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 Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 6:32 pm
. o O ( ORP for those of you with Werewolves. As for normal Wishes/Vampires? Enter at your own risk. )
She threw back her head, giving a short, loud howl in tribute to its brightness.
"Awwrrrooooooo~!"
Stalking was just her thing, and she resumed it. Eyes lit with excitement, she scented the animal she tracked. A rabbit. So small. Almost worthless for a hunt...but luckily for them, they were wary little things, liable to flee at the first snap of a twig. This one would already have a racing heart; her howl was bone-chilling, and none who heard it could possibly mistake it for anything but a Howl of the Hunt.
So the female Were kept her pace easy and light, carefully avoiding twigs and stepping only on soft piles of leaves, or grass that had yet to be completely dried out. She kept her body low to the ground, ears slowly rotating as she listened to teh woods around her. She prided herself on her ambushes, her ability to stalk close and pounce when the time was absolutely perfect.
...but she also loved the thrill of the chase. It wouldn't be long before she found which she would be doing, and her lips curved to expose her fangs.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2009 4:12 am
 Large spotted paws were impossibly quiet as they made their way through harsh underbrush. Nevermore's black fur stood nearly on end with his excitement, thanks to the blazing moon above. It was a perfect night, a dangerous night. The trees swayed slightly with a momentary breeze, which carried a sound to Nevermore that made blood rush in his ears. The eerie call was that of a hunt. Hunt hunt hunt! Instinct gripped his belly and he threw his head back, the returning call ripping from his bestial throat. " Awrururooooooooooooo~!" It tore from him and became it's own beast, heading toward the partner were. Not making a sound, he followed quickly after it, careful to stop and move slower when he came into a closer range to her. He needed to know where the prey was, and he was certain he was still a large distance away. That gave him just enough time to decide which way to come from. His head went back again, and again he called. " Awroooooooru~!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 12:16 pm
The first returned call made Keflee close her eyes in delight, her body quivering as she resisted the impulse to return the call and scare her prey. The second call was closer, and Keflee's glowing eyes noted the rabbit as it first froze in fear, and then zig-zagged away. Disgruntled at losing her snack, she huffed and sat upon her haunches.
"Awroooruu!" She called, following it up with a sharp yip. Getting up, she stalked towards where the howl had come from, still remaining quick and quiet upon her feet. She had a bone to pick with this Were, even though she knew why he had called a second time.
She did not attempt to ambush him, though perhaps he deserved it...but rather, she walked directly towards him, pulling her lips back in a soundless half-snarl before relaxing her facial features.
"Bright moons make for good hunting. Two cannot share a frightened rabbit."
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 1:40 pm
Jello hearing the call decided not to call back, but went to investigate. He loved the cold night but sadly his coat made him stick out too much, he preferred dawn or sunset when the the was ablaze in color, but still this night was great for hunting and he needed a pack for that....
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:25 pm
Clear, piercing howls shattered the silence of the night. Emerald green eyes snapped open, white claws drumming against the ground. There were not many of them at the moment, but that did not matter. Touketsu had not hunted in a pack of werewolves, so it may be a good experience. How did he know that the howling was a call for a hunt? Hell, he didn't know. It was just instinct.
He rose to his four paws, stretching out his back. His blood splattered tail swayed as he sauntered toward the morose howls, pearl-white teeth gleaming in the moonlight breaking through the tall pines. He came to the tree line and scanned the open valley. It didn't take him long to notice the two werewolves howling to each other.
His chest swelled as he took in a deep breath, maw tilted to the sky. His lips parted and his own howl echoed in the valley.
"Awrrroooooooooo~!"
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