01-20-2020, 10:42 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]Survival, that term was unknown to her until now. She had thrived under her matriarch's rule. They had made a formidable opponent to any of the neighboring groups. They didn't need males to have pups. They'd just suddenly appear and Caesar claimed that they were a gift from the universe. Everything was. The universe loved them. How simple and proud life had been, before she was thrust into reality. Still, she held on to these beliefs, because they were everything she had known. She hoped that if she could continue living like that, she would feel better about running away like a coward, leaving her packmates to whatever fate awaited them.
She caught the scent of Kaito before he arrived and she hurriedly gulped down a mouthful of food, raising her bloodstained muzzle to look him in the eye. He could easily pass off as prey, with his size. Virgil had taken down animals much larger, but she could hardly see Kaito as a threat. He was male though, and she had been indoctrinated with an intense feeling of hatred and disgust toward their kind. She couldn't trust him. "What do you take me for? Some scavenger?"
Virgil could take some pride in the fact of her African wild dog nature. They always ate their prey freshly killed and never checked decomposing carcasses. Though the rodent, which had long ears and hind legs, was something new to her, she wouldn't have chased after it if it seemed bad. Privately, she did fear of catching 'cancer' whatever it was, but she wasn't going to show fear.
The tortoiseshell canine began to loose a lot more confidence when a tigress showed up and after her, a lion. This put her on edge, and instead of fight or flight, she froze. Just like last time. She glanced back and forth, eyeing their jaws, remembering so easily how their mouths had fit over the skull of her deputy and crushed everything inside. She took everything in, the unique markings of the tigress and the mane of the lion. If she could exploit his weakness of having one eye, perhaps she could hold her own up her. Her distrust of Aurum was rooted in the same reason she didn't like Kaito, which was something that was beyond his power, his gender. He seemed rather laid back, however, considering he had just found a foreigner on his lands.
"My name is Virgil." She said. "What are you, some strange pride of lion-feline things? Why do you care about my well-being?" She was doomed if she couldn't find a community. Her catch today was a lucky one. The problem would be in finding a community that would allow an African wild dog indoctrinated with misandry and absolutism.
She caught the scent of Kaito before he arrived and she hurriedly gulped down a mouthful of food, raising her bloodstained muzzle to look him in the eye. He could easily pass off as prey, with his size. Virgil had taken down animals much larger, but she could hardly see Kaito as a threat. He was male though, and she had been indoctrinated with an intense feeling of hatred and disgust toward their kind. She couldn't trust him. "What do you take me for? Some scavenger?"
Virgil could take some pride in the fact of her African wild dog nature. They always ate their prey freshly killed and never checked decomposing carcasses. Though the rodent, which had long ears and hind legs, was something new to her, she wouldn't have chased after it if it seemed bad. Privately, she did fear of catching 'cancer' whatever it was, but she wasn't going to show fear.
The tortoiseshell canine began to loose a lot more confidence when a tigress showed up and after her, a lion. This put her on edge, and instead of fight or flight, she froze. Just like last time. She glanced back and forth, eyeing their jaws, remembering so easily how their mouths had fit over the skull of her deputy and crushed everything inside. She took everything in, the unique markings of the tigress and the mane of the lion. If she could exploit his weakness of having one eye, perhaps she could hold her own up her. Her distrust of Aurum was rooted in the same reason she didn't like Kaito, which was something that was beyond his power, his gender. He seemed rather laid back, however, considering he had just found a foreigner on his lands.
"My name is Virgil." She said. "What are you, some strange pride of lion-feline things? Why do you care about my well-being?" She was doomed if she couldn't find a community. Her catch today was a lucky one. The problem would be in finding a community that would allow an African wild dog indoctrinated with misandry and absolutism.