Post by eternal on Dec 10, 2017 20:43:19 GMT -5
((So, look what I found! I pulled up the first word counter that came up from a google search and THIS was still pasted in the box! It's an I don't know how old post of mine. I used to rp wolves (and still would probably if I could find any wolf rps). This is insane! I miss it so much.))
Normally, the yelling would have sent her tail between her legs and ears careening away from the noise by pinning themselves flat against her head. Not this time though. This time, she'd expected the yelling, embraced it even. Her only reaction was a short, soft snicker. Once she'd collected herself, her paws left his side and she backed off a pace, tail waving like a banner behind her. She hadn't expected to be victorious in her ambush, after all. "Someone's got to keep you on your toes, don't they?" Honestly though, she'd just done it for fun. Even still, she did feel guilty for startling him so, as enjoyable as it had been.
"No one was awake to see, Hosi," she mentioned, hoping to put his mind at ease. "It isn't often that I catch you not paying attention." She would be a very poor fighter if she didn't take advantage of absolutely ever opportunity to outwit or outmaneuver her opponent. Naturally, Brett had gone into a sitting position as she spoke to her Alpha, head lowered so that it was just beneath his out of respect. It had been very difficult to learn this normal wolf custom after her training with Ezra, but she found that after a while it came very naturally when in Hosi's or Remi's presence. Her large ears were forward and intent, her eyes still bright with the excitement of what she'd just accomplished even if she refused to show the emotion by any other means.
At the mention of food, she could hear her stomach rumbling faintly and the excitement quickly turned to embarrassment. She wasn't a hunter, she was a fighter, but that hadn't ever stopped her from trying. In theory, she should be a master hunter. Prey was much simpler to kill than other wolves, after all. Only for Brett, this wasn't the case. The creatures of the forest weren't fighting her and because she didn't have much insight on the inner workings of their minds as she did with most of her opponents, she found it quite difficult to catch them. Still, she managed from time to time. Even if she did managed to catch something, however, she always brought her prey directly to the Alphas. They ate first, no matter how long it had been since she had. Hopefully, the hunters would catch some large prey soon. Then, they could all eat.
"Prey will be caught soon," she half-stated, half-prayed. After giving a definitive nod of her head in order to give more meaning to the words, she glanced back toward the opening of their humble clearing and finally asked about what had been bugging her ever since she arrived. "Is Remi going to be alright?" Remi could take care of herself when she needed to, so even that wasn't what was truly bothering her. "Can we trust him?"
Normally, the yelling would have sent her tail between her legs and ears careening away from the noise by pinning themselves flat against her head. Not this time though. This time, she'd expected the yelling, embraced it even. Her only reaction was a short, soft snicker. Once she'd collected herself, her paws left his side and she backed off a pace, tail waving like a banner behind her. She hadn't expected to be victorious in her ambush, after all. "Someone's got to keep you on your toes, don't they?" Honestly though, she'd just done it for fun. Even still, she did feel guilty for startling him so, as enjoyable as it had been.
"No one was awake to see, Hosi," she mentioned, hoping to put his mind at ease. "It isn't often that I catch you not paying attention." She would be a very poor fighter if she didn't take advantage of absolutely ever opportunity to outwit or outmaneuver her opponent. Naturally, Brett had gone into a sitting position as she spoke to her Alpha, head lowered so that it was just beneath his out of respect. It had been very difficult to learn this normal wolf custom after her training with Ezra, but she found that after a while it came very naturally when in Hosi's or Remi's presence. Her large ears were forward and intent, her eyes still bright with the excitement of what she'd just accomplished even if she refused to show the emotion by any other means.
At the mention of food, she could hear her stomach rumbling faintly and the excitement quickly turned to embarrassment. She wasn't a hunter, she was a fighter, but that hadn't ever stopped her from trying. In theory, she should be a master hunter. Prey was much simpler to kill than other wolves, after all. Only for Brett, this wasn't the case. The creatures of the forest weren't fighting her and because she didn't have much insight on the inner workings of their minds as she did with most of her opponents, she found it quite difficult to catch them. Still, she managed from time to time. Even if she did managed to catch something, however, she always brought her prey directly to the Alphas. They ate first, no matter how long it had been since she had. Hopefully, the hunters would catch some large prey soon. Then, they could all eat.
"Prey will be caught soon," she half-stated, half-prayed. After giving a definitive nod of her head in order to give more meaning to the words, she glanced back toward the opening of their humble clearing and finally asked about what had been bugging her ever since she arrived. "Is Remi going to be alright?" Remi could take care of herself when she needed to, so even that wasn't what was truly bothering her. "Can we trust him?"