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For Reyes

The snowy forest had captured the youth’s heart at first, snow ladened branches weighed down, his silver gaze looked down the rough path he stood on, the arched canopy gave it an enchant kind of air. Daesamar had wandered along the path for quite awhile, his hunger growing by the day. It was then that he had realized that the pristine scene held a deadlier secrete. Each paw step crunching loudly, giving any potential prey a play by play on where the pup stood.

The scrawny canine’s ears perked, straining as he leaned forward, trying hard to catch noise, any kind of noise that could lead him to a meal. He sucked in a breath, a soft scuffle somewhere out of sight caught his attention. Slowly, with exaggerated care, the inexperienced snow hunter placed a paw down onto the ground. Daesamar flinched as if he had been hit, the soft crunch of his large paw seemed to echo for mile within his head.

A frustrated sigh escaped the black and silver wolf’s muzzle as he raked his brain, determined to figure out the secretes so that he’d have a chance at catching something, anything that he could eat. Drawing a blank after long minutes of staring intently at the snowy ground, as if he had expected it to write the answers within the cold substance. Daesamar drew breath and let a defeated groan escape as he shifted, if he couldn’t catch a meal, maybe he’d at least be able to get some sleep. Shifting and rustling the brush around him as he flopped down onto the barren stems and branches, nestled among the roots of a tree, the raggedly pup curled up into a loose ball.

(This post was last modified: Dec 07, 2017, 07:31 PM by Daesamar.)