Rameses | M | Warrior | Golden Forest Pack | M: Dapple
Rameses felt a burst of energy and playfulness as Dapple leapt forward, slipping underneath him and nipping at his legs and belly. He quickly put his head down, trying to reach his muzzle between his front legs to snap at her, but she was too small and he was too big. His teeth snapped at open air as she swatted him with her claws. He spun around, attempting to expose her body, but she stayed with him, slipping and sliding underneath him, all the while nipping at his legs and belly.
He was proud of her as he realized he was beginning to be annoyed, knowing that her tactic was working and she was learning very well. He jumped to the side, finally exposing her body, but she was quick to move too, keeping her eyes on him. She ended up underneath him once more and finally darted out and leapt, landing square on his muscled shoulders.
He let out a loud and ferocious bark as she sank her teeth into his scruff, her weight pulling him down a little as she let herself slide off. For a moment he wanted to pull another move to challenge her with something new, but decided to let the fall happen to see what she would do.
He let himself fall, his upper body landing somewhat sturdily onto her hips, but his belly and throat were now exposed to the world, giving her a solid opportunity. Even though he was "fighting" with her, his enjoyment was evident by the fierce wagging of his big tail in the grass.
Angola | F | Hunter | Dark Pines | M: Arya
Angola stared after Arya as she bounded away into the trees, and the older huntress huffed before going in the opposite direction. She traversed through the undergrowth for some time, beginning to feel a little frustrated after not finding many potent trails. Finally however, she caught the scent of raccoon, and it was pretty fresh. Excitement tingled through her bones as she pricked her ears forward and kept her nose to the ground, following the scent trail.
After some time, she came upon a fallen tree with a small opening near the base. The dirt and leaves around the opening reeked with the stench of raccoon. Licking her lips, she sniffed around the hole in the ground. A loud rasping hiss alerted her of the dens resident, and she plunged her paws into the soil, scooping away the protective roots and bark.
The hissing grew louder as she did so, and finally a plump raccoon lashed out from the small den opening, spitting and attempting to rake its claws across her snout. She snapped her jaws at it and continued to dig, growling as it growled at her. She knew the sounds would potentially scare off any prey in this area, but she was not opposed to having to travel to catch more.
As the animal lunged towards her again, she plunged her head down and clamped her jaws around its back, sinking her teeth into it.
The raccoon shrieked and spat, flailing wildly for a few moments as Angola pulled it from its home. Firmly placing a large paw on its hips to hold it still, she moved her jaws to its neck and clamped as hard as she could, taking its life swiftly. Now limp, she picked up the kill and carried it several paces away before loosely burying it and continuing on her way. She would come back for it later.