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[Riley]

I T A L Y
(& ice runs through my veins ,)

Italy gruffly shoved a large piece of tree from his path as he made his way through the wooded area of Falconi, headed towards the Lush Plains to catch some lunch. The large male was mostly white with some silver markings and dirt encased in his legs, but don’t let the color deter you. The aged male growled low in his throat as the wind picked up and gently carried the empty scent around the area, making Italy feel a little vulnerable to whatever else might be around. Ever since loosing his eye, Italy has never really trusted himself with being alone, but since that’s all he ever is, he contradicts himself every morning.

But, back to the point. Stepping over some more fallen pieces of tree and bushes, finally the male broke clear into the plains. Scents overwhelmed him as if they were all bottled in this area, but Italy quickly found himself picking out stronger scents of the wild creatures such as field mice and a very small and rapid group of rabbits. Italy paced the border of the wooded area, trying to keep the scent of the fast rabbits as fresh as he can. The brute wasn’t too interested in anything else. Anything bigger than him would have to be taken down with a second wolf or a group, as much as Italy hated the thought of it.

Finally!

A pair of brown rabbit ears peeked out from the top of the shorter grass, just a few short strides away. A snarl left the mouth of the wolf as he charged for the ears. The rabbit took off, causing Italy’s adrenaline to rush and push him further. A two minute chase ended with Italy charging and pinning the struggling, frantic rabbit to the ground, and end it’s life with a quick snap of it’s neck. Italy picked it up and trotted over to a clear spot in the field, laying down to start ripping into his lunch, becoming slightly oblivious to the setting around him.

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Words: three three eight
Character: Italy
Tags: open!
Note: First Italy post; sucky, sorry.

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A shudder ran down the fae's spine as a breeze whipped up around her, she took it as a chance to figure out who and what was sharing the area with her. As she took in a lung full of air, different scents hit her stimuli, rodents, rabbits, trees and wolf.
Delta froze in her tracks, the wolf may be close, and so as she could smell it, it may be able to smell her too. Another shiver rolled down her spine and off her banner. With a soft sigh, she moved on, but was cautious. If a stronger wolf caught her unaware, she will not be happy.
Light blue, almost white optics scanned the terra as the scents of the prey were getting stronger, with her auds perked and listening to every sound the vixen tried to locate a decent prey for the capture. A small rustle caught her attention and the wolf froze in place, with one of her fore paws still in the air slightly.
Her auditives swivelled on her cranium as she pinpointed the sound. As she did, gently she lowered the raised paw and lowered the trunk of her body to the ground. She waited and listened to see if the creature was moving, but it did not seem to be, so Delta stalked forwards in suit of the prey. She was perfectly concealed within the grasses.
As she was about to make a break for another sound make her freeze once more, her auds laid back to her skull and her pelt bristled as a snarl met her auds. Then the sound of a struggle and a quickly silenced squeak, made Delta unable to move from where she was situated.
She was obvious to the fact that the other wolf was there and it too was hunting, she breathed softly and pushed herself lowed into the grass, the wolf would surely smell her sooner or later, and she knew which she would rather.
As the maiden backed away, the muted sound of a twig snapping under her paw, made her breath be caught in her throat. That was surely going to give away her position, so once more she tried to stay completely still, although her heart thumped in her chest and she just wanted to make a run for it.

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[Riley]

I T A L Y
(& ice runs through my veins ,)

A twig snapped under a foot, hand, whatever just back and to the right of the half blind wolf. Italy’s head snapped to the side, his maw bloody and slightly a gap. The vision of the wolf standing there standing at nothing at all would have worried many, but Italy knew what he was doing. The blood of the rabbit swarmed his nostrils but the new scent of wolf … no, not just a wolf. Italy sniffed quickly, the scent seemed to swell down to a certain scent gland that Italy had been searching for a long time. It was a she-wolf. The very scent made Italy’s adrenaline began to pump again; he never got excited for a brute.

