opportunity to join herself, probably would have thought better of it anyhow. The scent of the band of wolves who had briefly called this place home now masked with Yuelong. It was silent now, savor the cries of one lone crow.
July 13, 2020, 12:17 PM
She was not an experienced wolf, her golden head and fluffy tail held high as she trotted through the brush. Her eyes were blue as the sea, and filled with an arrogance that many young wolves shared. She who was as fresh as the new weeds bouncing underneath her paws held no fear of the darkening forest around her, her steps were loud as they crunched down on twigs and dry leaves. The sun filtered not through the thick canopy of leaves above her.
Auriel was hunting. Or, she was supposed to be. Up until this point she had survived on No-Fur scraps, or carcasses wrestled from scavengers such as the dark birds that screamed at her in a hoarse tongue. Once she had even almost caught one, her leap into the sky mighty. Her teeth had just scraped it's feathers, and it flew up and up with a caw caw of anger. Yes, she had survived. But there were no No-Furs here, not even a whiff, and every carcass was guarded by some beast or another. Having spent much of her life in a wolf sanctuary, the she-wolf had no idea how to socialise with the wild wolves of this land. They were so different from her pack back at the sanctuary. They never fought over food there, since there was always so much of it. As she was thinking she heard movement in the bushes ahead, blue eyes full with murderous intent as a furry little nose poked it's way out of cover, nibbling at a few low-hanging berries.
The she-wolf dropped into an instinctual crouch, her tail raised far to high as she stalked towards the rabbit. It's ears perked up, their eyes met, two full of fear, two full of hunger. The silence broke as the underbrush bursted into life, Auriel sprinting after the small mammal as it zig-zagged here and there, trying to loose certian death. The rabbit could feel Auriel's breath hot on it's hind as it sped across the forest floor, not even sparing a look behind it as Auriel skidded out, her feet slipping from under her as she bumped into a tree. When she managed to pull to her feet the rabbit was gone. The she-wolf pulled her lips back, showing her fangs in a snarl of frustration.
Auriel was hunting. Or, she was supposed to be. Up until this point she had survived on No-Fur scraps, or carcasses wrestled from scavengers such as the dark birds that screamed at her in a hoarse tongue. Once she had even almost caught one, her leap into the sky mighty. Her teeth had just scraped it's feathers, and it flew up and up with a caw caw of anger. Yes, she had survived. But there were no No-Furs here, not even a whiff, and every carcass was guarded by some beast or another. Having spent much of her life in a wolf sanctuary, the she-wolf had no idea how to socialise with the wild wolves of this land. They were so different from her pack back at the sanctuary. They never fought over food there, since there was always so much of it. As she was thinking she heard movement in the bushes ahead, blue eyes full with murderous intent as a furry little nose poked it's way out of cover, nibbling at a few low-hanging berries.
The she-wolf dropped into an instinctual crouch, her tail raised far to high as she stalked towards the rabbit. It's ears perked up, their eyes met, two full of fear, two full of hunger. The silence broke as the underbrush bursted into life, Auriel sprinting after the small mammal as it zig-zagged here and there, trying to loose certian death. The rabbit could feel Auriel's breath hot on it's hind as it sped across the forest floor, not even sparing a look behind it as Auriel skidded out, her feet slipping from under her as she bumped into a tree. When she managed to pull to her feet the rabbit was gone. The she-wolf pulled her lips back, showing her fangs in a snarl of frustration.
July 23, 2020, 10:16 PM
The dark forest was both mystical and mysterious, though it held much more of a darker air to it then the forest which she lived. Her forest was thick too but with spruce, pine...but there was something about the bleeding trees in this place and the endless stares of the murder of crows which looked down upon her. She stared back up at them, icy eyes locked until the sound of crunching footfalls snap her attention back earthward.
In the distance she would see a dark golden tail high in the air, waving with an excitement, a dominance. Then a sudden flash, a rabbit dashing past throughout the forestry, the golden, white and black female following in pursuit. Vallkyrie's body by now has hunched, curiously watching, head down yet pulled forward eagerly.
Her legs quiver, instinctively ready to take pace after the other woman falters, to pick up where she had left off. It was what packmates did after all, picking up the slack when another tires, working together. But she was not a pack mate and this was not her hunt so watched as Auriel lost pace by hitting into the tree, rabbit now a lost cause.
In the distance she would see a dark golden tail high in the air, waving with an excitement, a dominance. Then a sudden flash, a rabbit dashing past throughout the forestry, the golden, white and black female following in pursuit. Vallkyrie's body by now has hunched, curiously watching, head down yet pulled forward eagerly.
Her legs quiver, instinctively ready to take pace after the other woman falters, to pick up where she had left off. It was what packmates did after all, picking up the slack when another tires, working together. But she was not a pack mate and this was not her hunt so watched as Auriel lost pace by hitting into the tree, rabbit now a lost cause.
Maybe next time...She spoke, lifting back up to her full leggy height once more and taking a few even paces towards the other woman. The crows, protesting the sudden influx of noisiness from the wolves, began up their chatter again.
Harder to hunt with so many eyes on you.Though it would seem the female lacked some structure, Vallkyrie wasnt outright going to insult someone she only just met.
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