March 16, 2014, 06:05 PM
(This post was last modified: March 16, 2014, 06:13 PM by Ferdie Von Pelt.)
The Large brute meandered the pack territory slowly, taking each sight and committing it to memory. He marked each previously marked spot as he came by, adding to the scent of the pack's continued presence here.
He still carried the alpha's scent upon him and it drove him nuts, having not been around another wolf for months and then to be marked. Even still to be left to his own devices, Oh how he wanted just a simple conversation, He'd behave this time, no 'testing the waters' just companionship.
The Alpha's smell upon his pelt marked him in more ways the one, it let others know he was here to stay and it marked the moment he left his lone wolf status behind and tread upon new and yet old domain in a pack setting.
In his travels he found no game to take on; but his task was to add to the food stores. He frowned at himself as he came to the edge of a small river. He almost seemed to glare at the water as if it mocked him, a wet pelt was unnecessarily hard to groom. But he had to prove his worth here. His resolve drawn in he entered the cold water and stared below the surface waiting for a fish to come.
15 minutes pass and he had not moved, only tiny things had passed by nothing worth his time, but wet now; he was not going to give up, he continued to wait.
Finally a medium sized river fish drew close, He fairly trembled but held himself. As it drew closer to him inspecting the bubbles that his pelt emitted Ferdie squinted his eyes shut, drove his head into the water and snapped his jaws. The fish evaded the teeth and swam off almost with a casual pace. Ferdie growled and pounced at the fish landing completely under the waters surfaced having miscalculated a hole behind the rock under the water surface. With a sputter, he flailed and got his head up out of the water. The brute stood up as casually as he could, the water only to his chest in every spot but the one he landed in. The fish was gone and he stood there looking drenched and foolish.
If another wolf saw that it would be his second horrible first impression in one day. Way to go Ferdie Von Pelt He muttered aloud to himself glancing around.
He still carried the alpha's scent upon him and it drove him nuts, having not been around another wolf for months and then to be marked. Even still to be left to his own devices, Oh how he wanted just a simple conversation, He'd behave this time, no 'testing the waters' just companionship.
The Alpha's smell upon his pelt marked him in more ways the one, it let others know he was here to stay and it marked the moment he left his lone wolf status behind and tread upon new and yet old domain in a pack setting.
In his travels he found no game to take on; but his task was to add to the food stores. He frowned at himself as he came to the edge of a small river. He almost seemed to glare at the water as if it mocked him, a wet pelt was unnecessarily hard to groom. But he had to prove his worth here. His resolve drawn in he entered the cold water and stared below the surface waiting for a fish to come.
15 minutes pass and he had not moved, only tiny things had passed by nothing worth his time, but wet now; he was not going to give up, he continued to wait.
Finally a medium sized river fish drew close, He fairly trembled but held himself. As it drew closer to him inspecting the bubbles that his pelt emitted Ferdie squinted his eyes shut, drove his head into the water and snapped his jaws. The fish evaded the teeth and swam off almost with a casual pace. Ferdie growled and pounced at the fish landing completely under the waters surfaced having miscalculated a hole behind the rock under the water surface. With a sputter, he flailed and got his head up out of the water. The brute stood up as casually as he could, the water only to his chest in every spot but the one he landed in. The fish was gone and he stood there looking drenched and foolish.
If another wolf saw that it would be his second horrible first impression in one day. Way to go Ferdie Von Pelt He muttered aloud to himself glancing around.
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of Food and Presence - by Ferdie Von Pelt - March 16, 2014, 06:05 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by RIP Njal - March 16, 2014, 06:24 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by Ferdie Von Pelt - March 16, 2014, 07:35 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by RIP Njal - March 16, 2014, 07:55 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by Ferdie Von Pelt - March 18, 2014, 03:52 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by RIP Njal - March 20, 2014, 03:17 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by Ferdie Von Pelt - March 21, 2014, 02:18 PM
RE: of Food and Presence - by RIP Njal - March 26, 2014, 06:48 PM
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RE: of Food and Presence - by RIP Njal - May 15, 2014, 04:43 PM