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Feast by Moonlight (Open)

Post by Orchid on Sat 29 Jul 2017, 12:13

Under the light of the moon a elk unknowingly found itself the target of a pair of golden eyes. Below the eyes four paws silently moved slowly over the ground, a surprise for the sheer size of the paws one would expect something, anything to be heard, a twig to snap, dead leaves displaced but no. The four white paws moved with clear direction and each step was graceful, careful, thought out. That rang true for every part of the large white beast that stocked the elk. Ears down, tail with the body, head level with the shoulders. Every time the elk made a move the wolf was sure to get closer, slowly steady, and with a glint in the eye waiting for the right moment. And there it was as the elk lowered its head to graze. Powerful legs driven by muscle hidden under thick right fur propelled the wolf out of hiding and towards the elk. Powerful jaws opened and white fangs greeted the black night. A snap and it was over, the fangs found their mark and the elk was down. When all was calm the wolf released her prize, lowered her head and gave a silent thanks for the life of the creature that would sustain it. Without bothering to clean herself the wolf feasted happily yet dignified in a way that the fur did not get too bloodied. Once the best was full she moved a ways away from her prey and worked the crimson fur back to white.

There she sat under the light of the moon, almost a reflection of the silver orb itself. She was large, a wolf just passed her prime but clearly not run down. Fur thick, long, yet not shaggy and head high and proud. The golden eyes looked to the carcass of the elk, there wasn’t enough meat left to give herself another meal but there was still enough to feed any smaller beast. Best not let any life go to waist. Around the wolf a pale glow spread and grew, bright but not harsh, strong but not intimidation. It was a signal to all those round that was soon answered. Raccoons, possums, and a few foxes emerged from the forest around the kill, cast a glance over to the wolf before they could feel it. Warmth, compassion, care, an invitation. The pair of glittering eyes watched as the small creatures fed, and a smile came to the maw of the wolf, clearly pleased with herself. There she sat, tail wagging now and then as the smaller creatures fed. The small creatures knew they would come to no harm with their guardian there and each ate peacefully knowing they would get their fill and had no reason to fight among themselves. With pride in her chest the wolf sighed happily not only for the peace she felt watching the small ones but a sense she felt in this land. It was close, so close the the land her body once called home. For a moment her eyes gazed up at the sky. If only the rest of the land was at peace then perhaps those distant familiar smells might not be reaching her nose now.

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Re: Feast by Moonlight (Open)

