June 28, 2016, 02:24 PM
@Fox @Peregrine @Whip @Ferret @Gannet Would love for one of the tagged to show up, but it's still AW and set at the Rendezvous point :)
They would need to find her.
Revenge still bothered Shrike, and as the sun had begun to rise on that day, spreading over the Caldera and warming it with its light, he'd decided that he could, in the very least, try and make the scent of the murderer known to the wolves of the pack. That way, if she even so much as neared the borders, they'd catch her scent, send up an alert and send out a party of wolves to track her down and kill her. Or, at least, that was what Shrike hoped for, though he knew perhaps the alpha pair might prefer to try and get on with life, rather than seeking revenge...Truth be told, he simply didn't know them well enough just yet to know what to do.
He found a tuft of her hair snagged on a twig along the now scentless trail she'd once left behind. He remembered the place, remembered the route she'd taken both when approaching and leaving the pack for the second time, and had traveled along it again until he'd managed to find something tangible, and realized just then that it was more than just a scent reminder- the clump of hair was black. Not a strand of brown, grey or beige- indicating that the female likely had black fur, at least on her sides or ruff. He felt a slight wave of hope enter him, knowing now at least he might be able to identify her on sight if he couldn't catch her scent.
Shrike was not a foolish wolf and so, rather than carrying the tuft of hair back in his mouth and get it covered in his own scent, he grabbed a broad leaf from a nearby bush- thank goodness the leaves and herds had begun to return!- set it down, and put the tuft of hair on it. He then folded the leaf in half, pressed down on it slightly to keep the leaf closed, and then carried the parcel back to the pack.
It was evening by the time he returned to the pack and made his way to the Rendezvous site, where the wiry male sniffed the air and could smell his pack members and the residing alpha family on the air, some stronger than others. Gingerly setting the folded leaf down on the ground, he lay down to rest and wait for one of his packmates to show up.
They would need to find her.
Revenge still bothered Shrike, and as the sun had begun to rise on that day, spreading over the Caldera and warming it with its light, he'd decided that he could, in the very least, try and make the scent of the murderer known to the wolves of the pack. That way, if she even so much as neared the borders, they'd catch her scent, send up an alert and send out a party of wolves to track her down and kill her. Or, at least, that was what Shrike hoped for, though he knew perhaps the alpha pair might prefer to try and get on with life, rather than seeking revenge...Truth be told, he simply didn't know them well enough just yet to know what to do.
He found a tuft of her hair snagged on a twig along the now scentless trail she'd once left behind. He remembered the place, remembered the route she'd taken both when approaching and leaving the pack for the second time, and had traveled along it again until he'd managed to find something tangible, and realized just then that it was more than just a scent reminder- the clump of hair was black. Not a strand of brown, grey or beige- indicating that the female likely had black fur, at least on her sides or ruff. He felt a slight wave of hope enter him, knowing now at least he might be able to identify her on sight if he couldn't catch her scent.
Shrike was not a foolish wolf and so, rather than carrying the tuft of hair back in his mouth and get it covered in his own scent, he grabbed a broad leaf from a nearby bush- thank goodness the leaves and herds had begun to return!- set it down, and put the tuft of hair on it. He then folded the leaf in half, pressed down on it slightly to keep the leaf closed, and then carried the parcel back to the pack.
It was evening by the time he returned to the pack and made his way to the Rendezvous site, where the wiry male sniffed the air and could smell his pack members and the residing alpha family on the air, some stronger than others. Gingerly setting the folded leaf down on the ground, he lay down to rest and wait for one of his packmates to show up.
And that first kiss coming, let's just freeze the frame
Your eyes were closing, as mine were opening
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In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - June 28, 2016, 02:24 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - June 29, 2016, 02:03 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - June 29, 2016, 03:19 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - June 29, 2016, 03:27 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - June 29, 2016, 07:55 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - June 29, 2016, 08:06 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - June 29, 2016, 11:09 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - June 30, 2016, 07:55 AM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - July 20, 2016, 10:59 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - July 25, 2016, 08:27 AM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - July 26, 2016, 04:39 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - July 27, 2016, 02:47 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - August 07, 2016, 11:56 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - August 08, 2016, 11:28 AM
RE: In a hospital - by Shrike Redleaf - August 10, 2016, 06:59 PM
RE: In a hospital - by Peregrine Redhawk - August 16, 2016, 11:44 AM