Cedarwood Forest May it be..

OOC: May it be: Enya.

A small nap, that's all he needed to recharge his batteries and return to the search.. for anything. The male blinked open ice blue eyes before getting to his feet and shaking off the accumulated snow from his winter pelt. The song of the night called to him and he listened.. howls of distant wolves, catacals of the owls.. rustling of bushes and other creatures. He lifted his head to the treetops, his eyes drifting along the different trunks before reaching the canopy, and the sky above. He could see the sun setting to the west and watched it with a sense of wonder.. the night falling and with it bringing the almost too-quite solitude that he hated. Maicoh turned, and before he'd even taken a step, looked up and watched the star his family called the 'North Star' and about how it would guide wayward wolves home.

Sorrow filled his normally cold heart and he tore his gaze from the brightly shining star, snorting as he tore his head to the side. No... such fairy tales had no substance.. His brother hadn't returned.. The male sighed, getting out of the hollow he'd created that afternoon and began walking back through the forest. He had heard water the day before and ignored it.. now he could no longer ignore his thirst and moved towards the frozen river. Shifting his weight to his hind legs, Maicoh broke the ice with his front paws and lowered his head, tasting the crisp bite to quench his thirst. Shadows shifted and danced among the different tree branches, and he lifted his head, watching and trying to make sense of them. His father had once told him that shadows were the guardians of the night.. but that couldn't be right.. he created shadows when he walked. They all did.

Another derisive snort escaped his snout and he turned away from the river with a flick of his tail. No more of this. It was time to get back down to business and stop being such a pansy - weakness would only get you killed. Leaves rustling, and the snapping of a branch caught his attention and he whirled - tail standing straight up, his fur sticking out on all sides, and his ivory teeth glistening in the falling moonlight. It wasn't another wolf he found.. but a doe that had come down to the riverbank to drink. She froze at the snarling teeth before turning tail and bounding away in feverish haste. Maicoh didn't bother to chase her down - he knew he couldn't catch her. His strength in the hunt was to finish the takedown of an animal that was too big.. but already slowed down. He was pure muscle and size.. little speed to him.

(This post was last modified: Feb 20, 2011, 11:25 PM by Maicoh.)

In the gathering dark, Angier found himself wandering about the forest floor, lost and absolutely bored of the unchanging scenery of tall, spindly trees. Every so often, he dropped his nose to the ground, searching the frigid blanket of snow for anything of interest. Wherever the frost had been disturbed, he examined the spot. Analyzed the scents or lack there of. Since meeting Vlarindara, he’d found nothing more than the fragrance of thawing vegetation and the occasional telltale sign where a young wolf had been. The sound of something approaching made him bolt upright; ears turned forward and muscles tense, he froze.

A large deer frantically ran into the bit of forest he had been investigating. He let out a heavy bark, sneering when she had quickened her stride and vanished between the trees in a renewed wave of fright. Serves her right… he jeered, grinning to himself. Scoffing, he looked to the hoof prints she had left behind, deciding to follow them out of mere curiosity. Perhaps Vlarindara had been the one hunting the doe down. Hmmph. He probably should have chased the creature down. Oh, well… He’d make it up to her later, if that happened to be the case.

Shrugging, he followed the tracks, daring to find out what or who the tawny creature had fled from.

(This post was last modified: Oct 24, 2013, 08:44 PM by Angier.)

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OOC: Dem fireworks be a' startin'.

What the hell. He decided to take a running start after the doe - just to have some fun torturing *SOMETHING* who knows... maybe it would have a heart attack and drop dead... Ripe for the eating. While not fast by any means, he had power, and that power brought him sailing over a brush pile and crashing into another wolf. The large male let loose a blood curdling snarl as he bowled over in a tangle of limbs with Angier. It didn't take him long - a few snaps and kicks to get loose where he jumped away from the other wolf and landed in the snow. Tail high, he pivoted on his front legs, his back ones sliding in the snow as he came about in a half circle to face the male. "Just what do you think you're doing?! Watch where you're going, would you?!"

The fact that his tail was completely puffed up and frizzy had *NOTHING* to do with the fact that he'd just nearly been scared out of his skin by a wolf that shouldn't be there! No, of course not! He lowered his head and pulled his lips back from his teeth, the fur around his shoulders, neck and along his back standing on edge. Those rounded ears were pointed forwards, aiming everything at the enemy that he had.. concentrating. The snarl that licked from his muzzle made his entire body vibrate with it, and forced him to adjust his legs, balancing his stance, shifting his weight to his hind end in preparation for a dodge or a charge.

(This post was last modified: Feb 20, 2011, 11:25 PM by Maicoh.)

WHAM!! Having been so caught up in the tracks, the nomadic canine let out a small gasp as he was driven into the snow. He pushed himself back up after blinking a few times to regain his focus. What in the hell was that?! Instinctively he spun around, his eyes scanning his immediate surroundings to take in the sight of another wolf, a male who looked just as large and burly as he was. ”Just what do you think you’re doing?! Watch where you’re going, would you?!” he spat. The stranger’s exclamation made Angier’s muzzle wrinkle in a snarl as he rose onto his feet, agitation itching the back of his throat.

