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Date Posted: 14:24:16 06/21/02 Fri
-= A rolling figure, mast with that coat of bleeding scarlet pulsed through the surging forestry, steps taken nobly and well-executed. Potency breathed thousands of whispers upon those lengthy limbs, chiseled with the finest of sinew as it pelted leaf-ridden earth, propelling the great beast through his empire. The sheer brutalities of those titanic paws were enough to knock the head off a medium-sized creature, but it befell upon the earth with such silence, it sang the soft loam a dreaming lullaby. =-
-= A single glazed orb blazed passionately as a prodigious, crimson head jerked forward, coarse wisps of fur ruffling lightly as the wolf came to and stood perched on a lofty hill, rich with trundling grasses, towering over the main spread of the WindCatcher Territory. Dark muzzle slowly twisted about, rummaging through the pelage as the lupine silently combed through the ensanguined insulation, snout plunging against that broad shoulder. Cranium swiftly snapped up, darting to either side with conniving agility as golden hues glittered wickedly, surveying the land primed about him. A trifold of eagle feathers attached to his mane, a mimicking color of those spherical oculars, jittered mightily in the cascading breezes, as the Alpha Male stood poised, sculpted in elegance. Mohokave had arrived. =-
-= Black-pitted nostrils flared, engaging a torrent of scents, new and old, filtering throughout the sensitive membranes cased inside a dark snout. A pause, muzzle tipping upwards a slight inch, nostrils roving the oncoming breeze. A rogue scent was borne, yet hinted was the aroma of Masuaki, his Alpha in arms. A gust of wind raced up his spine, sending a flurry of crimson fur in the opposite direction along his back as the gale clambered against his neck, and finally died betwixt thirsted ears. The wind held no secrets, told no lies, and thus, told Mohokave of new family... or hunted enemy. =-
-= But trust held strong with the one he called his Alpha, his Masuaki. She must have brought forth new members to the WindCatcher Lands. But as any cautious Alpha, Mohokave must investigate. Trials and tribulations have scarred his wolf many times over in the past, and the life of his Pack shall not rest on a whim. A great inhale through the nostrils, a rush of air expanding the lungs as the wolf took a breath, and without a moment’s hesitation, he expelled a thunderous howl, a sonorous cry that wept power into the Lands below, catching heed to any tuned ear that the shout caressed. =-
-= The howl dispelled, coursing through the wilderness as Mohokave rocked lightly, chest thrust against the heave of sinew as he moved, forelegs pulsing, churning with the flux of soils. An intricate pattern did the paws fall against, avoiding the flourishing stalks of blossoming flowers, not wishing to crush the beauty of the WindCatcher Lands with mindless wander. Tail was flippant and proud as it waved above the sloping back, a merry banner to any creature that laid eyes upon the dashing wolven. He was delighted to be home again, for the comforts of home felt like nothing other. -=
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