||Shrouded||Wolf RP||

[nagisa kaworu]

Lykaios dribbled a paw across the snow- A slight tapping motion that disturbed the snow around it, but just barely that the snow did not crunched underneath it. The excitement in her eyes was all he knew, the color like the evergreen forests he's seen in his journey (but none can conpare to the forest of his homeland, where ever that may be). "Though, I do agree with the feathers tasting nasty. Birds are creatures of wonder, what not witht their range in size and shape, color and the different songs they sing. Turkeys, though... As rude as they might be, they are quite the plump birds!" He paused for a moment, watching in amusement as Malone shut her jaws quickly with a soft snap of little teeth.
"Ahh, but humming birds, they really are quite wonderful, aren't they? I would say I much prefer the crow, as they are quite intelligent, especially with their fondness for tools. As colorful hummingbirds are with their vibrant displays... Ah..." He looked off up at the sky with eyes that curved in his excitement, fur almost standing on end. "But I do digress yet again- Any meat is fine for me, but I tend to prefer deer, if we could even find any in this weather. I'm usually not picky, however."

[Alpha*]

"Sol cause them rediculious, but... for some reason he likes to play with them.. he says you can conversate with them..." there is a thoughtfulness to her tones that she would not admit. Malone grins, "He taught me how to pluck them, we use feathers for our bedding when we eat birds." is her admition with another flick of her ears. Deciding she has been off topic long enough, "Last evening there were musk deer does and yearlings to the south, thats were Soldier and I were before joining. We could see if there are any still there?" her laughter is soft - finally one who doesnt mind her digressions! Who could understand them and talk to her about them!

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia listened to his words, her ears perked forward and she nodded lightly. "Very well... I can trust your word." She smiled lightly "Now how about we start this little evaluation?" she said, though it sounded more like a statement than a question as she started to get back into a ready stance.

[Alpha*]

Blue eyes narrow as she moves and in a fluid motion the huge male wolf is on his paws, looking ready to flee but Sol is really preparing to fight once more. Her smile.. he doesn't want it to go quite yet, he doesnt want the stress that other wolves bring, yes, even Malone. But for that instant... he hadnt felt like a killer, he had felt like a friend, a wolf who is welcome and wanted. Maybe even loved. No. Soldier stops himself in those mental tracks and focusses. "The moment you make another move we shall begin." is rumbled, not appearing to look at her; Soldier tucks his tail close to his hind paws and flicks his left ear once.

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia nodded lowering her head as she got ready to start the 'attack'. Quickly dashing to the side wanting to see how he would react to her actions. (sorry I can't post much at the moment).

[Alpha*]

(i havnt much muse)

Blue eyes flash with a dangerious glee as the male moves swiftly, raising a sheet of snow over their heads that falls in a heavy whoosh. The dark male feels as the ice lands on his pelt but he does not waist any more energy in striking her, he would fight when she comes in close, and evade her ever-so-carefully. Soldier grins, mapping out a series of moves in his head, - he is having too much fun in this, and he knows he shouldnt. "A pup-game Nebbia."

[nagisa kaworu]

"Crows always do have that look in their eyes," Lykaios agreed with a nod. "It's strange, but it's easy to read their mind, though we may not share the same tongue." He briefly wondered about feathers as bedding - he always slept in abandon caves or the hulls of trees, as he never bothered making nests out of grass or whatever soft material there was. "You ought to show me sometimes," He hummed, "I'd be interested in learning the craft, as I've never slept on anything terribly soft." He admitted.
He blinked once to keep the snow out of his eyes, then twice, and tipped his head to the side so it slid off his muzzle (although some still clumped tight to his fur). "Anyways, lets go see if they are still there, yes?" A sneaky grin made its way onto his lips as he tilted his head southward. "I bet you I can beat you in a race over there. You know, if you wanna." He quipped.

[Alpha*]

"Of course, I would be happy to show you how to make soft nests." is agreed shyly by the one called Mal. "Soft nests.. you would sleep better, I think.." is told thoughtfully. Green eyes seem to spark acid at his suggestion and taunt and the silver wolf nods exhuberently; "You? Beat me with those thin paws of yours in snow? Psshh,'' Malone pretends to yawn. "Beat me if you can!" is howled and then she is gone towards the south with her tail flowing behind her, pelt sleeked to already sleek sides and paws drumming a reviving tune.

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia let out a light chuckle at his words jumping up on a rock for a high vantage point "how so?" She questioned, a light teasing tone edged along her voice making it sound almost sweet. Nebbia paused where she was feeling the frozen wind blow through her wet fur making it clump with ice, but she wasn't focused on that. The she-wolfs sapphire blue eyes gazed down at the wolf below. She was resting her wait against her haunches as if she were ready to pounce but her gaze seemed thoughtful as if se were planning something.

[Alpha*]

Soldier scoots as close to the rock as he can manage, and then thinking better of it moves away from it three yards at a too-swift pace. Blue eyes catch hers, survey the she-wolf called the Alpha Nebbia and grins tauntingly. Enough! Enough of pup-play! Enough! He wants to really fight, to bite and claw and leap and roll and be exaustedly panting in churned snow for an instant, he wants to be free. Dark ears flick; "I am sure you can figure," is replied patiently. This is nothing like a real battle, nothing like the sparring with Malone, this was... to... relaxed. No frenzy. The male likes the change, and yet... he is not sure as to what he is to do with it.