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WE AIN'T IN SYNC DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK PACK SERISS RANK      WARRIOR

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edusa wasn’t usually one to bother with larger game. It wasn’t that she wasn’t capable; a wolf that couldn’t feed themselves was a dead wolf, and she would never be the type to stagnate in a state of mediocrity anyways. It was just that it was such a chore, and she would much rather hunt a rabbit or two to keep herself sated than go to all the trouble of working with others to take down anything larger. But, as ever, whenever Kaija said to jump, the warrior said ‘how high’. So when he ordered her to attend a hunt with him, it was a foregone conclusion that she listened.

The two were crouched at the edge of the ancient forest, watching the deer herd graze in the prairie beyond as they formulated a plan. It was one of the prairie’s lovelier days, a lush expanse of grass with the occasional bloom dotting the landscape. Medusa had no explanation for why the land alternated between oasis-like greenery and barren soil, but she’d never been one for poking at the whys of the world anyway. ”Did you want to go for one of the older ones?” She glanced disinterestedly towards one of the straggling elder does, its ribs visible even from a distance. ”Or one of the healthier ones? Too bad there aren’t any fawns yet. They’re so much easier to kill,” She sighed.

Her brown eyes gained a sort of feral gleam as she turned to look at her alpha, a low glimmer of zealotry that she couldn’t quite suppress. And why would she? In what other pack would she be permitted, if not encouraged, to express her bloodlust? To let her penchant for violence loose as she pleased, so long as it was turned on others? The large she-wolf tended to fluctuate wildly between an easy-going indifference and a fervent fanaticism on any given day, the binds tying her mind to sanity always just on the edge of snapping– yet they never did.

”Or maybe you wanted to go for the buck, the most dangerous of them all?” Her tone of voice made it clear that she thought such a thing was a foolish idea, but even so, it was clear in her body language and expression that she would do it if asked. He could ask her to stand still as the stag impaled her on its antlers, and she would– though she’d probably do her fair share of bitching while it happened. But Medusa had never claimed her loyalty to be a healthy one.


Kaija

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

Kaija

Seriss Alpha male

Crouched at the edge of the ancient forest alongside his warrior, Medusa the brute couldn't help but wonder why they were even here but the answer was an obvious one they needed food and with most of the pack's hunters either injured or dead. Well it did not leave much of a choice but for him and his warriors to pick up the slack that the hunters had left behind. The brute was drawn from his musings by the tone of his company ringing into the otherwise silent air that surrounded them. She asked a question that should have been on the brute's mind instead of wondering why they were here in the first place.

”Did you want to go for one of the older ones?,Or one of the healthier ones? Too bad there aren’t any fawns yet. They’re so much easier to kill."

"Hmm.. As tempting as it would be to take down a elder or two and be done with this foolishness, They do not have enough to sustain the pack" Kaija responded staring out at the older does of the herd, their fragile frames barely able to keep them upright anymore, Really it would be a mercy for the herd if he and his warrior were to take a couple of them out but there was not enough meat left on their old bones to feed him and his warrior let alone their entire pack, So with that in mind his optics shifted over to the younger does which were clearly the more ideal target through they would not be as easy to catch yet alone bring down. But before the brute could even begin to formulate a plan of attack, the voice of his warrior rang out once more.

”Or maybe you wanted to go for the buck, the most dangerous of them all?”

This brought a sickening grin to the brute's maw even if said grin was short lived. A buck would certainly be a challenge and he had no doubt in his mind that if he were to give the order that the warrior fae at his side, Would give her life if need be to take down the leader of the herd. All because her Alpha had requested it but that was not necessary today. "I admire your confidence as always Medusa but the buck is better left for another day, A few does will suffice to sustain the pack until the hunters have recovered." He remarked looking over at his warrior giving her an approving dip of his head before shifting his gaze back to the herd before them.

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