[ cobalt ] the 'killer' > >
[ three ] [ quiedel ] [ its all about the story... ]
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- Everything was silent. The forest lay in the peaceful serenity it should as lapping golden shimmers cast the sparkling reflecting of pale shadows against scarlet leaves that danced in a beautiful dance of natures ballet. Dappled sunlight spotted in pools of light through the silent undergrowth, Cobalt halted the steps of large paws and instead sat back in the wary strength of haunchs. Large ears taking a high stance a-top an alert head, his neck fixed straight and shoulders squared as even the runway scuffles of tiny underground rodent broke way through the calm afternoon. Breeze cool and ginger against the fur tinged grey and russet with opposing streaks of common black, everything seemed so natural. Like home. But how long could something like this last? And here was the awnser. Strong folecules of a loners scent burned against the warm, hearty smells of the ever quieting forest, earning the low vibration of a growl as movement picked up again. And in which direction? Why, the lake of course. Large paws silent from cracks and ruckus, the large body of such a highly known predator slid in and out from the coverage of pines as silent and quick as the ever darting race of the sunlights shadow. And that's when he saw the culprit of the such a scent. White fur and lithe body, it was easily determined a female as steps slunk closer in a wary pace, and ear began to lower in a flat posture of warning. "Who are you?".





























