Let time stand still {open}

[TABi]

Time is the illness...

Tab

The sound of water trickling was the only thing to be heard in silent forest. No critter dared to stir as the wolves roamed again. The snow just seemed to be melting on this lonely river. It dripped slowly from the tips of the long grass into the river. The river was dark, foreboding. It was mid day and light still could not penetrate the water.

Tab pushed through brushes, following the scent of water. He had been living off of snow for the past few months. Fresh water was all he wanted. He was nearing closer and closer. Until he was there. It was an eerie sight. The dark water slowing running to an unknown source, the snow, clearly untouched all winter. The small wolf moved closer to the river, head low with curiosity. He gazed at his refection in the dark water, barely able to make out his form. He moved in closer to the water to peer at himself a little clearer. As he face was about to touch the water, a powerful splash came at his face, startled, he tripped into the water. He started wiggling wildly, attempting to pull himself out. His hind paw caught on something large. His head moved back, trying to get a glance at what he hit. It was moving. He yelped slightly as whatever it was was stuck on him. In midst of his failing, he was able to get the front half of him up on the bank. The small wolf had difficulty getting out but he managed to do it. Tab dragged himself across the snow, exhausted. He looked back at the river, it had a slight red tinge to its color now. The fun was not over yet though. Not by a long shot.

He glanced at his paw, wondering whatever in the world could have he gotten stuck on. A chortle came out of his mouth as he saw a small fish caught on his claws. His laughter grew so hard that it was almost unbearable. All of this was because of a little fish. The fish must have also splashed him. What a joke. He was freaking out over nothing. Of course.

He took a moment to brush of that little embarrassment, luckily this place was almost completely abandoned. He shook off the now dead fish and walked over to it, he couldn't let it go to wast now could he? He hadn't eaten in so long. His stomach was defiantly yearning some fish. He viciously devoured the small fish, leaving only the bone. He even consumed the guts. He yawned and stretched out after his small meal, licking his lips. He trotted back to the river for a quick drink. He paused for a moment as he was the once black river was now bright red. He turned his head to the side, puzzled on how that could have happened. He looked up at the sun, nothing out of the ordinary. He brushed it off as nothing, lapping up some water. He shook his head to rid himself of some of the water. He glanced around for a moment, trying to find a suitable place to settle down for a while. He was still dripping wet and needed shelter. He let out a huff of exasperation, as he started to shiver. That water was much colder than he thought, and lying in the snow would kill the small beast.

He wasn't going to die here. He needed some more time.

...That makes you cry out in pain

[JUDE ☂]

[ooc// Is this open by any chance? XD]

[TABi]

[OOC// *points to open sign* x3 yes yes it ^^]

[♫ Blue ♫]

t u v i a

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s m i l i n g as the shit comes dow_n

A great beast prowled in the forest with absolute certainty and resolve in every step his massive paws took. His hauntingly silver eyes scanned over the sleepy snow terrain with a calm expression. He was searching for young fawn he'd been trailing for a few weeks, waiting for it to get weaker and weaker by not allowing it to eat. Every time it would move to eat, he would drive it away from any possibility of eating. Recently, he'd had to give it a birth of a few miles in order to scent mark the trees to warn off bears from this area; even if the bears didn't heed his warning, it was worth a try. And no doubt that fawn had to be weak by now.

The ebony wolf moved over the ground with swift determination, but at the same time there was a grace to his movements that was characteristic of the wolf. He seemed to drift over the snow, a black ghost in a sea of white. The wolf noticed that vegetation was beginning to sprout from beneath the icy prison they had been held captive in for a few months. He needed to find that fawn before it found food. He picked up the pace and moved into a steady lope that he knew he'd be able to keep up until he found the deer.

An hour or so, the wolf found an imprint in the snow of the fawn's body. He sniffed it, noting that there was dead skin where the fawn had lain which indicated that it was probably diseased or malnourished. The male's tongue hung out the side of his mouth as he picked up the pace even more from excitement of being hot on the fawn's trail. Suddenly the fawn appeared before him, but he was too excited to stop. He flew through the air onto the unsuspecting fawn. His teeth met the small creature's neck and in a spray of blood, the fawn was dead.

Happily, Tuvia howled in rejoice of having another meal secured. Hunger tore at his belly and his mouth burned at the taste of blood. However, something disturbed the satisfied hunter. To his left there was a seemingly placid river, but out of nowhere a random flailing form made the large wolf jump. He could resist hunger no longer, and began to tare at the delicate flesh of the fawn, all the while watching the flailing form in the water. He had no idea it was a wolf until the other wolf dragged himself onto the bank of the river. Tuvia observed the other wolf laughing and then eating with half-interest, but mostly he was just enjoying reaping the benefits of a couple of weeks hunting. When he'd eaten more than his fill, there was still plenty left, so he decided to do the right thing and share with the smaller wolf.

Tuvia approached the other wolf with his tail down and his ears perked forward in a friendly and non-threatening manner. He approached the other wolf casually, who was shivering from the cold, and blinked his expresive eyes with interest. "Hey there, m' name's Tuvia. I've got some left over deer and I hate birds so I'd rather share it with you," Tuvia said with a half-smile.