A pleasant chuckle rings from throat, "Yes, I suppose you have," she replies, stating the obvious. The oddity of things seemed to melt away, and she felt more relaxed, more herself that she didn't feel she had to hold her guard up to this friendly stranger. She sucks in a long breath of the cool air, taking in his words as well. She hates to hear how hungry he is, but her grin does not vanish as he has one on his face now. It's nice change to see someone elses' happy expressionn. Plainly her ears tip back a few degrees. Her own belly was not as full as it use to be these days either. She was more concerned about six other bellies to feel bad about her own. Standing a little taller, her silver tail slowly waves. "Pleasure to meet you on this fine morning Kade. I'm Jaysyek, but please call me Jayse." She didn't feel she needed to tell him more at the moment. Did it really matter? Who knows if she'd see this wolf again, or if he really cared to further more than just a simple name.

This part of the thicket she could still see the sun's light becoming stronger as it filtered through the canopy. Eyes surveyed him for a short time, after his offer. She really could use something to take back home, and perhaps take a chance to eat for herself depending on their success. He appeared capable, and she smiled giving a dip of her head. "Alright, you care to lead the way?" She asked hoping he wouldn't mind. She could always offer advice where to look if needed. And she could shed her role of a leader for a change, to him she was just another wolf or for now any way. She stood ready, alplomb almost for the adventure ahead. .

She merely smiles, and then craned her neck looking at the delicate leaves, studying the twisted veins, so she was not to staring as he decided in what direction he might go. Slowly her chin tilted back, and she looked back not knowing he saw the hints of hurt, and done wrong hiding in the swirls of color that were her eyes, glazed windows of her soul. She would not think another would notice, or think anything amiss as most were too absorbed in their own world to step into anothers. Maybe she would learn he was different, maybe she would not. She was not quite sure what to expect. Life had taught her to truelly expect the unexpected as it was bound to happen, and the only thing she might count on -things happened. Perhaps though she had found a new ally, even friend.

He seemed to decide east was the way, and it was time to move. She took to following in his footsteps, as some of the thicket did not promote side by side. First she relaxed following his familiar coal coated body further into the thicket, with a quick yet easy stride. This walk was full of purpose, and her ears were upward, tuned to catch the quiet happenings, while her eyes would drift for a second or two looking for a clue of game. It was her nose, though that could really tell what had come, and went. She did not detect anything recent just yet. The she-wolf was hopeful they would find something they could easily share. Several paces the familiarity of such a mundane task brought on old memories of the last wolf she use to follow at the heel. It was here she had first seen him in the grumpiest of moods. If that wasn't enough the sunlight more prominant she can see the tall Mountain of Dire, and she takes a long glance at her former home. It seemed like ages ago she had followed him, and joined the wolves of the mountain. Pale eyelids blink, and she doesn't lose step. She wasn't about to let it ruin her day, and focused on the tints of silver flecked in Kade's coat trying to count each single thread.

It was not too much longer deer teased her nose, and her heart starts pumping, anticipating the kill. Kade does not continue, he stops by her side. She looks at him from a sideways view, but does not speak. She takes a long inhale of the surrounding atmosphere, concentrating on the single scent. They appear further east, and she recalls a field where blackberries grow. Maybe they were there. Muzzle turns better to meet his gaze. "I would guess their straight ahead by some yards. There is a field where they like to graze on grass, and berries." She was confident they would be near, evening headed to the protection of the thicket with the rising sun. She paused, lips drawn in a thin line wishing to place her words in good order. "Do you plan to chase or catch?"

She gazed back into the silver of his eyes wondering briefly what was going on behind them. She did not trust herself to know, or even think what was running through his mind. He somehow seemed fey to her. Quick as she asks his answer comes. It is straight forward, and she dipped her head. "Alright," she answered, unsurprised. Males usually took down prey because they were the larger of the species, and she was alright with that. She was use to be the one that drove the herbivores into the reaches of a waiting wolf. She was pretty decent at becoming invisible these days. A humored smile, her tail and hips sway in rhythem when her paws step closer to the nearing field.

