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(This post was last modified: January 27, 2018, 02:08:24 AM by Pawprint.)

Rooter

Rooter was in free loading territory.  He wasn't going to earn his keep like this.

A strong bear can fight.  Nothing needed fighting for.  A bear can hunt.  Food was around, herded in fact, which confused him to no end.  He hunted other things in order to leave herded food alone.  There were no other bears...no baby bears to grow numbers.  The last fact made him sad.  He missed the mating season.  His thin size, living in Alteron, it was impossible.  He could make a case.  No.  Too crowded for a family of bears and a mother to boot would be dangerous.  Dangerous for the wolves.

Rooter grabbed a medium thick tree trunk and shook it.  The whole thing tree rattled and squirrels almost fell, but gripped the tree for dear life.  They were getting smarter.  The grizzly stepped back and stood at almost full height on hind feet.

"Next time!" he barked.  He rammed the tree with the less tender shoulder, vibrating the trunk.  The squirrels jumped to the surrounding trees, fleeing.

"Hmph."

Still got it.


OOC: painfully short


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nudge?


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Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I am beginning to find
That I should be the one behind the wheel

   

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Something smelled different.

The youth - nearing her yearling mark, she thought with a small grin - trotted through the forest on long gangly legs, nose to the air, twitching. She didn't know what the smell was from, but whatever it was was still nearby. The scent was fresh. Although alarmed, the dragonling was also intensely curious about just what it was giving off this powerful scent, and what it was doing in Alteron's territory. She intended to find out, one way or another. It didn't seem as though it was going to be too difficult, though - the scent was so fresh and strong it was almost overwhelming, and in the distance there was a large dark shadow, moving.

Bingo.

Renshaw shot off, keeping herself as low as possible as she crept up on this unknown beast. Whatever it was was massive, as big as an oak tree. Swallowing her fear thickly, the girl pushed herself forward. This was no time to let herself be afraid and freeze up. From a safe distance she watched as the big beast rose up on to two legs, rising far into the air. Holy hell!! It was so big! And those massive paws... and claws.. Renshaw began to rethink her idea of checking this big monster out. Ears flattened against her skull. It seemed to slam into the tree nearest it, looking up into the high branches while it did; after following its gaze, Renshaw spied it's prey hiding in the treetops. Squirrels? That big thing ate squirrels? A brow rose - curious.

She shifted her weight to move back a few more feet, but much to her horror, the very audible resounding SNAP of a particularly brittle fallen branch announced her presence clearly. She froze, mossy eyes locked onto the big beast before her. She could run, or she could try her luck with the beast. Those were the only options at that point, and Renshaw being how she is decided upon the latter. Mustering up her courage, the youth crept out into view and stood up at her full height. She was still absolutely dwarfed by the monster before her, but it made her feel a little better to stand tall. "Heya!" she barked out probably a little too loudly (nerves and all that). Welp, that's that, Ren thought as she looked up at the other being, waiting with baited breath to see just how this big thing would react.

Hopefully positively, and if not? She'd just cheese it.
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         Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down
         Let this ol' world just spin around
         I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway
         And put some feel good in my soul
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OOC: I'm sorry for not posting. Would you like to continue this?


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@Pawprint sorry for replying so late but we can definitely continue this!





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    with her delicate soul I don't claim to know much
    except soon as you start to make room for the parts
    that aren't you it gets harder to bloom in a garden
    of love, love, love, love

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    worth trying to be and it's love, I do it for love, love
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(This post was last modified: July 13, 2018, 11:31:59 AM by Pawprint.)

@Hayley

The sound of something startled the bear.  He growled and looked around quickly, his nose going in overdrive to find who it was.  One would think a wolf wouldn't sneak up on a grizzly.  A few seconds later it showed itself.  There.  A...cub.

"Heya!"

Rooter winced as she squeaked.  Scared little thing.  Well, the bear landed on his front paws, shaking the ground around him.  He still had a good two feet on the child's height as he walked towards her.  He kept his head lower to seem half as intimidating.  The last thing Rooter needed was the cub calling for help and being attacked by wolves who were unaware a bear was a citizen of Alteron.

Rooter curled around her, his body blocking the right side of her as he sniffed her cheek and the top of her head.  His wet nose was an inch from her before pushing into her fur with the aim to tickle her if she didn't move.  Being silly was annoying, but it was better than the alternative.  If she didn't move, Rooter would speak into her ear with a voice he hoped was quiet and not scary.

"Little cub.  Never sneak up on a bear."

With that out the way he moved back and stared at the grey marked child for a moment.  Then he turned his head to the side.

"Go ahead.  Memorize my scent."

Better a cub near his face and neck than a grown wolf with teeth.  Was she brave enough?


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