Poison Path Laying Down the Law

Supershort. For anyone reading this and feeling like O.o prelude to <a href='http://relic-lore.net/index.php?showtopic=2080' target='_blank'>Volatile</a>

<blockquote>Underneath it all her temper was still simmering, further fuelled by her fluctuating hormones. Rhysis' scent had prevented an explosion but the last few weeks had been so stressful, she was about ready to explode. As each of the wolves before her took their leave she contained as much of her anger as she could, her ears continuing to flick in irritation at the slow speed at which the wolves before her were taking their leave, until finally she saw her opportunity.

The tension in her pelt was still palatable and she had no doubt Rhysis would seek her out at some point but she hoped it wasn't too soon. Maintaining her composure until she was beyond the sight of her pack mates she began to take her frustration out on anything that brushed against her fur. Any branch that dared to impede her path. She was going to tear the whole world down. </blockquote>

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(This post was last modified: Apr 24, 2012, 05:26 AM by Naira.)

Sleep pulled at the large male, his lids slowly drooping to half-mast. He listened
as the leaders dismissed the wolves, and a flood of relief washed through his
blood. He felt as if he was to fall over asleep. These damn mountains were quite
exhausting. Flicking his tail, he dipped his heads to Naira and Rhysis before turning
towards the den he was to sleep in.

Tiredly dragging his large white paws along, he slunk silently into the den, to sleep
soundly for the night. Deep gray-black peltage blended in within the night's grasp,
enveloping him in the lack of color. Time for some good rest, for there was to be a
hunt soon. Perhaps tonight he would dream of catching a large goat...
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