The hunt is on..., [Emillo + Open]

[bernie]

She laughed with pure enjoyment the electricty plusing through her vains. The air crisp in her mug, and in her throught. The sand, the sea and the sun. But that was only in the summer, she suppressed a sigh to find good meat for the winter they would have to expand on their territory and get members, if this wolf proves worthy he can be a delta and then help seize members. She wanted strong wolves to protect the pack, and some one to love. But not right now. She heard paws behind her. Guessing that the brute had finally caught up.

Breathless she called out how 'bout here? And what are your hunting skills like?

Sh swung aorund to the wolf.

[Doofus Maximus]

Finally, some order in his life. But what is order, when your running fast threw the woods? Not knowing where you're going. Not knowing much about the wolf running ahead of you. It didnt matter. This is atleast better than what he felt before. He was alone, and didnt like it. Yet, at the zoo, he was surrounded and hated it. He spent all his time running. Not really in a circle, or pacing. It was more like running, just to run.
She stopped. She started to speak. He thought her question a bit odd. Can he hunt. Of course? How was he to know. He had always been feed meat from under door. While running, he just ate dead animals that we on the ground, hence the amaciated apperance.
"Can I hunt? Well. I dont really know. I have never before had the opportunity, for you see, I was kept in the zoo. The humans locked me up. Untill the truck tipped and I escaped, I have never been in a forest, or the wild in general. How do you know if you can hunt?"Great. Now she was going to laugh at him. Laugh like he is just a stoopid male who should just be left alone to die.

(ooc// can you post a bit longer plz. -puppydogeyes-)

[bernie]

She listened carefully, each word sharply playing in his mind her senses opened. The light in her eyes was awakened ready for the hunt. Alert Dark found a trickle of a stream and had a drink. She smelt old markings and decaying food. Does it smell good or bad? She lay down. No time for silly questions now. Zoo? What was this strange thing this wolf was talking about? Truck? Well, of course she knew what a human was. Any wolf does, it is a great danger if they don’t. She didn’t speak much once she got in hunting mode. What on earth are they? Her paws splayed as she stood. Dark shook herself, as if the brute was joking. His eyes said it all. The truth behind his words, the wind caught her pelt as all her hairs ruffled.

Zoo? Truck? What are those? Are they something to do with humans? She quizzed You mean your mother never taught you how to hunt? You never spent summer evenings, running through the meadows with your pack? You do not wake up one moment and you can hunt. You must learn, it is an important skill if you want to succeed, I will teach you.

How is that possible? A wolf that is full grown that does not know how to hunt. What kind of pack did he come from? The thoughts puzzled her. A wolf that did not know how to hunt? What’s happening to this world?

[Doofus Maximus]

This was just great. Hunting was a skill that needed to be taught. Now he just felt like a stoopid pup that came out rear first. Like he was defective. Like he wasn't good enough. Now he had to be taught by a femme how to hunt.

"Well, a truck is alike a big box that moves on round things, called wheels. The people move across large areas in them. The zoo is, for lack of a better word, hell. There, the people lock hundreds of different kinds of animals up in cages. Each animal is separated from the next type of animal. We are watched by people of all shapes and sizes. Glass is tapped and bars are shaken. It is loud. We are fed dead, skin and furless meat off shiney trays. Our cages were to small to fit all of us, so they wanted to move me."

Wow. It had been a long time since he had said that much to anyone.

"I would appreciate it if you would teach me to hunt."

[bernie]

The place sounded horrible but the big question was how to teach the wolf to hunt. She looked around, this wolf had not grown up with a pack yet he knew how to conduct himself. Strange. He must have been the unwelcomed wolf. But there is nothing I can do about that, eh? I’ll teach him to hunt. That should be fine. She started to trot, calling to the wolf to keep in line with her, behind and to the left a small amount she started the search for food. She thought about how she learnt mice, rabbits and those pesky fleas. I will not give myself the delight of hunting a deer. But we will start with mice, or he can and I will catch a rabbit. Hmmm, if I can find one. She progressed through the wet terrain to a colossal expanse, the euphoria pulsed through her body. Pure glee surrounded the wolf. Her auds scanned the breeze her nose quivering. The weather was a fine grey mist. The air a slight breeze.

Wolf! Put your maw on the floor and have your senses and orbs OPEN! Now first of all you will hunt a mouse, this field is full of ‘em. Field Mouses. You need a LOT of self control, brute. Make sure once you have scented your mouse, you keep down wind. Do not shout, position your body close to the ground like me. Do not worry if you miss. It’s your first try. I can give us no longer than an hour, before we need to get back to the pack land. Okay? Try it.

She watched intently, intrigued to find out what would happen. The wolf would fail, of course. But maybe he might be a natural, she was one. But then she didn’t mind failing and listened to what her mistakes where. She would laugh at this wolf if he was anything like her sisters and brothers.


