Posted by Zebbidiah, Isaiah, & Syn on October 24, 2009, 8:11 pm, in reply to "*wanderlust*"
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The young female looked up first, licking her chops as her frosty green eyes zeroed in on the dog in the distance. Syn glanced to her father as he, too, looked up. The golden blonde wolf continued to eat, unaware for the moment that something caught his family's attention.
Zebbidiah leaped over the fallen buck, making his way toward the dog with curious icy blue eyes. What was a dog doing all the way out here? The zinc brute stopped several yards away from the fem, licking his chops to remove the blood. "Are... Are you hungry?" he asked, head tilting slightly. He wasn't very large for a wolf, only lightly above average height and muscular. There was almost no indication to the sixteenth of husky blood that ran through is veins.
Behind him, the two teen wolves stared. Isaiah's pale blue eyes were fixed on the stranger, fur bristling slightly. He wasn't known for trusting people, hardly trusting his family. And he really wasn't fond of the idea of sharing a meal with this chick. The young brute shook his body, tail flicking in displeasure. Leave it to his older brother to invite the poor, hungry, huddled masses to their kill.
Syn watched her father a bit indifferently. She'd been raised to know that helping others was normal, though she never had as much enthusiasm for it as Zeb. The fem took a step back from the kill, not particularly hungry. She was more in this for the hunt than the food. Syn began licking herself, cleaning the blood from her chest and paws.
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