A Place to Camp

[chihuahua614]

(Qusse Anar Clan only)
Kikki padded though the swamp, her wings wet with condensed mist. She truged on, her legs aching and stomach shouting in protest, to find a dry place to sleep."Maybe I'll catch some Jackaloupes...or maybe a Alligator..."she mumbled to herself. She heard a crash behind her,and her ears turned; a loud animal was making no attempt to quiet itself. She turned her head, expecting to see a Jackaloupe or fowl, but saw a pure white stag feeding on the cattails. She dropped into a full-body crouch, waiting for a chance to attack. The stag, unknowing of Kikki's hiding spot, turned to eat some shrub. Kikki's mother had told her that a stag's back end is as dangerous as its front, but her yearning to please the Alpha clouded her thoughts. She crept slowly towards the stag, until her paw got stuck in a trench. "Shit…Not now…Why now?"she whispered angrily. She tugged at her paw, trying to dislodge it, when she saw the stag turn it's swarthy, scarred face to Kikki. Her body froze; the only thing worse than losing a white stag was having it attack her. The stag stared at her, then deceided that nothing was wrong. Phew, she thought,I thought i was dead meat! Her paw came out of the sinkhole with a shrlurp noise, and the stag merely flicked it's ears. Kikki crept ever closer, neck in sight. She would love nothing more than to sink her teeth into the stag, and present it to Alpha. She was close enough to pounce; her legs tensed as she relesed and jumped. The stag, taken by surprise, flashed its head towards Kikki but stood like a deer in headlights. She had got her fangs on the neck; she just had to bite down on it. She added a fraction of her bone-crushing strength. The stag swung his heavy head at Kikki and got her leg. She held back a yelp and crushed harder, the stag showing the pain she was causing it. She bit down as hard as she could, the stag collapsing in pain. Kikki clawed at its throut and head to make sure it was dead. She looked over the stag and saw a dry clearing. Inside was a herd of deer, whom the stag must of been leader of. She stopped and collapsed next to the stag, her eyes closing quickly.

[amelia66]

Rayne wasn’t impressed. She had been on her way to the marshes to find the rest of the hunters, hunt and train with them when she had stumbled upon the wolf and the stag. She had taken down a stag, yes to most this would be impressive, but to her it was foolish. She had learned at a very young age to never attack prey when there was a chance of being injured, especially not when you could gather the pack to help you. Her mousy brown body padded over to the seemingly passed out Keiyou and she sat next to her watching over until she awoke or had the strength to get up, she may have been foolish but she was one of the pack and Rayne cared about them, even if she didn’t know them.

Her lion like tail curled around her feet as she sat and waited, light blue eyes flickering around the place. She was happy about the fact the female was of her species, Rayne had thought when leaving her home’s pack and finding out there where many more species of wolf that she would never see one of her own kind again, she had never thought she would be in a pack with so many of them. She smiled at the thought looking down to the other her ears flat on her head, not in aggression more in uncomfort, when she woke she would want to talk, and Rayne didn’t like the idea of that all that much.