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Freedom
Nov 8, 2009 17:38:10 GMT -5
Post by ~Luna~ on Nov 8, 2009 17:38:10 GMT -5
Sniper, Lieutenant, Major Twelve legs, twelve paws. Three paws landing at the same time, in a rhythmic harmony. Sniper leapt, and in two seconds, Major and Lou hurled their bodies after. Sniper landed the first bite on the prey on the rear of a large doe. Then Majors dove, and grabbed a skinny hind leg. Then Lieutenant's paws hit Sniper's back, and Lou pushed herself off, flying up and then down, like a silver arrow. Lou came down and opened her jaws, and sank her fangs into the doe's neck. There was a reckonizable crack, and the doe slumped in Lou's grip. There was a sense of triumph as the rest of the deer herd ran away. The three let go of the deer. Sniper sniffed the doe's head. "Still alive" he said in a course voice, "-but just barely." And then he bit down around the deer's skull. The three gave a moment of silence, thanking the deer's soul for it's body. Sniper began to eat the neck, and Lieutenant and Major shared the fleshy torso.
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Freedom
Nov 11, 2009 0:49:33 GMT -5
Post by Oberon on Nov 11, 2009 0:49:33 GMT -5
Audry watched silently from behind a cluster of red rocks. She had gone exploring away from her brother - not something she usually did - and this was how she was going to pay for it. She drank everything in through terrified eyes as the three dogs mauled the deer. She stared on in horror as she heard the telltale snap of bone, and the deer crumbled to the ground.
Her speckled tail slipped soundly between her legs as she hunched closer against the rocks. She wasn't used to death, not like this. When she hunted with her brother, it was usually small prey; stupid animals like rabbits and squirels that they could kill easily, enflicting as little damage as possible. It didn't feed them much, and they'd have to hunt down several, but at least she knew they were being humane.
The pain and terror in the doe's eyes would haunt her forever, even though she had played no part in it's wretched death. She froze as one spoke. A male...and then another hard crunch as he dug his powerful jaws into the animal's now shattered skull.
She could hear the dogs snuffling and tearing at the warm flesh. She could smell the horrid, metallic perfume of blood mixing in with the fresh, clean grass - and she was no longer sorry for the deer. It was food now, and she was hungry; though she knew much better than to intrude upon a foreign pack's feeding frenzy.
She peeked slightly around the side of the boulder at the three dogs - litter mates, she concluded - ripping away at the warm, meaty carcass. Her mouth began to water, and the soft breeze blew the torrid air towards her. She could smell it, but more importantly she could smell them, which was the only reason she had not yet approached the dead animal. This was not the type of pack that welcomed new comers with open arms. No, this was the type that most likely ripped their limbs off one by one for just glancing at any single member. So she waited, hoping they would fill themselves before they had the chance to strip the carcass free of the troublesome meat, and praying they would leave without noticing her.
She did not wish to die so soon.
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Freedom
Nov 11, 2009 14:44:47 GMT -5
Post by ~Luna~ on Nov 11, 2009 14:44:47 GMT -5
Lieutenant had eaten her fill, but caught another, foreign scent. She raised her head slowly, not wishing to cause alarm to her siblings. Her branded cheek was raised, the one with the police emblem. Lou licked her nose, clearing the scent of deer, and allowing other scents to be breathed in. Dog, she concluded. Lou suddenly felt glad that it was she that had made the discovery.
Lieutenant casually looked in the direction of the new dog. It was difficult to pinpoint the location. The wind was working against her favor, so she had to rely on sight and hearing.
Lou looked away, but was really just looking from the corner of her eye, so it seemed that she wasn't actually looking for the dog. Lieutenant spotted light, speckled fur, peeking out from nearby rocks. There, she thought slowly. She turned her attention to her siblings once again. "Bathroom.", she muttered, loud enough for her siblings to hear, and walked away, the opposite direction of the new dog.
Lieutenant knew exactly what she was doing.
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Freedom
Nov 11, 2009 17:11:49 GMT -5
Post by Oberon on Nov 11, 2009 17:11:49 GMT -5
It was unnaturally quiet as the one of the females spoke. It was nought but a single word, blunt and to the point, but already she knew there was no way she wanted to ever get on this female's bad side. All thoughts of the bloodied deer left her head, and instead she thought of running. But that would never do. She had been hiding much too long; if they caught her, they would ask what she had been doing lurking about in the shadows. She would not run. Not yet.