{[[{LQTM, for as short post 325 is as short as they get. =P}]]}

[Doofus Maximus]

Okay? Toward the ground. He smushed himself low. It was they way he walked at the zoo most of the time. He hid from the other wolves a lot. He needed his sane, no-evil wolf time. Mug to the ground. Right, he was looking for something, but what? Oh, wait, mice. Orbs open? Let's assume that those are senses. His real seemed to shake a bit as he he sniffed.
There was an odd smell, very close. And a nose, 3 squeeks. What was it? A mouse. Just sitting their, eating some grass. It was ignoring him as he staked it. How could he be so lucky?
He bent lower. He was the mouse, and opened his mouth. He was starving. He leaped. Not only did he get the mouse, but he smashed his face into the rock it was on. He did a flip, and tumbled down, the dead mouse laying next to him. He shook his head.
"Oops. That Probably wasn't supposed to hurt." He shook his head. "Atleast I got the mouse."
He smiled sheepishly. Semi-succeeding is better than not suceeding at all. There was a small drip of blood comming from his nose. He felt like a fool infront of such a pretty femme. A big, doopy fool.

[bernie]

Her maw opened slightly, a grin; with a slight breeze on the air she considered the wolf lucky. When he mastered the art she would teach him to hunt with a pack, she wanted to get back to her pack lands. All ready he was getting it, this wolf with his unusual history certainly knew how to conduct his self. Maybe he wasn’t the, what was that frase, oh yeah ‘top dog’. She liked his smile, but she hoped it wouldn’t turn into anything more than a small smile. Here and there. But maybe it would be nice if he and her, well you know… She wanted pups, but maybe that was just to have an hair. She saw his joy at getting a mouse. On his nose there was a trickle off blood. She rushed towards him.

Oh! Emillo! You’re hurt, come ‘ere. She trotted up to his maw and started to clean it. It should heal up nicely I have to go back to the pack lands. Go to the Amaho Mountains and near the bottom at the fir trees. There should be a pink, you hear me pink, not purple, purple is poisonus. There should be some pink mould type stuff. And bring it to me, then I can make sure your wounds heal up nicely. Yes? Or no?

She smiled at him and started to leave.

[Doofus Maximus]

Atleast she wasnt laughing. The femme's at the zoo loved to laugh at him. All the time. It was nuts, like it was the only way to keep her from ripping at his insides. Why did the Zoo have to be such a pain the in arse?
Mountain. Great. How was he supposed to find the mountain... Wait. She cares! Why? All he was was a useless pup who cant do anything.
"It is fine, really. And I dont even know where the mountain is anyway. I havent been there, I just got lucky and stumbled onto the pack lands. I would go with you, but I really dont want to go get lost.

[bernie]

She raised her head, how could she of been so stupid? Of course this wolf wouldn't know. Sometimes she could smack herself. It seem as if this wolf was, suprised. But at what? He also looked please that I was't laughing? No pack member would do that Well, good pack member, if any one in her pack. There would be murder on hand, but still silly wolf, how could I forget.

I'm sorry, I forgot. I won't be able to show you as I do have to be getting back. As I need to start sencting. Would you like to help? It's very simple, all you have to do is pee on our borders.

She cocked her head, and turned to walk off. Again.

[Doofus Maximus]

Scenting. But wait. Isnt that just for alpha's. I mean, couldn't other wolves get the wrong impression?
Maybe he was just Naive, but he remembered how at the zoo if anyone else marked land, male or female, the alpha went nuts.
And Its fine that you cant show me. I stoped bleeding. He licked his mug, to remove dry blood. And, did you want this mouse?
He had been holding the mouse for a while. The blood seemed to drip slowly out of it, as if it was counting seconds as he stood there. Drip, Drip Drip.
He couldnt help but wonder if he was doing something wronge. It was like he was a pup again, afraid to step on anyone's toes.

[bernie]

MAybe, it wasn't the brute. But her. Maybe she was getting the wrong idea. She pawed the groungthinking of how to word her words. Shighing she looked up.

Some wolves are picky but I say a group effort. But never the omega. But will you help me? If s come on.

She ran off, tired off hunting. Turning, around she called You have the mouse.



[[OOC- You know I luv to post, I've got a bit of a head ache. So my brain is a pile of mushy stufff]]

[Doofus Maximus]

group effort? That is new to him. at the zoo, after he lost his family, it was always every wolf for themself. Maybe a pack would be fun. Atleast he would have someone to talk to, that would talk about more then just how much the children liked him better than Emilio. Or how he was so much stronger then Emilio.
He ate the mouse quickly, for it was starting to get cold, and would soon freeze. It was wonderful to him. Much better then the meat they were given at the zoo. Maybe it was because he had gotten it on his own, instead of from humans.
I would Love to help. Borders, you said? Just point me in the direction you see fit.
He bound off after her.