Ever since he lost his sister any and almost every female that has crossed his path were met with the same kind of questions: ‘Are you Lila? Do you know a Lila? Have you ever met a female named Lila?’ Upsettingly, none of the females that Italy has met have either seen or heard of a Lila. Recently Italy’s hope for ever finding his sister were beginning to fade. Italy returned to his lunch, hoping that the smell wouldn’t lead him on a wild chase.

But the older wolf couldn’t let it go.

Giving up on his bloodied lunch, Italy licked his chops and stood, picking up the smell and following it till he stood a safe distance away from where the smell was emitting from. “You can come out, I’m half blind and probably twice your age. I just ate, so I’m more than likely to be sluggish.” Italy was giving the strange wolf every reason to come out. He pawed at the ground, irritated that he had left his lunch for what could possibly be a stubborn misled pup. Female pup. Italy’s mind returned to his missing sister, and then back to the situation at hand.

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Words: three one seven
Character: Italy
Tags: Delta
Note: yaay for character interaction!

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Delta tried to stay a still as she could, as she knew she would have caught the attention of the feeding wolf. Delta knew herself that if she was feeding and someone had interrupted her she would not be happy, so she applied the same here having a feeling that he would not be happy with her being there.
She heard him move and begin to move closer to her, but he slowed and stopped a fair distance to where she was sited, then he spoke. As he spoke Delta’s brow furrowed, she was slightly confused by what he said about being half-blind, well she knew that he had eaten and by his voice she could tell that he was not as young as she.
It may have been a ploy, but Delta knew that if she was younger that she would be able to easily out manoeuvre him, if push came to shove. Well she slowly raised from the ground the look out at the wolf. His pelt was a clean white colour, well apart from the blood staining on his muzzle and chest from where he had just fed.
She drew in a long breath and rose to her haunches and was now visible to him, well if her could actually see that far. She flicked her auds in response to a bug buzzing past them, but she couldn’t think of what to say, she just say there.
Really she knew that she had to owe him an apology at the least, so she did I’m sorry. she said, hoping he would hear her. She blinked and looked at the male, still unsure and feeling odd, like there was something about to happen. Her muscles coiled in response, but unsure to what that reaction was to.

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[Riley]

I T A L Y
(& ice runs through my veins ,)

"I'm sorry,"

"No one is truely ever sorry," Italy growled as his one good eye rolled to land on the female as she made herself visable to the grouchy male. He shook his body very slightly - borderline twitch - before he started his way closer to the female. "Don't apologize." Was what he finished with as he stood now just a few paces from the female. Did he look that startling? With blood beginning to stain his muzzle (even though his meal wasn't as bloody as it had appeared to be,) and the muscles under his fur twitching from the sprint he had given chase too not too long ago? Italy certainly didn't think so.

"What's your name, female? Any reason as to why you had stumbled upon me and my meal?" Italy cast his blinded gaze back over his shoulder to his ravished meal, and then back at the female who seemed to be just as tense as he would have been if he had been in her situation. "Well, what is it?" Italy snapped, his tail flickering from side to side. He didn’t want to be taken away from his meal but this female had presented him with a more promising outlook; and maybe some socialization wouldn’t hurt.

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Words: two one one
Character: Italy
Tags: Delta
Note: WOAH RILEY SUCKS!

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Her muscles coiled tighter at the Lupe's attitude towards her. "I mean you no harm." Delta said ah he snapped once more at her. She drew in a sharp breath and squared her shoulders looking him right in the eyes. "I'm Delta" She answered him, in a harder tone.
As for why she was there, well she was just hunting and happened to cross his path. With a flick of her tassel she thought about what to say to him I had no deliberate intentions to cross you path, Believe me. she replied to him once more. Flicking her auds, she did not move once as the tension rolled off him.
Her light blue orbs started him down, she was not going to let her guard down, he may be half the male he used to be, but his attitude says otherwise. A hiss ran up her throat and out of the fae’s lips, but it was not too loud, so she was almost able to conceal it.

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