Audrey watched as one of the dogs broke off from the rest and pressed her dappled body closer against the cold rocks. She was shaking now, but determined to stay calm and silent. 'Panicking never solves anything. It will get you killed. Keep still and you'll be all right,' she repeated to herself over and over, not daring to say it out loud.
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Freedom
Nov 14, 2009 10:46:56 GMT -5
Post by ~Luna~ on Nov 14, 2009 10:46:56 GMT -5
Lieutenant left her siblings, and seemingly headed in one direction. When she was no longer visibly in sight, she turned, to the new dog's direction, making a curve in her travel route. She crept, more quiet now, to where she had first suspected another.
She first spotted the large pile of reddened rocks, and then a white figure, barely poking out from behind the rock, watching her siblings eat, back towards herself.
Lou moved closer, and the black specks decorating the foreign dog's fur were now more visible. A dalmation, she plaused. Lou's own silvery-white pelt was terrible for hiding, unlike Major and Sniper's, and for a fraction of a moment, Lieutenant wished her pelt was like there's. Then she snapped back into cruel reality.
Lou was only a few yards away from the new dog. Lou also knew at this close distance, she could inflict much damage. Though Lou knew better. Tempers and hormones do not reign me thought Lieutenant. Logic and reason does. she finished. And besides that, an expirienced dog like Lou knew that to underestimate one's opponent could possibly be fatal.
So, in an alternative course of action, Lou spoke. "I ask that you do not panic, and hold a state of peace. I do not have any intentions to hurt you." she said cooly.
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Freedom
Nov 14, 2009 15:56:18 GMT -5
Post by Oberon on Nov 14, 2009 15:56:18 GMT -5
Audry froze, back stiff, tail still slunk down far between her legs. She was caught. What was she going to do now? Sure, the dog had SAID she wasn't going to hurt her, but didn't they always? And then before you know it there's a line of teeth around your jugular, crushing down on it and cutting off your air supply. And then you were dead, just like that.
She decided it would be best to remain calm, as the other dog - the female who had spoken early, declaring she was going to the bathroom (some bathroom, she thought) - spoke in a smooth, monotonous tone that betrayed no hostility...for the moment.
She turned as proudly as she could, head held high, trying to relax herself - she didn't want the other to know how petrified she was .
"All right," she said, subtly relaxing her tail and letting it drip down to the ground. "I won't. You have my attention." She hoped she sounded much more calm and collected than she was. She had hidden the quiver in her voice as best she could, and had done quite a good job at it. Her deep brown eyes were still flashing with fear, no matter how perfect she managed to hide it in the rest of her body.
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Freedom
Nov 17, 2009 19:20:39 GMT -5
Post by ~Luna~ on Nov 17, 2009 19:20:39 GMT -5
Lieutenant listened carefully. She had been trained to sense emotion at the city, so she could detect a murderer among suspects. She heard the slight tremble in the dog's voice, the anxiety in her eyes. Fear, she plaused. Naturally, if she pressumed herself and her siblings dangerous, there would be fear. There could be many reasons she's afraid, Lou thought. But she wouldn't be afraid if she had a pack. Therefore, she's probbably alone., Lieutenant hypothosized. But she did not, not even for a second, assume.
When on the battle field, one is never safe assuming.
Lou continued. "Why are you watching us? What is your name?", she asked calmly, her voice unthreatening. This was a fairly good question to ask. If this dog wanted something, she'd either be bold and say it, or if she was clever attempt in befriending Lou and her pack. Though the second option would never work.
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Freedom
Nov 26, 2009 15:15:18 GMT -5
Post by Oberon on Nov 26, 2009 15:15:18 GMT -5
Audry drew herself up before the the strange dog, holding herself up as bravely and regally as she could. It wouldn't help to cower, she decided. That would only make her more vulnerable and give the other female a better shot at her vitals. No, she would stay tall as the other did.
"Honestly, I hadn't intended to follow you," she said. "I was here before you arrived, exploring. When you showed up, it was three against one, and I hadn't a clue of your true nature. I'm not a warrior as you and your pack seem to be, so naturally I decided to wait it out, and see if you would leave. As for my name, it's Audry. Not the best of names, but mine none the less. And yours?"
In her experience, being polite had never hurt. She hoped the other would take it as a sign of friendship - or, at the very least, comradeship - and not arrogance in the face of danger. She had never felt arrogant in her life, and certainly not when her life was on the line. Her brother, on the other hand, was constantly arrogant. She felt it balanced the two of them out.
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