The day was lovely, slight rays of sunshine could be seen. Which was a rare sight for such a cold winter. Bathing in the weak rays of sunshine, the golden beta trotted in a happy mood to the edge of the borders, ready for a good patrol then a good hunt. More prey might even be out of their burrows for this bright and rare day.
The golden male padded along the borders, hoping trouble wouldn't come on such a bright day. Nevertheless, he kept his ears prickled. Those dogs might be back to attack on a good day like this. He has to be alert. He scanned outside the borders, spotting a white hare sitting on the ground chewing on some frozen Grass. Perfect. Flash mentally muttered.
He stalked towards the hare, knowing he could catch it even if it ran away. But before he could pounce, a yell of "JAX' made the hare spot him. Cursing at whoever had yelled, he raced after it, slamming his paw into it's skull and giving it a quick death. He then proceeded to look around. A wolf stood there, most likely the one who yelled "Jax". Anger pulsed through the beta. This wolf could have made him lost some prey.
Flash was hella pissed. You don't just scream , especially in winter. Wolves could be hunting for Apollo's Sake. He sniffed around. Blood? His hare had been a clean kill. His eyes trailed to some bones laying on the ground with blood pooling beside it. Gods damn him. How oblivious could a wolf be? Who the hell are you. The beta growledCan't you smell the scent markers? Can for the sake of gods, wolves could be hunting.
Flash was pissed. Not just at the wolf, but also at the gods. Couldn't the fates just be nice and allow him to have a good day the one day Jupiter cleared up the winter sky and his patron, Apollo, decided to let the sun out?
The golden male padded along the borders, hoping trouble wouldn't come on such a bright day. Nevertheless, he kept his ears prickled. Those dogs might be back to attack on a good day like this. He has to be alert. He scanned outside the borders, spotting a white hare sitting on the ground chewing on some frozen Grass. Perfect. Flash mentally muttered.
He stalked towards the hare, knowing he could catch it even if it ran away. But before he could pounce, a yell of "JAX' made the hare spot him. Cursing at whoever had yelled, he raced after it, slamming his paw into it's skull and giving it a quick death. He then proceeded to look around. A wolf stood there, most likely the one who yelled "Jax". Anger pulsed through the beta. This wolf could have made him lost some prey.
Flash was hella pissed. You don't just scream , especially in winter. Wolves could be hunting for Apollo's Sake. He sniffed around. Blood? His hare had been a clean kill. His eyes trailed to some bones laying on the ground with blood pooling beside it. Gods damn him. How oblivious could a wolf be? Who the hell are you. The beta growledCan't you smell the scent markers? Can for the sake of gods, wolves could be hunting.
Flash was pissed. Not just at the wolf, but also at the gods. Couldn't the fates just be nice and allow him to have a good day the one day Jupiter cleared up the winter sky and his patron, Apollo, decided to let the sun out?
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a fool's game - by Jax - February 04, 2015, 02:08 AM
RE: a fool's game - by Flash - February 04, 2015, 02:19 AM
RE: a fool's game - by Jax - February 04, 2015, 02:42 AM
RE: a fool's game - by Flash - February 06, 2015, 05:50 AM