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01-19-2013, 09:43 AM
Ayaka gazed at the sparkling blue lake, still sort of bewildered by the blood red rocks. The birds around the two wolves chirped their songs and filled up the silence between the lupa and the lupe. The ancient fir tree creaked and moved with the minor breeze. She still wondered about Lupus losing his mother. She just could not picture a wolf without his milk giver. She looked at Lupus again wondering how he got his white pelt and sparkling black eyes.
"There is no need to be sorry, it was not your fault." He said, "Yes, I agree, bad things do happen to everyone." His emotionless voice occupied her ears. The fiery orbs of the fae looked at the ground. She wanted to change the subject to something not as depressing, but she did not know what to say. Pain from hunger had risen in her belly. She had not eaten all day, and needed something to consume. Quickly changing the subject, Ayaka said, “How about we go hunt. This time, I promise I won’t be an idiot.” She suggested with a smile. This forest seemed to be plentiful with prey. The fae had not hunted with someone ever since her screw up with the pack. She wanted to go hunt. She wanted to feel the helpless creature squirm and wriggle trying to escape her lethal jaw. To feel the blood trickle down her throat and rip into the tender flesh. The feeling of being full had never came to her since she had abandoned her pack. She kept content though, and waited for the white brute to reply.
"There is no need to be sorry, it was not your fault." He said, "Yes, I agree, bad things do happen to everyone." His emotionless voice occupied her ears. The fiery orbs of the fae looked at the ground. She wanted to change the subject to something not as depressing, but she did not know what to say. Pain from hunger had risen in her belly. She had not eaten all day, and needed something to consume. Quickly changing the subject, Ayaka said, “How about we go hunt. This time, I promise I won’t be an idiot.” She suggested with a smile. This forest seemed to be plentiful with prey. The fae had not hunted with someone ever since her screw up with the pack. She wanted to go hunt. She wanted to feel the helpless creature squirm and wriggle trying to escape her lethal jaw. To feel the blood trickle down her throat and rip into the tender flesh. The feeling of being full had never came to her since she had abandoned her pack. She kept content though, and waited for the white brute to reply.
