A chance meeting

Frost had left her some what cozy warm den for a day of tracking, hunting, and unexpected trial. By the time it was midday the young cream women was growing weary and tired of walking. Her annoying limp was becoming more noticeable by each step she took. Which caused the walk home to be a dreadful thought threatening the loner. It lingered in her mind wickedly snickering as if taunting the girl to give up her life. However this was ignored while she trekked on through the light snow that fell onto her fur only to melt away. The bitter sweetness of winter was a dividing path to Frost, either she could enjoy the beauty as well as survive or hate it as she went. There was no choice for death in her head, it was all up hill from here. No, literally, it was. She was heading north up the mountain.

With a moments hesitation she carefully chose where to step. However she made the mistake of overlooking ice and as her front right paw hit the ground it slid from underneath her body. Next went her injured leg being unable to hold her weight. Frost growled in frustration as she found herself with a mouth full of snow and pebbles. She rose her medium sized body up slowly as her face stung with sharp pain. A fresh gash had found its way onto her fluffy cheek and bled graciously onto her pelt for such a small nick. Her throbbing left leg trembled a bit leaving her with a decision. Either head out again in search of food, rest for a while, or go home. She took a moment to examine the slightly swollen with puss bite before sitting down. She unsheathed her rough tongue raking it across the crusty scab.

Word count: "She speaks..."

(This post was last modified: Nov 27, 2013, 05:08 PM by Frost.)

Thanks TABs for the table and it's photo I've used for her featured photo.
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Anyone who isn't us

• NAIRA AQUILA •

is an enemy

The foul weather matched her horrible mood. Mounting paranoia had the tawny wolf on edge, and so she found herself roaming further and further out on her patrols, searching for any sign that something was out of place. It was then she smelled it, the stink of injury, and it made her mouth water. Never one to pass up an opportunity and painfully aware of the dwindling herds and rising snow, she would not turn her nose up at eating another predator - wolverine, fox, bobcat... what was it?

The closer she drew the more wolfish the scent became and the closer she got, the higher her hackles raised. It was foolish enough for a pack to call this place their home but a loner? An injured loner? Up here? It was all a little too suspicious for her liking. She was not the kind hearted fool she had been two winters past.

Burning amber eyes rested on the tattered wreck and a low growl issued forth in warning. This stranger was too close for comfort, unannounced, and it would not be tolerated by tawny monarch. The stench of the injury was all that held her back, memories of frothing stinking monsters had haunted her dreams, and wandered this place not 12 months past - the swollen bite standing out clearly against the pale pelt. Perhaps she should call for back-up... or maybe a well timed shove would be enough to send the stranger toppling over the edge...

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(Hmmm, you didn't notice. Crusty scab, Crusty crab. Lol)

She had been quite oblivious of the strong scent markers over the stench of her irritated wound. She kept licking using her front teeth to tear the scab. When it finally was seeping her muzzle rose, she did not want to taste puss. It poured out mostly in a thick nasty liquid as she watched intensely. However as chunks came the young women found herself gagging violently. *Disgusting* Frost thought bitterly as she pulled herself together stopping.

It was then she heard a low warning growl obviously directed towards her. Hackles raised as she looked around lip curled to reveal sharp fangs. Her emotionless orbs landed on a healthy female wolf which, for some reason, calmed her. "Hello!" She said cheerfully with a wagging tail disturbing the ground. "Did I do something wrong ma'am?" Her natural party girl voice flowed over the syllables gracefully. The poofy fea cocked her head to the side smiling a big toothy grin. Honestly Frost looked hilarious, like a over grown puppy.

The way she kept calm when a angry wolf was around had gotten under some of her past acquaintances skin. Sometimes it bugged them so much they'd yell at her for it. Still she'd be unfazed till approached by another in a threatening way. She waited patiently with kind sea-green eyes for the Alpha's response, she sure did hope that this chance meeting wouldn't go awry. *Just stay respectful and calm. She's probably just a wolf who...Who...Who * The inability to complete her thought washed a annoyed emotion through her. *She could be here for multiple reasons *. "My name is-". She didn't finish for some reason for it felt like a bad idea. *Now what? *

Thanks TABs for the table and it's photo I've used for her featured photo.
Thanks PuppyThief for the winter skin and avatars!

Look Out!

There is a moose carcass that has been scavenged by a bear nearby. +10 Health