Thicket of Secrets It is mine!

Now, taht surely didn't make any sense. He marked it so it was his. Nope. She found it first so it was hers. That's how Rebecca saw things. And then he got mad that she was in her den. Why her grandpa couldn't be here, grandma, mother? Dad would be no use without mom. But they were dead, not going to help her with this. With this violent creature, more demon in her eyes than a wolf. Bu she had part of the strength of her mother, speed of her father and the polluted blood of an Wheatear. Still, she didn't want to fight. Not on the mood you could say.

<b>"Yeah yeah, I know. 3, 4 and 5. How exciting. Now could you please jsut leave? I want to get to bed early and I still need to hunt today."</b> she said with inpatient voice. That counting reminded her about her childhood. Parents had also counted, then they bit you if you didn't do what you were told to do. Refusing to understand how serious this situation was, Reba stood up, muscles ready for movements, to dodge or attack, but most she just wished he would leave... If he wouldn't, it would be plan B.

(This post was last modified: Jan 05, 2012, 01:56 PM by Rebecca.)

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<blockquote>Well, he had been more then fair. More lenient then he should have been and she had just pushed his patience to its limits with her stubborn stupidity. He didn’t even bother to respond to her comment; he’d now decided she wasn’t even worth the reply. Enough was enough. Besides… he wasn’t fussy with what he ate. He had no issues eating another wolf… especially one as annoying as she had been.

Without another word he kicked off the floor with his hind legs, pushing his power down into the spring to launch himself across the short distance between them. He didn’t spring high, but forwards with jaws agape. His front legs outstretched before him whilst his claws were headed towards her lower shoulder, with hopes to knock her off her feet. He was bigger then her, it was physics, and should his hit land he should at least make her stumble. With that thought his jaws parted further as he aimed them towards the top of her shoulder. The idea behind the attack? To knock her off balance and grab a nice chunk of flesh.</blockquote>

Okay, he didn't listen. Plan B. Flee. He charged with very nice speed, but so did Rebecca, not to his direction but to the direction she had came from. No use to fight for den so small and in so poor location. She knew better den in more secure part, in the thickest part of Thicket, where she didn't like to go. But there it was, in the place where she had met Ruiko for the first time. There were reasons to be more careful with it, she didn't want it to be found.

Running to her secret shortcut, now choosing a different way to get far from her old den. It had been a good den, it had been hers for weeks. Halting, turning her head, barely seeing it anymore, wishing good luck. Reba didn't know any major food hides around that den, squirrels probably thought that there wasn't good places to hide their nuts and mushrooms, but if he wouldn't find them or know how to use them, she'd be more than happy to come back and take them to her new den. Which she decided would not be the best den she knew, but some old den somewhere, not near this one. Far from Rhysis.

Continueing, trying to not cause noise, traveling on the branch for very short time before noticing a small creek. Small, very small, but big enough to hide her trails. Splashing in it and trotting away from Rhysis, with good pace that took her long distances with not much energy. Not having exact location to go, just somewhere to find her own Secret from Thicket.

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<blockquote>He grunted as she fled. As he suspected, she was all mouth. He couldn't be bothered to chase her. She hopefully had gotten the message not to mess with him. Yes, she should have killed her but let's face it, if she seemed a little bit crazy and it was unlikely anyone was going to believe her- not when he was going out of his way to make a good impression with everyone he met. Still... next time they met, he wouldn't sit around and chat.

Standing back to his full height he turned to admire his new home. It stank of her, yes, but he'd make it his own soon enough. With a final glance over his shoulder, he headed down into the entrance to inspect inside.</blockquote>

OOC: Great fun! Thanks for RPing with me, hopefully we can do it again in the future, though maybe not with Rhysis. =)