Fishing's for Idiots [Random]

[>> Lethal <<]

Ooc:// Mainly for me and Random [END OOC]

Rosy pink eyes examined the land that was set before him. It was beautiful, not like that mattered to Lethal though. Close-growing trees littered the land, making it hard for large creatures to get into. Yet, Lethal was a WhiteBack, a smaller breed of wolf. He pushed past the trees, only occasionally having to squeeze through them. Whitened ears detected even the slightest noises as they were raised. A wet, black nose caught the scents that drifted tirelessly through the air. Eyes light pink in hue picked out the any movements upon the land, whether it is an unmoving squirrel or a camouflaged canine such as himself. A pelt of ashen gray tones hid him well; the only thing that gave him away were his pink eyes, white ears, and that splotch of white moving down form the base of his neck to his powerful shoulders. Altogether, he was a striking WhiteBack wolf.

Swift movements sent him through the forest quickly, is long legs also helping do the job. With each step he was propelled forward. Silently, he moved, his eyes checking his surroundings for any other wolves. Lethal had been ambushed before while simply walking through a patch of woodlands; it hadn’t been very pleasant, for him or the other wolf. Little escaped him, despite his movements. "Stupid birds,” he growled as a small group flew from the bushes, startling him. He snapped at a pair of the rats with wings as more flew by. Damn, they are annoying,” he thought. Lethal quickened his pace as soon as the sounds of a river met his pale ears. It took less than a minute for him to find it, for his ears canine ears could easily pick up its gurgling. A rumble from his stomach reminded him of his hunger. It was a small, shallow river, with slow moving water.

Lethal dipped his ash hued head forward, allowing a pink tongue to lap up the cool river. The flashing of fish scales caught the eye of the hungry WhiteBack. Hmmm, fish was that appetizing, but it was the only thing in plain sight. The bi-colored wolf stood as still as he could in the shallows. The mushy silt from the river felt good against the torn pads on the feet of Lethal. Lazily, a fish swam by. Lethal’s claws flashed towards the fish, but he missed. ”Damn it!” he growled; he didn’t have the patience for this kind of hunting. But still he tried again, and still, he failed again. This was starting to piss the WhiteBack off. But still, he waited, constantly reminded of his hunger as pangs continued to come. It took a while before he finally got his jaws around a fish. Head raised, he sloshed through the water to the banks and began tearing the scales off the fish so he could get the meat.

[RANDOMNESS]

Her ash-grey pelt made it incredibly easy for Genev to blend in with the large boulders that piled upstream of the shallow river. She lay against the grey stone face, overlooking the surrounding area below, the slow river and the tree line of the forest. Her nearly white eyes caught a glimpse of movement in the forest and soon the dark figure of a Whiteback emerged from the brush, moving toward the river and lapping up a drink.

Her eyes remained transfixed on the wolf as he spotted fish swimming by and attempted to catch them with his paws. Like a patient mother, Genev watched and waited. This Whiteback must have not made a habit of catching fish because it took him many failed attempts before he finally used his jaws instead of his legs to catch one. His jaws held a medium sized salmon, not bad for a hungry wolf, but he would need more than that to satisfy his hunger. And considering the amount of frustration it took to catch this one, she doubted he would even get near the water again for another.

She lay a paw close to her chest and pushed herself up, standing on all four legs before jumping down off the boulder and landing heavily on the river bank. The soft san cushioned her paws from the impact leaving no damage to her pad whatsoever. Her legs lifted her over the sand, making it appear as if she were floating instead of walking.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you while you feast, but you will need more than that to satisfy your appetite," she spoke with such sereneness that many consider it unusual for a wolf, or any creature for that matter. Nearly white eyes remained on the Whiteback as she waited, no doubt within a matter of moments his stomach would let him know he still needed to eat more, that was what she knew.

[RavenHolm]

Rosy eyes caught sight of another wolf, a WhiteBack, in fact. Her pelt was of multiple grey hues and her eyes seemed to hold to color. She was a beautiful wolf, or at least Lethal thought so. She walked odd, Lethal noted as she continued to come closer. A nod was the only significant gesture he made to her as he ate the rest of the salmon. His eyes met her as she spoke. Her voice was eerie to Lethal, one that was soothing to him. Leeth knew that she was correct, for another hunger pang came, although it was not a severe as before. ”Indeed I will,” he answered as he stood and walked back towards the water. It might not have been the easiest way, but he didn’t feel like chasing a rabbit around.

He entered it, stirring up silt from the bottom. It clouded the water, so he head to stand still for a moment before it settled again. Head poised, he waited for another he struck out at one, missing it. The second time, his jaws latched around it. With a grunt, he tossed the small fish onto the shore in front of the other wolf. This was getting easier each time he did it. Lethal struck again, but didn’t get his target. Another fish swam by, one much larger in size. One the first try, he grabbed the fish. A heavy fish it was, making it hard to get his jaws around. The fact that it continued to flop about while he dug his teeth into didn’t help. It took some time for him to actually get the fish under control. Finally, the fish went limp, making it even heavier. Jaws still around it, he walked to the shore, his head raised as if he had just won a trophy. Lethal dropped to a laying position, the fish resting under his paws as he began to tear at it.

[RANDOMNESS]

"I commend you on your determination and perserverance," her head tilted downward at the fish that lay before her and of that which lay under the other's paws. She brought her gaze back up, "Your skills improved remarkably from just a few minutes ago. A fast learner indeed."

Her voice remained calm and unwavering, as if she had seen this many times in her life before. Her compliments held few feelings in it, Genev had yet to feel any sort of emotional connections to others like with most in wolf packs. She was rather detached from this, a hollow encasing of a wolf with no feeling in her entire shell. Nearly white eyes moved over the Whiteback, as if looking for something she didn't possess, some sort of substance that gave this wolf, and so many others, a meaning to their existance.

[RavenHolm]

The soothing voice entered the ears of Lethal. "It is a lot easier the second time 'round," was all he said to her as he bolted down his large 'trophy'. Once all the edible pieces had been consumed, he began cleaning his paws, bloodied from holding the fish. After, he lay in the down in the sun, his head resting on his paws in which were considerably lighter than the rest of his pelt. Rosy red eyes closed slowly, letting the sun’s warmth wash over his almost-black pelt. A sigh of pleasure was emitted from Lethal as he was warmed by the rays. His body went rigid as felt the she-wolf’s almost pupil-less eyes upon him. They were haunting to the WhiteBack, not to mention slightly creepy. He didn’t understand why he disliked them, but he did. They were piercing orbs of light, and Lethal felt them upon his back, examining him.

[RANDOMNESS]

Her unnerving gaze wandered from his nose, along his body, and towards the tip of his tail. White stiped ears pressed forward then off to the back, her eyes veering off to the side and behind her. Abnormal pressure could be felt from the Whiteback when her eyes drew over him, searching for a substance, a root to one's entire life. Now her gaze fell upon the dense vegetation across the river, eyeing the tree line, piercing through its leafy camoflague.

She moved towards the river, lightly jumping over it, landing on a half-submerged log then jumping again. She strolled over to the tree line focusing on a particular bush. Her body became hard as stone, not even blinking or twitching an ear. Within a few seconds Genev struck instantly and brought out a large rabbit from the brush. She moved over to the Whiteback and dropped the rabbit in front of her and lay down.

"My thanks for your hospitality, I have enough food here for the day."

[RANDOM]

*bump*

[RavenHolm]

Ooc:// I will reply to this later toady. Sorry for the delay, Random.

[RANDOMNESS]

*pokes Lethal with a stick*