A Time To Die || Wolf/Dog Roleplay || Open!

[Heemajeebit]

((Hey sorry I haven't replied in a while. I've been swamped with schoolwork. I promise I'm not gone, but I don't have time to post right now. I'll try to get a post up tonight! Sorry again!))

[ratsy]

{@Heemajeebit: No problem.
@JayJay: Doesn't really matter.

[Heemajeebit]

Mouse's head went down as soon as he scented the elk, not wanting to give his position away. With ears pricked forward, he strained to see the elk that Mel had pointed out and finally spotted her; she was following the herd with a limp in her forelimb, glancing warily about. She did not look young, so she probably knew the dangers of having an injury. Though she would be less difficult than taking down a healthy elk, she still would not be easy. Mouse's golden eyes watched Mel intently, waiting for the signal to strike.

((Blah, lame but it works. ^^U))

[ratsy]

Mel :: T.O.W.S.H.O.P.O. :: Female :: Alert ::
Uncoiling like a snake, I swished my tail as signal for the rest a second before leaping into the air. I felt the rest near me and hoped that the confusion that happened last time: actually, one of the reasons for that, was, in fact, not the threat of hunger, but the fact that Mouse was tagging along and I was desperate to show off: the way we were known in the pack was bad enough already.
I bit into the side of the elk, hanging on as hard as I could, which was pretty hard if I do say so myself. However, others slipped off and when the elk got enough speed, and I fell onto my behind, one of the last to do so. But the chase wasn't over yet: the elk herd was running, but we could run nearly as fast and there was a chance of still ending up with catching the female or another elk.

[corgie]

C A L I S T A

Calista yawned and stretched her sore muscles from the running she did a few days before. She trotted outside of her sleeping area into a cool morning with a soft breeze. Glancing around she saw nothing, most of the soldiers must still be asleep she assumed before laying down keeping a watchful eye. She almost hoped for some company but enjoyed being alone as well, she would still have to work her soldiers and work on new tactics to win the war.

[Heemajeebit]

Mouse didn't last very long at all. He was certainly unprepared for the bucking movement of the elk and was quickly thrown off. He jumped right back to his paws and shook his pelt out, glancing around to locate the female. She had taken off with the herd, but her limp had gotten even worse and she was struggling to keep up. He shot off after her, following a few others. He knew they should separate her from the herd, but he wasn't fast enough to get ahead to cut it off. He kept going as fast as his paws would allow him, doing his best to keep up with the rest of the pack.