”You watch where you’re goin’!” Angier growled, his ears rotating forward in response. He mirrored his opponent’s gestures – his tail and hackles raised, he bared his teeth and he squared his shoulders. Whatever this guy’s problem was, the Lyall would make it clear he wasn’t the culprit at the base of it. The offending male had been the one to run into him... as far as Angier was concerned. ”Who died and made you king ‘round ‘ere?! Parading about like ya own the place… Look with your eyes first why don’tcha?!” He snapped his jowls in an intimidating manner; if this brute wanted a fight, so be it. The vicious spars and brawls he and his older brother used to have when they were younger had prepared him for encounters exactly like the one at hand.

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OOC: :O! Angier vs Maicoh.. round one *DING*

INSOLENT PUP! Maicoh felt the growl working its way through his chest and escape his parted muzzle. The large male saw the change in Angiers stance and acted without leaving the other male a chance to. His strengths in a fight were power and sheer mass - while he couldn't run far distances, he could get a decent sprint and use his bulk to get the upper hand. Since the two wolves were standing less than two yards from one another, it was perfect for him. Since his weight was already on his hind legs, it was a simple matter of surging it to his chest and moving his feet. Snow exploded out behind him as he charged the other wolf headlong, ice blue eyes focused on the other male with a rather..intense stare. Once he got within range, he lowered his head and rolled into his shoulder, every intention of bringing it up and under the other males chest or elbow.

(This post was last modified: Feb 20, 2011, 11:25 PM by Maicoh.)

O O C | Gosh I had such a hard time figuring out to do... Angier never won against Borden, but... /shrug. I guess his losing experiences are better than none at all when it comes to this stuff.

The Lyall had barely finished his statement when the brute charged. Angier’s weight had been all on his forelimbs and he was unable to do much other than try to strafe away. He pushed his forelimbs up off the ground, though the stranger easily managed to follow his elbow’s path. Maicoh’s head managed to duck under his forearm and Angier snarled back, his paw draped over his opponent’s back. He rolled onto the snow, another growl surging from his throat.

He refused to be pinned by his adversary even if they were nearly matched in strength and size. Knowing he’d revealed the underside of his throat, the one vulnerable place on his person, he raised a paw, attempting to strike at his attacker’s muzzle, just below his eye, or the side of his head at best. Either way, he hoped to discombobulate him.

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OOC: hehhe! this is...kinda fun!

Damn that paw! The attack came and Maicoh reared back on his hind legs in an attempt to dodge the flying appendage. His own jaws snapping at the blasted thing hard enough that his teeth clicked together both times. Since he was on his hind legs, weight having shifted, he adjusted and tried to bring the full weight of his form down on the other wolf - aiming for anything he could close his jaws on. Feet, legs, nose.. Anything and everything he was going after. Of course, this left his delicate underbelly unprotected from claws - and jaws if they could get past his own.

(This post was last modified: Feb 20, 2011, 11:25 PM by Maicoh.)

O O C | Hahahaaa, I keep visualizing this stuff in slow-mo’. It’s amusing. x)

As his opponent stood on his hind legs, dodging Angier’s swipe with a few clicks of his jaw, the Lyall shifted onto his side and tried to get back onto his feet. The fur all along his neck and spine bristled as he allowed another snarl to reverberate from his chest. What Angier didn’t expect was for the stranger to bear down onto him. He should have stayed down and blocked the attack, prepared to bare his teeth and aim for his rival’s underbelly or whatever he could have easily gone for. Damn...

Angier’s face wrinkled in pain as the brute’s jaws clamped onto his shoulder. He was pinned. A whine escaped through his clenched teeth though it was instantly followed by a thunderous growl. Alright, that was it… This guy wanted to play rough? He’d give him “rough.” The Lyall tried to squirm away, writhe out from underneath the large male’s weight. If he could move just enough to snap at the rogue’s side, he’d be sure to deliver his own painful attack, a snap to the ribs or a pinch to the elbow.

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OOC: XD! Me to! I am most amused! I keep hearing a soundtrack to... XD snarls, growls, you name it..XD

Finally! He felt the closure of his jaws over something more resistant than the air he had been catching previously. The wolf braced to being tearing that bit of flesh from side to side... before it was pulled away from him by the struggling beast. He had unfortunately been braced enough that his weight was in the wrong spot to move and the powerful jaws of his opponent closed around the thin muscle around his elbow. A yelp of both surprise and outrage escaped Maicoh and - with his elbow trapped in the teeth of the other, turned his head with a vicious snarl. Those snapping jaws were aimed at the ears and face of his opponent, but not to tear into him - though the other wolf might not know that.

(This post was last modified: Feb 20, 2011, 11:26 PM by Maicoh.)

A yelp of surprise filled the air and Angier felt a rush of triumph wash over him. He shifted onto his side, thinking he could finally get away. However, he didn’t expect for the brute to let go of his shoulder and attack his ears. An ear, Angier figured, he could live without, just as long as he could escape. He winced and forcefully nudged his nose into the male’s cheek just enough to slightly force his jaws away. He’d had enough.

”Alright, alright!” he practically whimpered as he stopped struggling; his cry rang out just as it had when he was younger, pleading for his sibling’s play-fight attacks to cease. He knew very well, though, that his opponent was nothing like his brother, much larger and more aggressive, and he had expected him to take the opportunity to finish him off. He stopped squirming and remained still, keeping on his side instead of fully rolling over as he laid his head into the snow. ”I give… I surrender!” Nature had once again proved that Angier was still second-best, and his lack of bailiwick in defending himself against others along with his adolescent-like rudeness had finally given him what he deserved.

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