Post by saber on Apr 12, 2011 19:05:28 GMT -5
Saber wandered across the border of the Dark and Resistance Packs. She'd come too far. If this black wolf wanted to stay out of trouble, she should have recognized the Northern Stream. Instead, this intruder leaned over the water's edge and put her jaw to the water to drink. She lapped up water quickly, throat raw and dry from thirst. Saber swallowed in refreshing gulps, savoring the taste. The water was clean, pure, and very refreshing.
She stopped to navigate, taking a quick glance at her surroundings. She realized she wasn't in Dark territory.. and she drunk fresh water from the Resistance. She turned her head to one side, then to the other. No threats were in sight. Saber was positive that someone was tracking her. She walked away with a flick of a snaky slender tail. She heard the stream behind her, dripping, washing, and flowing with a "Shhhhhhhhhhh....". After listening to the stream for a while, her guard dropped. Saber was calm and relaxed. She was suddenly startled by the crack of a twig snapping. Maybe it was a coincident? Impossible...
But something had to be there. Twigs don't snap on their own, right? There was only one thing possible. Someone was following her. Saber turned around, exposing her sabers, as well as her smaller pointy teeth. She put on her scariest and bravest face, and growled aggressively. Your average human would have been screaming. The fur on the back of her neck stood straight up, and she took a fighting position. She was truly horrific. More of a demon than a Arkavian. Even if this wasn't a threat, she had had to make sure because if she were under attack of a Resistance or Light pack member... she could lose her life while caught off-guard.
complete!
She stopped to navigate, taking a quick glance at her surroundings. She realized she wasn't in Dark territory.. and she drunk fresh water from the Resistance. She turned her head to one side, then to the other. No threats were in sight. Saber was positive that someone was tracking her. She walked away with a flick of a snaky slender tail. She heard the stream behind her, dripping, washing, and flowing with a "Shhhhhhhhhhh....". After listening to the stream for a while, her guard dropped. Saber was calm and relaxed. She was suddenly startled by the crack of a twig snapping. Maybe it was a coincident? Impossible...
But something had to be there. Twigs don't snap on their own, right? There was only one thing possible. Someone was following her. Saber turned around, exposing her sabers, as well as her smaller pointy teeth. She put on her scariest and bravest face, and growled aggressively. Your average human would have been screaming. The fur on the back of her neck stood straight up, and she took a fighting position. She was truly horrific. More of a demon than a Arkavian. Even if this wasn't a threat, she had had to make sure because if she were under attack of a Resistance or Light pack member... she could lose her life while caught off-guard.
complete!
