Post by freia on Dec 1, 2011 19:45:49 GMT -5
The dark toned Gray wolf had her eyes zoned in on the fight with the bear as her gray pupils studied each movement they each made and the whimpers and cries of the small, sick bear was pleading to the wolves in front of her made her soul burn with a firey warmth as she waited and giggled within her mind but in reality she was as silent as a ghost. Freia knew she hadn't moved so when something bumped into her the collision of somethings head smacking into her rump pushed the dark femme over the edge at least a few yards from the edge's clear line itself, the warmth of her soul traveled to her instincts and the families line of aggression kicked in.
In mere seconds the she-wolf's auburn colored hackles raised while the fur along her neck and down the length of her spine bristled with devious anger and she swiftly bolted around in a lung at whatever was behind her. When freia lunged her ears pinned back against her skull and she bared her teeth defensively and aggressively to whatever was back there as the lung itself pushed the male wolf behind her flank off balance, and soon slammed all of her weight into the males ribcage while her right front paw came down to smack into the male wolf's trachea to hold him still. By then her head had already lowered with her muzzle just a few inches from his as her warm breath was pushed from her lungs and into his face as she growled and snarled in it, but at the same time a thought came to her head "Oh my god, I wonder if he can smell the garlic i ate last night, I hope he can't. This is so embarrassing!" and in fact the smell of garlic is what made up most of the smell of her breath along with rotten meat sprouting from the smell here and there.
"Who are you and why are you running into me?" She commandingly asked in a growlish tone to the Mexican wolf who was pinned by her weight to the ground, the length of her tail had curled erected over her spine sometime in between the lunging and pinning him, Freia had forgotten all about having her paw on his throat and gently pushed it lower on his throat so he could speak to her which is what she was commanding. and by the time she knew that her and the male had been spotted the scrawny, nervous looking wolf there was barking at them, so her growls got louder as she brought her lips back as far as she could while looking at the warily male and with that she snarled, the thoughts going through her mind were all about flight or fight and either of the options were no good at this point because of Freia's build. She wasn't a death machine even if she acted like a war machine nor could she out run most of the wolves who had their eyes on her and just knowing she was stuck here made fear start to boil up from her soul and fill her mind with the worst possibilities, Death itself.
Looking down to the wolf she had pinned, she growled lightly but only enough for the two of them could hear "Stay quiet, I don't want to have to go out there with those mutts for as long as I ca-.." and that was when she was cut off by the Mackenzie mix shouting to her and this male to come out which Freia thought about hesitantly "Ugh, because of this low life piece of flesh I was caught and it's all his fault! Should I make a run for it.. No.. I would be chased down.. Fight my way out?.. No there is too many.. Turn into a bunny? No, that's impossible.. Ugh, I'll just have to go see what these mutts want." And with that final thought she pushed herself up from the Mexican wolf's ribcage by pushing all of her body weight down onto it and lifting herself up to create a bouncing effect, bracing her mind, body and soul all of the fear, anxiousness, aggression and insecurity went out the window, but was still fairly close in case she needed to bring one of them out as they were replaced with pride, sly, sneakiness and greed. Soon Freia started to emerge from the darkness as her smoky black and auburn furs glimmered from the rays beating down through the somewhat naked tree limbs of the area, fluffing her tail lightly as she trotted over to all the wolves in a snotty, prideful gait. This was one of many cards she played all too well as the long length of her ears prickled lightly into a for-wards stance with her head held high except still lower than what seemed to be the alpha males skull. "What seems to be the problem?" She asked curiously with a hint of care and innocence.
In mere seconds the she-wolf's auburn colored hackles raised while the fur along her neck and down the length of her spine bristled with devious anger and she swiftly bolted around in a lung at whatever was behind her. When freia lunged her ears pinned back against her skull and she bared her teeth defensively and aggressively to whatever was back there as the lung itself pushed the male wolf behind her flank off balance, and soon slammed all of her weight into the males ribcage while her right front paw came down to smack into the male wolf's trachea to hold him still. By then her head had already lowered with her muzzle just a few inches from his as her warm breath was pushed from her lungs and into his face as she growled and snarled in it, but at the same time a thought came to her head "Oh my god, I wonder if he can smell the garlic i ate last night, I hope he can't. This is so embarrassing!" and in fact the smell of garlic is what made up most of the smell of her breath along with rotten meat sprouting from the smell here and there.
"Who are you and why are you running into me?" She commandingly asked in a growlish tone to the Mexican wolf who was pinned by her weight to the ground, the length of her tail had curled erected over her spine sometime in between the lunging and pinning him, Freia had forgotten all about having her paw on his throat and gently pushed it lower on his throat so he could speak to her which is what she was commanding. and by the time she knew that her and the male had been spotted the scrawny, nervous looking wolf there was barking at them, so her growls got louder as she brought her lips back as far as she could while looking at the warily male and with that she snarled, the thoughts going through her mind were all about flight or fight and either of the options were no good at this point because of Freia's build. She wasn't a death machine even if she acted like a war machine nor could she out run most of the wolves who had their eyes on her and just knowing she was stuck here made fear start to boil up from her soul and fill her mind with the worst possibilities, Death itself.
Looking down to the wolf she had pinned, she growled lightly but only enough for the two of them could hear "Stay quiet, I don't want to have to go out there with those mutts for as long as I ca-.." and that was when she was cut off by the Mackenzie mix shouting to her and this male to come out which Freia thought about hesitantly "Ugh, because of this low life piece of flesh I was caught and it's all his fault! Should I make a run for it.. No.. I would be chased down.. Fight my way out?.. No there is too many.. Turn into a bunny? No, that's impossible.. Ugh, I'll just have to go see what these mutts want." And with that final thought she pushed herself up from the Mexican wolf's ribcage by pushing all of her body weight down onto it and lifting herself up to create a bouncing effect, bracing her mind, body and soul all of the fear, anxiousness, aggression and insecurity went out the window, but was still fairly close in case she needed to bring one of them out as they were replaced with pride, sly, sneakiness and greed. Soon Freia started to emerge from the darkness as her smoky black and auburn furs glimmered from the rays beating down through the somewhat naked tree limbs of the area, fluffing her tail lightly as she trotted over to all the wolves in a snotty, prideful gait. This was one of many cards she played all too well as the long length of her ears prickled lightly into a for-wards stance with her head held high except still lower than what seemed to be the alpha males skull. "What seems to be the problem?" She asked curiously with a hint of care and innocence.