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06-24-2015, 06:39 PM
The hound is young, oblivious to the world around her. If Zahra had screamed at the top of her lungs, Henrietta would have ignored it, assuming it was the wind howling through naked branches. Caleb, however, was more receptive to sound, his ears constantly rotating in attempt to hear the symphony of sounds around him. He stands still, ivory snowflakes lightly touching him, grasping at the ebony fur covering his massive height. The winter wonderland brings a quiet serenity, a peaceful vacation from constant sound. This silence fades when a hushed whisper breaks into the open. Horned brow furrows, wondering why someone would hide from him. Chrome legs shuffle forwards, closer to the sound. Henrietta, who now rolls around in the snow, tongue flopping out of her dark lips, has not even caught onto what Caleb has heard- the incessant whispering. The dark beast was almost upon her when he heard the loud crack of splitting wood. The sound surprised him, his head shooting upwards in surprise. Flared nostrils began quivering as his steel eyes watched the spot where the sound came from, only to hear it again. Caleb's head dropped slightly, resuming it's natural position as he nears the spot where the young Zahra hides. He is close enough to here her whispers now, perhaps not clearly, but sufficient enough. Maybe it didn't see us?
In a flash of ebony and white, Caleb's head pops forwards, allowing Zahra to see him if she hasn't moved. "It's Henrietta!" He whisper-yelled, Henrietta glancing upwards at him, curious as to what he's going to do. "RUNNNNNNNN!" Baritone voice screeches before Caleb over dramatically turns away and proceeds to canter away as slowly as he ever has, a faux 'afraid face' plastered thickly on. Caleb, though undoubtedly manly and tough and many other things, simply wants to play around now. The beast just wants to have a good fucking giggle! Is that so wrong? Henrietta, catching onto the game her master plays, flops behind Caleb (and Zahra, if she chooses to run from the monstrous Henrietta with him), equally slow.
ooc: got a soft-spot for babies, I guess !! XD
In a flash of ebony and white, Caleb's head pops forwards, allowing Zahra to see him if she hasn't moved. "It's Henrietta!" He whisper-yelled, Henrietta glancing upwards at him, curious as to what he's going to do. "RUNNNNNNNN!" Baritone voice screeches before Caleb over dramatically turns away and proceeds to canter away as slowly as he ever has, a faux 'afraid face' plastered thickly on. Caleb, though undoubtedly manly and tough and many other things, simply wants to play around now. The beast just wants to have a good fucking giggle! Is that so wrong? Henrietta, catching onto the game her master plays, flops behind Caleb (and Zahra, if she chooses to run from the monstrous Henrietta with him), equally slow.
ooc: got a soft-spot for babies, I guess !! XD
