Crista
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Post by Crista on Jun 13, 2012 20:47:19 GMT -5
OOC: Nothing. c: [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Crista watched cautiously as the first pack member sprinted in. A female, Crista noted, a very thirsty female. The wolf chugged water from the lake, then nodded to Crista in greeting. Crista nodded back. She seemed friendly enough. It took some time before the next one literally tumbled in. The wolf, as Crista new to be Kyrios or something, had been distracted by some sort of sight and had fell face first into the lake. Crista tried dreadfully hard to prevent herself from laughing. Thunderstorm had a look of jealousy in his eyes.
When everyone sat down, Crista felt out-of-place. These pack members all had something in common. They were all here for a reason, they were all the same. Adventurous, daring, always ready. Crista wasn't like that. She was raring to go, of course, but she was often afraid of adventure, of what it could cause, the destruction it wreaks, and what the consequences of it are. She was a real girl, she couldn't hunt large animals. She preferred to eat the lesser ones. Crista cleared her voice. "Hello. I am Crista."
“What have I done?”
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Thunderstorm
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Post by Thunderstorm on Jun 30, 2012 0:16:04 GMT -5
Thunderstorm eagerly nodded at the 3 of them and said "Now that you met, do you want to do something Crista?" He asked with a grin on his face as he walked around the group of his pack and with Crista.
Thunder's paws touched the dry soil in front of him as his face turned serious and his paw lifted to the direction he smelled prey. It had came along the territory and made it's way up a hill and down into a forest, which Thunderstorm had smelt.
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Post by Crista on Jun 30, 2012 0:28:24 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Crista smiled nervously at the pack and decided this might be fun to join. Thunderstorm asked her a question, and she smiled deviously. “Hell yeah. I was kinda pining for some action.” she answered, turning to Thunderstorm, who was obviously smelling for prey. Crista watched carefully at his techniques, before turning to the edge of the desert, which was beginning to turn into a forest.
As Crista came closer to the origin of the scent, she turned to Thunder and stared with questioning eyes. “Does the pack hunt with you? Or do they prefer to leave you to it? I used to do quite a bit of hunting when I was younger. ” she said proudly, beginning to speed up.
“What have I done?”
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Post by Thunderstorm on Jun 30, 2012 20:23:46 GMT -5
Thunderstorm shrugged and said "If they join then they join. If I call pack hunts then I call pack hunts." He looked over at her and smiled before looking back at the scent trail, he had followed. He turned into a maze of bushes and sprinted in, with eagerness and full throttle forward towards the prey. "How about we hunt something small like a squirrel and work our way up to bigger animals as we get more and more hungry?" Thats how him and his pack usually did it.
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Post by Crista on Jul 4, 2012 23:15:29 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=000000] Crista grinned at Thunders words. Start off small, go bigger. Sounds good, thought Crista, I can't catch big animals. Increasing her speed, Crista strayed off Thunderstorm's path a little, smelling a small creature lurking in the woods. It was most certainly no larger than a cat, as Crista saw the dark silhouette slinking in and out of the forest trees. Looking to Thunder, Crista gestured that she had found something, then slowed down to a sneaking pace, before going into the dark woods, a dark and familiar wood.
The striped creature was indeed a sort of feral cat, and it was indeed slinking at a very fast pace. It bobbed in and out of bushes, so fast, Crista had to stop altogether to see it clearly. She turned back around to Thunderstorm, showing him that the cat was too fast, and that she needed help trying to catch it. She gestured to move around it, using movements of the head to show the path. As she followed her own path, Crista eyed the tabby with nothing else in mind but food, for her stomach was about to implode or something. She just hoped the cat was a little fat.
“What have I done?”
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Post by Thunderstorm on Jul 9, 2012 22:50:35 GMT -5
Thunderstorm smiled as he caught his attention on a cat. "I don't know whether this is a small cat or huge cat." He adjusted his eyes sight and then went on fire to light the way. It was a small tabby cat who was not that small and looked like it could fit in his big stomach.
He fought many large cats before such as a leopard, mountain lion and a cougar but nothing else. He thought of anything smaller as an easy prey or a good snack. He usually went after a herd of large animals.
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