Post by Lupa on Oct 11, 2011 17:58:34 GMT -5
Lupa stumbled along the desert, moaning as she went. The evening sun was dimmed, but the heat was still painfully. "Be grateful its not summer, stupid." She panted, of all the places, she was in the desert. She had down horrid cold before, but this was her first time in searing heat. She was thankful for her short coat, and it was a light gray, silvery too, and no black, which was another blessing. A small family of camels appeared on the horizon, and Lupa jumped to her paws. Camels could go a long time without water, but this family looked pretty dehydrated, like herself. She followed them for a long time, and the sun began to slip down below the horizon. Just when she was about to give up, she smelt a faint smell of water. She broke into a run, scaring the camels and scattering them. She ran until she could run no more, and then she lay on the ground and dry heaved. She stood up shakily, and began to totter toward the small spring. She leapt into the water, not caring or remembering that she was a lousy swimmer. She lapped up the cool water as fast as she could, the delicious water trickling down her throat. She gave out a bark of happiness, then continued to guzzle the water. The camels were re-grouping, and Lupa, now refreshed, decided it might be time to test her hunting skills. The smallest camel looked to be around a month old or so, and was at least a foot taller then Lupa. But, with her lightning power, she felt confident she could kill it. She went into stalking mode, her body low to the sandy ground, her eyes and ears trained on the doomed camel. She gave a bark, and the camels looked up and pawed the ground. She focused on the heavens and a small bolt came down, striking in the middle of the group, breaking it up. She broke into a run, her tongue hanging out of her mouth and lolling around. She was so close, she just had to use her powers again. A blinding flash came once again, and struck the poor animal on the leg. It stumbled, and that was all Lupa needed. She jumped on to the struggling animal and grabbed on to it's neck. However, the camel was still bigger then her, and managed to throw her off. It dragged it's broken limb behind as the silver she wolf stood up. The bolts, the running, and the walking all day long had drained her, but she needed to eat.
She stood still, and a small lightning bolt dropped out from the starry sky. It hit the creature squarely in the head, and it fell to the ground. Now it was Lupa's turn to drag herself over the ground, her head low, her breathing quick and shallow. She practically dove into the animal, blood spurting everywhere. She stood up, balancing precariously, then took a few steps to the left, and fell into the ground. The fall winded the female, and she lay on her bruised side, wheezing. When she had mustered enough strength, she stood up slowly, and looked around. She appeared to be in some sort of tunnel. She cocked and eyebrow and looked up. She could see a Lupa-shaped-hole, which she could see out of. The camel was half in the hole, half out. She put her front paws on the earthy wall, then reached up with her jaws and snagged it. She pulled it down into her tunnel, now she could eat in peace without worrying about griffins and dragons, or, must importantly, other wolves. She shuddered at the thought. She had done enough socializing for a lifetime. The problem was, the only things she seemed to meet these days were other wolves. She brushed the thought aside, and again put her paws on the earthy wall and began to feel the roof of the tunnel with her nose. It didn't seem very weak or thin. She decided she must have fallen in because of a weak spot. She turned back to her meal and began to eat again, without a care in the world.
She stood still, and a small lightning bolt dropped out from the starry sky. It hit the creature squarely in the head, and it fell to the ground. Now it was Lupa's turn to drag herself over the ground, her head low, her breathing quick and shallow. She practically dove into the animal, blood spurting everywhere. She stood up, balancing precariously, then took a few steps to the left, and fell into the ground. The fall winded the female, and she lay on her bruised side, wheezing. When she had mustered enough strength, she stood up slowly, and looked around. She appeared to be in some sort of tunnel. She cocked and eyebrow and looked up. She could see a Lupa-shaped-hole, which she could see out of. The camel was half in the hole, half out. She put her front paws on the earthy wall, then reached up with her jaws and snagged it. She pulled it down into her tunnel, now she could eat in peace without worrying about griffins and dragons, or, must importantly, other wolves. She shuddered at the thought. She had done enough socializing for a lifetime. The problem was, the only things she seemed to meet these days were other wolves. She brushed the thought aside, and again put her paws on the earthy wall and began to feel the roof of the tunnel with her nose. It didn't seem very weak or thin. She decided she must have fallen in because of a weak spot. She turned back to her meal and began to eat again, without a care in the world.
