Another New One

[Relairah]

Soft, white paws treaded easily along, golden peltage flashing in the early rays of sunlight. A loner, trotted easily and lightly, looking about her with interest. He white maw sniffed the air pleasantly, filling her nostrils with sweet smells. Golden, orbs peared about wondrously. This gorgeous wolfess, moved now into the Night Wolves Pack lands, for she had just crossed the border. She could sense she was in the presence of a pack lands, for many howls and barks filled her small, white-tipped ears. She smiled, and wagged her bushy golden tail. A happy yip escaped her lips followed by a bark of excitement. She moved into a run, though still going easily and steadily along. She let out a long, sweet, howl that rang through the air and seemed to spread in all directions. She was asking, for permission to join the pack.

As she ran along, she looked about, marveling at the land that now engulfed her. It was beautiful and wondrous, and healthy. Mountains sloped above hills that seemed to cover the tera, tall, thick grass covering it all. Trees of many kinds, stood proudly above, the sun peaking through their rustling leaves. Bushes of all kinds also were around, filling the woods and forests with beauty and color. She looked about, wondering how large the pack was, and if she would be fortunate enough to perhaps meet another.

She smiled at this, and began paying more attention to others. She kept her nose peeled, and indeed she did smell other wolves. Eyes saw different movements in the area around her.

[Itena]

In the distance lay in a clearing a femme of white peltage with a pair of white crystal plume feathers tucked neatly on the back of the she-la. Two bushy cystal white tails both splashed with brown on the tip lay as an arc around her as she looked up with large warm brown orbs that creates a warm, gentle calmnes around the femme and the surrounding terra.

She looked up in the sky with a warm gentle smile.
Her ears pricked with the scent of another, and turned to where the scent came from.

[Relairah]

The golden wolfess, looked about happily. One wolfess, she could smell particularly close, and she looked in the direction of which it was. She moved to a faster pace, happily wagging her tail. She let out a bark, hoping to be welcomed.

As she approached, she saw the other, and was glad to see it was a female as well. She trotted closer, though more slowly, making sure it was safe.

[Itena]

The she-la looked to the femme in front of and smiled warmly, creating a gentle and warm calmness surrounding all around her. She rose gracefully toward the other.

//Greetings//

Her voice was like the warm calmness surrounding her.

//My given name is Itena, what is yours?//

She stood proud.

[Relairah]

She smiled, glad to see the other was friendly. "Greetings to you as well, Itena, my name is Greta. Please to meet you," she said softly with a nod.

She trotted up and stood by Itena. She looked around, "I am hungry, are you?" she asked, hoping the other was.

[Itena]

Itena turned to the forest, a bird sang it's song.

//I would be delighted to.//

Her warm eyes twinkled, and for a moment the calmness vanished but quickly turned back.

//I guess I am pretty hungry//

She scented the air in hope for game near. Her lips chomped, imagining the taste of deer.

//We'd better get started, I smell deer not to far from here.//

[Relairah]

Greta nodded, licking her lips and putting her nose to the air. "I smell many things, come on, dinner is waiting," she said with a hungry smirk. She crouched down, her tail dragging behind her, and began to slink into the brush of the forest. Her golden orbs caught every movement, her ears every sound.

[Itena]

Itena felt her conciousness slip as hunting instincts and blood lust filled her. The calmness was gone, and her lips smacked and she drooled saliva.

Her senses led her to another clearing where a herd of red deer grazed. A deer looked up, obviously a strong stag, and the herd started to run.

//Now, now it is the time of the hunt.//

[Relairah]

She heard what she said, but was not paying all that much attention. Her eyes were on the deer, so large and healthy. Her imagination wondered how good their warm blood wood taste against her tongue.

She growled and burst from the bushes, chasing after one of them, slashing her jaws. It tried to run, but it was one of those unfortunate. Greta pounced, landing upon the deer's back, her fangs sinking into its shoulder.

The deer stumbled and fell to the ground. Greta licked her lips in pride, her maw going to down to feed on the carcass of her prey. She looked up and around for Itena, while she did.

[Itena]

Itena licked her lips at the sight of the carcass as she snarled and lunged at the carcass growling and snarling in pleasure. Her muzzle was stained with blood as she pulled at the carcass with her teeth. She chomped satisfyingly until her conciounse was back and her stomach filled.

[Relairah]

She smiled, digging deeper into the carcass, loving the taste of it. She began tearing at the tender organs, "This is good," she muffled chewing pleasureably.

Her maw was stained orange, as a mix of the red blood, and the golden fur of her body. She raised her head, slurping a piece of liver down her throat.

She licked her lips, removing some of the blood upon them, and wagged her tail. "Now I am thirsty," she grinned, also needed to clean her maw.

[Itena]

Itena nodded, calmness again in presence. She padded towards the river nearby.

//Come then//

[Relairah]

Greta followed along quickly, actually staying right alongside. She wagged her golden tail, as the rush of water of rocks reached her ears, and the smell of water, her nose. She quickened her pace, the river coming into view.

She approached it happily, dipping her head to drink. When her thirst was quenched, she then dove in, splashing about. She climbed out, shaking herself on the shore, water flying everywhere and smiled.

"That felt good," she said looking towards Itena, and wagging her wet golden tail.

[Itena]

Itena drank enthusiasticly.

//this is most refreshing.//

Itena dipped herself in the water, the cool liquid refreshing her and cleaning the blood stains. She was now purely her own colour of peltage. She shook the water from her pelt, leaving a fluffy Itena.

[Relairah]

Greta giggled slightly when she saw the fur on Itena puff up, but then stopped, hoping not to upset anyone. She had barely noticed her own fur was in a big fluff. She looked at the water, and then back at Itena.