Post by Syzygy on Sun 30 Jul 2017, 11:00



To be alone was valued to be a hindrance, but Ruida had never understood these words wholesomely. She had always been by herself, though she never truly thought herself a "lone", as the wolves called it.
She needn't have the bond that others shared, after all, look where it had got them and their pack. The land had been torn apart by the Oxen Corporation and immortals had been turned into hiding like never before.
Where before they were merely hiding their powers, now they were hiding their bodies and them selves; hiding their friends and their families. They were hiding their very likely hoods. They hadn't meant to take things so far, it was certain. The dame had been around from the start and though she never truly saw the action, the bloodshed and the heart ache, she sure felt it. It was every where. There had been no escape from it.
She could not understand why the wolves sought comforts in the city. They were all such wild creatures. Given that the majority of the wolves in this area had been nice to her, she had some met some cowards in her time. Some ignorant wolves. They didn't take to be a lone as she had, instead they flaunted their lives. Feeling and thinking as if they owned everyone and everything. Pissing where they please to take "what was theirs".
She shook her head at the thought and rest the elongated chin upon dirty paws. Eyes of amber stare blankly ahead, blinking almost rhythmically. The small bodice of the fox remained completely still; all apart from the large ears atop her furren crown.
A twitch at each and every sound brought attention to her senses, absent of thought she observed. Indifferent, she seemed to remain. Unmoving.
The sound of a twig snapping. A flutter of wings over head. Her form was concealed within the long grass of the wood. Trees loomed above her, she could hear the wind tickle their leaves as they made contact and parted way just as swiftly.
A cricket began to chime near. About a foot away she had surmised by the loudness it presented in her ears. Those mesmerising eyes fell closed, allowing the warmth from the break in the canopy above swamp her small frame.
She had concluded, like many others, that the woods were safest above all in these times; it had been raided only a couple of times when the Oxen had caught wind of supernaturals in the area. How ever, the fox was clever, she remained as such. Living in her animalistic ways as much as was possible.
She had stashed her belongings under a rock concave, easily enough to remember should they need to be dug up; and made a den of a small rocky outcrop near the edge of the wood. It was here that the soldiers had made their route. Like ants, they made scent trails through out the trees, contaminating the earth with their stench of gun power and metal. Numerous times she had followed them to their camps. She had lived here so long now that the wood had become a map inside her brain. She knew it better than the back of her paw. SHe knew ever twist and turn, the placement of every tree. She knew the burrows of badgers, the hide outs of squirrels and the warrens of rabbits. She had used this knowledge to live and to eat.
The wood did not have a fresh source of water, but each morning, if one was to rise early enough she could lick the dew from the rocks of her den as many other animals did.
The black leathery tip of her nose began to itch with the scents upon the wind; and there was one she did not yet know. For a moment she lay still, dissecting the stench.
It had the heavy decaying scent which was familiar with all wolves. Though they were unique in their own ways; but there was something else. The smell of nature. It was thick o the tongue and made her feel light and bouncy inside.
It was enough to cause a rise, and as she did so, her back arched in stretch. Mouth widening, a wet tongue curled, nestled within jaws as the fox yawned.
A slate silver muzzle lifted into the air and pulled at the scent, mouth slightly ajar to enhance the smell, and she turned her head determining the best direction o pursue the smell before setting off.
Her paws were direct in their path, each and every toe spread wide to feel the earth under foot. Grass slipped between, cold in the shade; and leaves presented wetly under paw from dew that had not yet dried.
She stepped up a small rocky outcrop and slipped unnoticed within. The smell of fresh blood assaulted her nostrils and made her tongue water. Elk. It was all too much.
A fox whom is determined to live a life solidarity lives primarily off rabbit and squirrel, bugs and plants, scraps where she can find them; but wolves rarely brought down an elk in these parts. It flesh would be so gamey, she'd not have to eat for a week if she could dig her fangs into its corpse.
She found herself licking those black lips as she twisted around corners in the rocks, following the map within until she emerged, hidden in the brush, on the other side of the small hill.
The wolf was there, she could feel it, smell it. It was practically on top of her; but she felt no ill will. Curiously, she felt elated, happy to join the feast. Normally it would confuse her and make her all the more cautious, but it was as if nature itself had said "It's okay. Come, share in this gift I have bestowed upon thee."
So she did. Among the other small animals present, she wrapped her small maw around the already cold flesh and tore at it with her teeth. Tugging with the strength of her small body along side that of another fox. It was peculiar, she thought for a brief moment, that they would share such a familiar meal in each others company withy not as much as a growl. It felt as if she were kin, like they had been side by side since birth.
It must have been a magic from the wolf; and yet it felt like no other empathic power she felt before. safety swallowed her and all those surrounded, and happily she ate.

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Re: Feast by Moonlight (Open)

Post by Orchid on Mon 31 Jul 2017, 22:55

The sky became less interesting as another form joined the others at the kill. Ah, this one was really not like the others,l not was far more like the wolf that watched her than the ones that ate beside her. she had hoped one more like her would join in the fray but at the same time she did not expect a fox when she was on her way back to the land wolves called home. Not that the fox wasn't welcome, all more like her than the wild beasts were almost more welcome than the others. Her tail started to wag a bit faster at the sight and she gave the fox plenty of time to take her fill, as well some others who once full either left the area or moved to a comfortable spot in the clearing to rest their full bellies.

"Welcome stranger, it is good to see another with magic in the area. There is such a feeling in the air... it's not a safe world for us any more is it?" Her voice was much like the energy in the area, warm, comforting, welcoming, and wise. However she put no energy in the words, just the feeling that was in her heart. "Ah pardon my manors. My name is Light, i've been gone long enough from the land I suppose it is more likely I am the stranger here." she chuckled lightly to herself. "May I ask of yours? And any information you may have on our kind in the area, wolf or no."

