Drooping Willows The Night Sky

Fallen scoffed. <b>"Yah, right."</b> He teased playfully and gave her a goofy grin. When he started feeling warm, the cold winter air would give him relief. A winter run would be great! The nice cold air, the dark night, the obstacles made the race just a <i>teeny</i> bit interesting.

The younger wolf returned back his playful gesture, a took a place by the forest's edge. His only problem was he didn't know if there was a pack here. The younger wolf had a smell of other wolves, and the smell became stronger as her took a place beside her. He took in a breath, for the race, and to prove his point. There was a smell of other wolves for sure and there was a familiar scent. <i>Was it? No, no way. That's not possible.</i> He shook away the though that possibly his former friend would be there.

Before the race he just had to ask. <b>"Are you in pack?"</b>

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Stepping on her place, getting ready for run, Rebecca was suprised by Fallen's question.<b> "Yes, but don't worry, the territory isn't here"</b> she quickly spoke out. Quickly, before snorting and disappearing in the dark forest. Reba ran slowly, she first wanted to get a feeling how fast Fallen was, before running like devils would come after their grandaughter.

Pace was relaxed, Reba didn't hurry yet. Ears were pointed back to hear how close Fallen was, or was he even after her. Head was held high, tail wagged like flag behind her, steps were high and bouncy, very unlike the ones when she was running seriosuly.

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As she took off, slowly and steady, he nodded. So she was. What would be his excuse for letting her go first? He'd just say, he was giving her a head start. He bounded forward as dust started to burst behind him.

His tongue out of his maw, the pounding of paws and his steady breathing ringing in his ears. He flicked his tongue as he approached Rebecca. <b>"How yah doing?"</b> he asked breathlessly. His tail wagged as his paws moved in one motion, in unison.

It was so nice to run in the cold winter breeze as a companion ran beside him. He looked up and saw the moon and along with it the twinkling stars hiding along the draped branches. Aah, how he loved to run.

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This wasn't exactly the thing that made Rebecca get her high, the glorious high she so desperately wanted most of her time. But running was still something that made adrenaline bump through her veins, and it was very, very wanted feeling as well. Looking to where Fallen was looking, yes, it was beatiful, but she ahdn't start running for that.

<b>"Magnificently. Eat my snow!"</b> she snorted playfully to him as the sleek wolf used all her muscles for one purpose: speed. With one big leap she moved in front of him, playfully kicking snow on his face. Giggling running away, accelerating through the woods, runnign for the will of her heart.

Then, reaching open land. Relatively open, willows here and there, but not forest anymore. Slowing down, running ahead with low speed, circling and playing around under the moonlight, waiting for Fallen to come as well.

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The glorious night always was Brisk's favorite time of day. Stalking around, seeing where his paws will led him. He was more of a noctornal wolf than a daytime brute. Spending most of his daylight bathing on a rock taking a nap or in his den waiting for darkness. Either way, he spend most of his energy in the dark. Trotting through the dark trees, slipping lower under the branches of the drooping willows. The sound of running feet, made Brisk look to his left. It sounded like there were two wolves and the breeze confirmed his thoughts. The reddish brown wolf wasn't expecting one of them to be Rebecca. <b>"Shit!"</b> Brisk mumbled to himself. He hid himself behind a bush and waited for them to go past them, but he wondered who was with Rebecca at this time of night. OOC: Sorry for butting in(: & that's it's kind of short, my phone's being an idiot./:

Fallen's tongue fell out of his maw as he playfully ran beside her. His tail was wagging, as he playfully circled around her. <b>"Doesn't the snow look great on me?"</b> He posed, bursting into laughter. He shook his pelt, shaking the excess snow off his dark pelt. It certainly did not match him. He flicked his ear as his torso lifted up.

Suddenly, the direction of wind changed its course. Fallen happened to pick up a faint scent of another wolf. He sat back on his haunches, narrowing his eyes. He took in a another breath, trying to confirm his suspicions. Confirmed. He looked to Rebecca hoping she too smelled it.

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Rebecca giggled to Fallen as he posed running around. She layed down and rolled on the snow, enjoyning the cool feeling on her heated body. Winter was nice time, despite its toughness. The air was cold, sometimes felt like it was going to freeze you no matter what, but those were the times when you hid in your den and slept all day.

When he sat down, Rebecca layed to her stomach, stopped rolling around. What was he catching form the wind. Sniffing Reba rised her nose, and got the scent. Wolf. Just another wolf. Turning her impish eyes towards her black fellow, suddenly charging towards him, dusting the snow as she playfully attacked and attempted to push him to the ground. Maybe nibble his ear, roll over him? Whoever there was, whoever's scent came with the wind, he would have to show himself before the black girl was going to give any attention to him.

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As Rebecca charged toward him, his eyes widened. <i>Ahh...That's her plan.</i> Rebecca wasn't going to find the wolf. He was going to find them. Rebecca wasn't going to let them notice him. She was just going to let them carry on, as if nothing had happened. But wouldn't his sniff be considered suspicious? Ah, they just think he needed a breath.

Rebecca tackled him, attempting to knock him down. No way! The brute lifted his head up, attempting to lift the rest of his body as well. Before he continued though, he just had to take another breath. It was unnoticeable and quick and he was just trying to confirm his suspicions that the wolf was still there. All they had to do was wait.....

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The brute's eyes narrowed in suspicion when Rebecca started playing fighting with the unknown male. She has definitely changed since the last time he saw her. Well that was a long time ago, so obviously she would. He really had missed her company, her brilliant smile when they play fought in the meadows. He could sense he would get pulled into another flashback if he didn't get himself together.

Shaking her head, he once again reminded himself of his mission, kill her. The question was, how could he kill her, when he may still love her? But, it depends on how much she has changed since their puphood. She could be crazy. You never know.

As they continued to play fight, he decided to make his appearence made. He snaked his way out of the bush, fearlessly approached the two wolves. The male was slightly bigger than he, but with his fighting skills he didn't seem like a challenge if it came to that. He had no desire to kill the woman tonight, he had to sort out his feeling first. Anyways there would be a witness to this and he didn't have the energy to kill him too at such a late hour.

He continued to stalk foward until he was at a relatively safe distance. He gazed affectionately at Rebecca for a second, until he cleared his throat, quickly hiding his feelings and put on his mask. <b>"Well, well well... What do we have here?"</b> He directed to Rebecca, standing where he was frozen, until she answered him.

Finally the silent culprit had revealed himself. Perhaps it was a wiser plan to pretend as if they had never tracked him. But didn't his sudden stop from their playful squabble look suspicious? Clearly this male, wasn't an observer or probably his attention seemed to land on the female more than him. Wasn't all males like this?

A bright copper male appeared, a hard tone sliding from his maw. But ever the observer Fallen was, he happened to notice the gaze of perhaps affection or pleasure directed towards Rebecca. So his hypothesis was correct. Maybe these two had history? Possibly old lovers, and the male implying revenge?

He stiffly stood up, his tail brushing Rebecca's pelt telling her, <i>Let me see, first. </i> His tongue hanging out from his maw, he matched the stranger's tone. <b>"What do you want?"</b> He kinda hoped he didn't sound as harsh as the stranger, but more curios. Fallen twitched his tail, showing his slight annoyance. The male was watching, and this clearly bothered Fallen.

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