April 09, 2015, 05:35 PM
Finally, the speaking part of it all was over.
After the roles and plans had bee established and the targeted objective had been cautiously chosen the three wolves began to move. Koda's tail rose slowly as he took the lead and Finn, accepting the male's leadership in the activity, began to fall behind him, his own tail swishing in rythmn as they approached.
As they moved along, like a perfectly coordinated, well-oiled machine, Finn had a sudden urge to take off first and land the initial blow of the ambush.. However he contained his impulse, knowing better than to ruin Koda's desire to deliver the inagurating strike. Which came to Finn's opinion at the most precise instant, when the mother had lowered its head and turned its eyes from the defenseless fawn.
It was then that Finn knew that it was ow time for his entrance.
Using his hind legs as his propeller the silver male leaped out towards the bucking animal, his quick feet trying to get him close enough to nip at the ankles yet far enough to avoid getting a hoof stamped on his forehead.
This was now Lupa's job.
Their dangerous dance with the kicking animal was her cue, and as Finn ducked and evaded the erratic kicks of the doe he could only hope she did her job.
After the roles and plans had bee established and the targeted objective had been cautiously chosen the three wolves began to move. Koda's tail rose slowly as he took the lead and Finn, accepting the male's leadership in the activity, began to fall behind him, his own tail swishing in rythmn as they approached.
As they moved along, like a perfectly coordinated, well-oiled machine, Finn had a sudden urge to take off first and land the initial blow of the ambush.. However he contained his impulse, knowing better than to ruin Koda's desire to deliver the inagurating strike. Which came to Finn's opinion at the most precise instant, when the mother had lowered its head and turned its eyes from the defenseless fawn.
It was then that Finn knew that it was ow time for his entrance.
Using his hind legs as his propeller the silver male leaped out towards the bucking animal, his quick feet trying to get him close enough to nip at the ankles yet far enough to avoid getting a hoof stamped on his forehead.
This was now Lupa's job.
Their dangerous dance with the kicking animal was her cue, and as Finn ducked and evaded the erratic kicks of the doe he could only hope she did her job.
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Moose Battle - by Koda - March 02, 2015, 07:17 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Finn - March 02, 2015, 07:49 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Lupa - March 02, 2015, 08:45 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Koda - March 03, 2015, 02:05 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Finn - March 20, 2015, 12:47 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Lupa - March 28, 2015, 11:27 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Koda - April 09, 2015, 10:06 AM
RE: Moose Battle - by Finn - April 09, 2015, 05:35 PM
RE: Moose Battle - by Koda - May 03, 2015, 10:55 PM