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Re: Feast by Moonlight (Open)

Post by Syzygy on Wed 09 Aug 2017, 10:13



The meat slid into her belly better than a finely cooked steak in a posh restaurant; or so she imagined. Ruida had been in the city and she had smelled the scents of the strange human cuisine. Though, she had never tasted it. Even in human form she had lived among the trees, preferring to forage in the under bush for roots, pick berries from shrubs and scale trees to get at the newest growth for her human consumption; but mainly she had spent her time in canine form. Running around the forest floor and scenting for rabbits in burrows and even catching the odd hedgehog when the rabbits were being keenly quick on a specific day.
She had learned early how to turn to the animal over, even in a ball there was a soft spot that if you jumped on it just right, would force the small rodent open. Then it was a feast. There had been times when she was not so lucky of course and would go to sleep on an empty stomach. Luckily, today it seemed, she had been blessed and she would much need to forage as she would need to run for her food, and she could survive off this meal for a few days at least. She decided then that if there was any left when the animals had done with it, she would claim it as her own to pick the bones.
After a mighty feast, the small silver fox stumbled backwards with a grogginess that had not consumed her in an age. Her tummy was swollen and her body felt heavy – she desperately needed a rest and a sleep. As she took a few steps backwards, a sweet voice resonated through the area. Ruida swung her head around lazily to find the one who had spoken so. Stopping, the small fox listened intently, ears flickering back and forth, left and right. As the voice sounded again, she pinpointed the animal and spun around as quickly as her heavy belly would allow suddenly cursing inwardly for her stupidity. She had been so caught in the clear energy of the area that she had not assessed for danger. She looked directly towards the voice knowing not what the animal was yet, she stayed her position. Waiting for a time that if there were danger, it would surely pass.
She took a thoughtful moment before replying, deciding that this stranger might not indeed mean any harm. “Ruida.” She said blatantly, her tongue laden thickly with the accent clearly foreign to the land. She understood  bits of the sentences that were spoken to her and pieced the rest of it together. Nodding briefly, she licked at her fore paw, the right, seeming as normal as possible so as not to give away her disability. “Yes.” She spoke clearly, presenting the words as best she could, “There is an army stealing magic people. I stay here, out of the way. It is safe here to stay in this form and hide.
The femme was clearly a recluse, scruffy pelt and bad mannerisms. Tongue paused, mid-clean and she raised her head some, “Where do you come from? Your aura does not speak as normal to me as others. There is a sense of… Mystery.” She was curious now, and it showed when her body raised and she quickly took a few steps forward, though not enough to close the gap too much.

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Re: Feast by Moonlight (Open)

Post by Orchid on Fri 11 Aug 2017, 03:35

It was a delight to watch the little fox, and all others there enjoy herself and fill her belly. Looking around Light was rather proud for all the joy spread by her kill. Some of these creatures, how long has it been since they had a feast like this? Some of them surly had had the meat before but as lone scavengers, not all together. Plus it had to be nice to relax and eat without the fear of attack. Direction all of her attention to Ruida. The fox had quite the interesting accent. Was she a traveler, a stranger? Weren't they all travelers though. Her eyes closed a moment as she thought of the old members of the pack, some she knew, some Kit knew, some both knew.... Kit was a traveler herself after all from across the seas and after all this time Light was a traverlr. Well, a hermit , almost in her travels she mostly kept alone just watching, exploring, observing and surviving. Well time to end all that, time to interact again time to try and find her family, time to try and save herself.

Of course she was ending that already with her conversation wasn't she? she thought of ho to best answer the question. It wasn't like she was one to hide who she was, yet it was a tricky situation to explain. Should she start with who she was? Who Kit was? Maybe it would be a different story if it was one of the pack, one who knew Kit. Though she could always explain that without explain who she was. "Well I certainly am not normal. Not even for some of our kind, for shape sifters. I'm larger than the average wolf and am not one of those that can change form and hide unless it is an untamed area." Hiding though wasn't much on her mind. If humans were taking away those of their kind that meant Kit's old pack mates were in danger. Maybe that's what called her back here. Then again things were like that before when that hunter took Kit's eye, just at a shot of money. "I am not from here, it is best to say I am not even from this time, this realm. Think of me as a spirit brought to life. I am an elemental spirit you see, and rather than being like fire or water I represent the light found in all life. That's what you are feeling. That's what's causing the feast you see before you." As she spoke the light around her flared up a moment and with it the warmth and comfort, though just a moment as to express her point. "So, this forest must be safe from humans then. I wonder why they are trying to take us. Poor misguided fools, always trying to control the world around them not thinking themselves a part of it." There she paused to see if Ruida had any questions as some she met did about her, or if she simply had more to say while she thought about what she could do to settle down that human need to rule.

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