Bolder has to bark down a laugh at the thought of bold Ischian parrots and what they might conceive with their paramours, though his lips quirk upward. He has honestly heard very little of Ischia, and apart from a brief journey through Tephra, the West remains mostly unexplored and therefore unknown to the young shifter. Time to change that, perhaps. Something, at the very least, to consider after their hunt.
Diverting his attention back to the present, the henna-hued wolf keeps moving slowly forward, glancing every few paces to see where Malik had positioned himself. Bolder had begun to drift towards the edges of the meadow. If their strange prey kept its focus the darker wolf, then it meant that he might have the element of surprise and could herd the thing towards his cousin (this was Malik's quarry and Bolder would never be so presumptive to claim the first strike). If it noticed him beginning to carefully stalk from his place amongst the longer grasses and shadows, then it gave Malik the opportunity of surprise.
He could feel it again, the want to sink his sharp teeth into flesh -
When his cousin cries out to go, and the strange bird-like thing runs, Bolder leaps and decides to shift into something faster. His gold stripes flash again, as do his silver eyes, as his shape transforms into something lean and more feline, though he retains his familiar coloring. He attempts to move towards the beast (though trying to mindful of those impressive claws), clacking his gold-lined jaws from behind it, to let it know that Death was on its heels and knowing that it was only a matter of moments before Malik struck.
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Malik
Diverting his attention back to the present, the henna-hued wolf keeps moving slowly forward, glancing every few paces to see where Malik had positioned himself. Bolder had begun to drift towards the edges of the meadow. If their strange prey kept its focus the darker wolf, then it meant that he might have the element of surprise and could herd the thing towards his cousin (this was Malik's quarry and Bolder would never be so presumptive to claim the first strike). If it noticed him beginning to carefully stalk from his place amongst the longer grasses and shadows, then it gave Malik the opportunity of surprise.
He could feel it again, the want to sink his sharp teeth into flesh -
When his cousin cries out to go, and the strange bird-like thing runs, Bolder leaps and decides to shift into something faster. His gold stripes flash again, as do his silver eyes, as his shape transforms into something lean and more feline, though he retains his familiar coloring. He attempts to move towards the beast (though trying to mindful of those impressive claws), clacking his gold-lined jaws from behind it, to let it know that Death was on its heels and knowing that it was only a matter of moments before Malik struck.
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Malik
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