Luna Hill death approaches

Damn, this guy was pissy. Wesley had fully underestimated just how tempermental the wolf in front of him was, but when he learned quick when the boy's features darkened and his jaws lunged. Wes twisted his head round just in time to narrowly avoid Vaken's teeth, and the rest of his body was quick to follow. He bounded away, mimd made up in that instance what more he'd do now that the stranger had ticked him off.

With great stomping strides he crashed into the brush from which the scent of hare had wafted, and the prey could be heard taking off across the ground, disappearing. Deed done, he turned and faced Vaken, tail practically rattling as his hackles rose; do something about it.

OOC: Vaken is attempting to pounce on Wesley (feel free to have Wes dodge it or attack back or request a dice roll <3)
scuffle 3/3

when I'm bad I'm better

For a millisecond the boy watched the prey scuttle away with disbelief, then let out a vicious guttural snarl that echoed through the forest. That was the final straw. Messing around with someone’s food like that (hunger or not) was unforgivable. It had not been accident, the man’s actions were loud and clear. He was still pushing the boundaries, challenging Vaken. What a stupid mistake. Fuelled with anger, the small yearling leapt in the air at the black wolf once more- fangs barred. He wasn’t being friendly anymore. He wasn’t just shoving around his weight to make a statement, he wanted to draw blood. Respect was a thing of the past- he wanted retribution now.




He wasn’t acting sanely. The prey had not meant much to him earlier, he was not desperate for the food. It was the purpose behind it. The entitlement the other wolf had to ruin his hunt. That was punishable in the yearling’s perspective. He wasn’t thinking clearly, and he didn’t want to. He just wanted to rip his teeth into flesh and destroy.

currently travelling with Circe (she can jump in any of his threads)