Two strides her body becomes stiff, and she stretches her lithe frame, lingering closer to the ground. Each movement she makes is with deligently thought. She is most careful not to snap a twig, or flick any nearby foilage. One paw moves, she takes in a long breath. They are definately headed the right way. Her nostrils can not smell anything but the deer it seems. Once she glances to her dark hunting companion, and continues sneeking closer. She can see the open field dotted with the berry bush. There she can see a small herd taking the last bites of their breakfast. She counts five doe, a half grown fawn, and one buck; his antlers velvet. Most cases it would be her decision to choose, and she shoots him a look wondering what one he thinks they can take. She's thinking the fawn. She doesn't want to speak, thinking he might assume she thinks he's uncapable of bigger. Really it was a numbers thing, if he counted as one or two. She could help take a deer down, if the timing, and all else went right. She looks back studying the grouping, watching as the buck started to head south.

that's alright :) , just glad you haven't disappeared. feel free to post as the deer too.

A delicate smile fell on her lips, as his silver eyes met hers. They had agreed silently on the same target. It wasn't a big thing, wolves could point, and speak without words. She had the oddest feeling it was almost like he could read her mind, and she felt slightly vunerable, like every good, and bad story of her life was right there where he was able to see it . She folded her ears, deciding she was being silly. No one could read minds, and she was not so transparent was she? She couldn't find the answer to this.

Quickly she overcame her distraction, pushing it away temporairly, and slowly nodded her head. They would try and get that one, now all she had to do was sneak up behind it -chase it his way.She gave him one last, long look. He seemed confident, and somehow boosted her own quaking hopes. Exactly what she needed. In a hearbeat she drew in a deep breath, and moved ahead of him. The minutes seemed long, as steadily she continued closer to the deer. She choose to stay in the thick, pale grass along their side taking her time.

It seemed longer than what it was, but she spotted their huge ears, and thin legs. Okay, showtime. She crouched, collecting her strength, and than sprang from hiding in front of their path. Their graceful necks jerked taller, and their eyes grew wide. She only had to go for one, and she did not pause to look. She charged for the youngest with a gruff bark. Of coarse it didn't want to go away from it's companions, but it did not want to face the silver wolf. It balked backwards, and made to head off to the other side of the trees. Jayse cut her off with a menacing growl, snapping her jaws once. The deer didn't need to be told twice, and took off where Kade waited, somewhere in the other tall grass.

i was going to tell you if you use the word of the day put a {word } before and [/word ] after it without spaces. it'll show up green to count :)

She soared through the blades of grass, light paws barely seeming to touch the ground. This was the kinda of rush she liked, the made wind from motion zooming in her ears, and it's invisible finger's running through her coat. She kept her mind on driving the deer onward. She was wise, keeping just enough distance from hooves that could put a dent in her, yet close enough if the deer were to venture off she could close any gap. The leader would not return empty handed today. Breaths coming out in short bursts, indirectly she can see the dark streak of Kade, coming on the other side in an atheletic splendor ready to do his part. Knowing any time the chase would be done, she continued pushing her limbs feeling the burn of energy tingling in her muscles. He looked once to her, but after that it all came as a rushed blur.

In great aim he struck, and there was a mixture of black striking down the tawny mass. Her gait shifted downward, and she zipped through the tromped grass coming upon Kade clinging tight to the kill zone of the deer. She expected it to be dead, but saw the failling attempts to escape death. She never liked them to squirm, and almost felt pity taking it's life as it clearly wanted to live. It was to late to let the deer go, either way it would lose it's life....she wanted to make it quick. It's kicks feeble, and blood leaking from it's throat, and Kade's jaws. No hesitation she sees takes a clear shot to it's haunches, harshly biting the thick flesh so more blood trickles down. She holds tight till there are no more kicks, no more squirms, and the warm liquid is dripping down her own chin. Releasing she withdraws slightly, letting her pink tongue clean the blood from her face, though her face now probably looks pink itself. She aches to take a bite, but controls the temptation without much effort.

"Nice work," she says, a smile lighting up her face. She admired his accute timing. It was always a blessing to have a decent hunting partner, but he was a bit more than that. He had some good skills, least it appeared. She didn't think luck had to do with what he'd done. When she thought about it, she did feel lucky to have walked into him. "So, would you like to go first?" She offers, feeling that would best. She plans to eat what she could, and taking what she could handle back home. She wanted to be sure he had what he needed, as he had done the most dangerous part.