Running Wild

[teef]

  -- an amused rumble would leave the epicyon, gaze narrowing as they child bounced from his hut and to his paws, "easy there. easy. hunting you say?", he would muse in some humor and amusement, watching the way that the child widened his stance. oh how frightening, he would think in tempered thought, chuckling softly. "well, young one, why don't you show me how you hunt?", he would suggest in a low rumble, licking at his lips. puffing out a breath, he would come closer to sniff the child, "where are your parents or siblings, little loner?", he would ask as he took in the myriad of scents upon the strange hybrid, nose wrinkling at the scents from the furs that he wore. "playing, hmn? it seems rather lonesome to play by yourself.", he would laugh.

SHOW ME YOUR BEAUTIFUL ANGER
-- speaks in #03254C -- the mad dog