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Posted by Raven on April 17, 2009, 10:31 pm, in reply to "I ~•~ Fly...With the...Wings of a ~•~ Dove"
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He was charging threw the river's terra with great speed on the heels of a young doe still not quite grown. His venture to the area where one aparently finds mates was a complete failure and he wasn't about to go back ever again, besides he would probably have better luck running around instead of finding desperate faes there anyway.
Raven was an averaged sized wolf, bulky though but only because of the well trained muscles that coiled around each limb. He was pure ebbon with stunning lighter emerald eyes that showed his fierce, noble yet gentle and kind sides all in one and also his wisdom. All of these characteristics where being shown as he gracefully and silently followed his prey while at the same time manuvering it towards a small over hang that fell into the river.
As the hunter and prey ran approaching the edge they flew past the fae. It wasn't much futher as Raven, snapping at the doe's ankles, directed right for the legde where hopefully she would stumble and fall into the river. The doe notised the ledge however and tried to jump but didn't make the leap to the other bank and instead crashed into the opposite ledge across from the first. Not quiet what the dark wolf had planned but it was enough so that he could watch her stuggle in the water trying to get back to the bank where he would get her.
He watched hidden as she stuggled threw the strong currents the mountain's melting snow had made before moving quickly in and skillfully dodging her kicks grabbed her around the neck until life left his prey. Still partially in the water he managed to pull her onto the bank where he looked around, knowing that his chase and the noise would draw some attention and he wanted to investigate the wolf that he had passed.
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