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By now the female was running in the scents direction. She could see the two pups in the distance and from here she was sure she didn't recognize them.
As the wolf got close she leapt into the air, snarling before she pounced back down, pinning Kai beneath her paws.
The alpha shoved her face into his, baring her dagger like teeth and growling a warning. "Just what do you think your doing?"
The wolf pressed her paw deeper into his chest, making it difficult for him to take in air. "Why are you wandering around my territory? You're asking for a lot of trouble." She then looked over her shoulder at the other wolf running up the hill and removed her paws from his body. "Take your friend and leave. I'll let you off with a warning this time, but next time I wont be so kind."
James growled slightly "Im asking for trouble?" he said, shaking his body "All i want to do is get those two wolves to their mother, nothing more, and im not leaving until they get to them" he was starting to get a little upset, but not enough to fight "Im not going to be able to take them to my pack and have them killed, id rather die then let them die first!"
Name: Crow
Age: Five
Sex: Female
Subspecies: Unknown
Pack: None
Rank: None
Coat: Black
Eyes: Gold fading to green on the outer edges
Weight: 110 pounds (49.9 kilograms)
Height (at shoulder): 33 inches (83.82 centimeters)
Bio: Despite being female, Crow always has been the largest of her siblings, the most cruel as well. Not one to be daddy's little girl, she prided and continues to pride herself on her ability to detach herself from those around her, and her pack was left behind as soon as she could feed and fend for herself.
Personality: Crow is one nasty character, out for herself and no one else. If you're into D&D alignments, she most resembles a Neutral Evil character; notice the use of the word 'most' rather than 'is'. Crow always has and always will put her 42 teeth to good use. This is one character that it's best to stay on the good side of, if there is one.
Mate: N/A
It's about time I jump in here. I'll be playing a little used pride-and-joy. She's great for blowing off steam.
ooc: Hey, you're lucky I didn't pull out ol' Dawson. He's psychopathic. Quite enjoyable, actually.
The quick and even steps of a trot took the female where they would, each paw falling directly in front of the other; quite a classic example of a perfected wolf gait, if she cared to boast. The pace slowed and stopped as she drew in the scent of other wolves in the area, her nares flaring at the intake of breath.
She picked up her smooth trot again, and a twisted, almost demonic smirk parted her blackened lips to reveal canines stained with blood. She might just get some enjoyment out of these animals. Really now. All this random attacking; so uncivilized.
Aww. How sweet. He wanted to protect them. Well, what else could she do but come forward? There was nothing more enjoyable than to pick on the little ones, or, at least, pick on the ones that thought that they had her figured out.
She didn't attempt to hide her nature as she continued her elegant trot up to them, carrying herself proudly but keeping her guard up none the less. They didn't seem particularly violent, but appearances can be deceiving.