09-15-2018, 04:52 PM
He will never truly understand what it means to learn without a brain to savor it. Only through observation- through memory and words that are unintelligible to these sensible creatures. he wants to understand and maybe this is the closest he can get to it- a taste; not born of blood but hunger all the same. It is not a discovery so much as it is a reminder. Watching the pair hunt together gives a familiar pang to the smallest present. Like this, the dark browns of his body and the near black plumage surrounding his face make good camouflage. He is a child born of ferocity and instinct, with emotions and without a mind to be able to understand. (and maybe there is a tragedy in that)
But here- delta lifts her head to regard the German Shepard- and ament sees a connection- finds a similarity to the way that his own pack regard's mother. Is this German Shepard their parent? Is this the meaning of alpha? Virgo prickles beside him, silent with a silent snarl clear on her features, making her displeasure known- her disgust of the two before them clear to him. Alpha- if anyone he knew was an alpha it would be her. Fierce and resolute where Exodus is brittle and he is curious. - With his sisters, it could easily be seen as a weakness, and as his sister- his alpha walks off Ament feels the desire to follow as he always had. An instinct to remain close should anything happen- should Exodus find them- maybe they too could go hunting.
Ament has never truly craved to become a leader, content with his stand in his own pack. He may not lead but he has a voice with them. While his sister's can bicker and decide amongst themselves who is the true leader- Ament will busy himself in trying to understand other's, so that they better have a chance to survive this world together. Because everything about his world evolves around this. His sister's and his mother, their land and their friendlies. It is their's and it is not this group before him. They are savage- and they do not try to understand. They tear their way through and they are reckless in their survival. His own claw's click softly into the soil in a taste of agitation. They have hunted today, and the stench of their other hunts are close by enough to keep him from heading any closer. But now he is hungry- Dark colbalt eyes land on Owen's own catch- and feel's like snatching it from him. The boar is too big for Ament to get away with, but the rabbit- maybe. And with delta busy and Owen busy. he himself turns away to try and gather his sister's attention.
A loud chirp escapes him, settling into an insistent chattering in attempts to catch Virgo's attention by running alongside her and stopping. Swinging his own tail- he turns his head back towards Owen's direction. his own darker crest slightly raised in the question. The sent of prey- of blood is enough to stir both their instincts, but if VIrgo wants to stake a challenge - cause a little mischief with their own alpha then he will follow, if she thinks they are better without causing trouble he will follow her. It is merely an idea. But already he feels the tale-tell signs of the hunt in him, the drum of something inside him beating faster- he knows his sister to an extent, and feels like she will not let go of a challenge that Ament has presented her with.
But here- delta lifts her head to regard the German Shepard- and ament sees a connection- finds a similarity to the way that his own pack regard's mother. Is this German Shepard their parent? Is this the meaning of alpha? Virgo prickles beside him, silent with a silent snarl clear on her features, making her displeasure known- her disgust of the two before them clear to him. Alpha- if anyone he knew was an alpha it would be her. Fierce and resolute where Exodus is brittle and he is curious. - With his sisters, it could easily be seen as a weakness, and as his sister- his alpha walks off Ament feels the desire to follow as he always had. An instinct to remain close should anything happen- should Exodus find them- maybe they too could go hunting.
Ament has never truly craved to become a leader, content with his stand in his own pack. He may not lead but he has a voice with them. While his sister's can bicker and decide amongst themselves who is the true leader- Ament will busy himself in trying to understand other's, so that they better have a chance to survive this world together. Because everything about his world evolves around this. His sister's and his mother, their land and their friendlies. It is their's and it is not this group before him. They are savage- and they do not try to understand. They tear their way through and they are reckless in their survival. His own claw's click softly into the soil in a taste of agitation. They have hunted today, and the stench of their other hunts are close by enough to keep him from heading any closer. But now he is hungry- Dark colbalt eyes land on Owen's own catch- and feel's like snatching it from him. The boar is too big for Ament to get away with, but the rabbit- maybe. And with delta busy and Owen busy. he himself turns away to try and gather his sister's attention.
A loud chirp escapes him, settling into an insistent chattering in attempts to catch Virgo's attention by running alongside her and stopping. Swinging his own tail- he turns his head back towards Owen's direction. his own darker crest slightly raised in the question. The sent of prey- of blood is enough to stir both their instincts, but if VIrgo wants to stake a challenge - cause a little mischief with their own alpha then he will follow, if she thinks they are better without causing trouble he will follow her. It is merely an idea. But already he feels the tale-tell signs of the hunt in him, the drum of something inside him beating faster- he knows his sister to an extent, and feels like she will not let go of a challenge that Ament has presented her with.
ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴡ // ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ- ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪᴛ.
made by wisker
I LET THE ANGER GO—
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE
AND MOTHER NATURE FOUND IT'S PLACE