Wapun Meadow I kill, therefore I am
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Ooc — Van
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Most creatures didn't know what they were up for when they were being pursued by The Ripper. Most creatures expected death, and that was all. Most actually eluded him. He was not a fast wolf, but a large and powerful one nonetheless. In short bursts, he could cover more ground than the average male, but his muscular girth did not allow him the needed flexibility and he was particularly prone to wearing himself out. But if you were an unlucky enough creature to be caught in the trap of The Ripper's jaws...

A doe lay ravaged beneath the stamp of his hefty paws. Her head had been separated from her body at the crest of her neck (his unnecessary signature), as he dug head first into the thin, deceased belly of his quarry. He snorted and ate voraciously, eager to sustain his weight, not knowing when he would catch something again. The sun and its light lay over him but the day was not particularly warm against his dark, exerted frame.

He cared little for nature, though. He cared more for the meat.
Can't move on<br>But I can't go home<br><br><img src='http://www.wolf-rpg.com/images/icons/advisory.jpg'>
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Ooc — Starrlight
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im struggling hardcore with her character atm, so maybe I will have some fun with her. Hope you don't mind!  
Depending on Bazi thread I may need to edit this post but it won't affect her actions so doesn't matter!

Danica had no clue what the hell she was doing here.  Why she had even bothered to return, since obviously she was too effed over to join up once she had.  Her whole point had been to return to the glacier... But it was gone, it's members obviously scattered to the breeze.  She could find no trace of Tuwawi, nor of Maera, and this cut her deeper than she was willing to ever admit.  Even her conversation with Bazi had been as unfulfilling, almost empty.  It was as though nothing could hold her long.  It was almost as though she had perished this winter, and now a ghost wandered instead.

So when she noticed the wolf tearing apart a piece of prey as she traveled, she barely paid any mind but to pause briefly, watching the carnage with a vague expression of distaste on her face.  For a few minutes she could not look away, but presently she shook the hypnosis that the gory scene presented, and continued on, leaving the male to his grisly meal.