Where do you think you're going? - moose hunt by LaylaBlackwolf, literature
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Where do you think you're going? - moose hunt
“Zevran hold still I’m still tying my stuff down.” Luke huffed tugging the restraining straps down on the saddle bags.
The grey dun whined and shifted his weight from paw to paw anxiously he knew today was going to be a good day. The fact that he was going to be hunting had Zev itching to get started and with a partner he knew at least a little was an added bonus. Claws flexing into the turf he scanned the treeline wondering what the quarry would be hunting, turning to Dakota he chuffed asking that very question. The brown eyed him with similarly shaded blue iris’ and grunt whined before shaking his head the lupine ve
Just a wanderin' - Exploration 1 by LaylaBlackwolf, literature
Literature
Just a wanderin' - Exploration 1
Mika shifted in the saddle stretching her lower back trying to free the kinks knotted there, a similar groan of discomfort from her other companion said he was just as stiff as her. Dakota was taking point today while Zev and Luke followed alongside, they’d been alternating days for about a week now scouting the outer territories. Luke was a new companion, but he was welcome company, he claimed that his sister was up in the Tartok Mountains with her toko on that Dire expedition. “She is crazy to try going up there but there is no stopping her, I’m just hoping she doesn’t try to go after and bring home one.” She h
An unexpected hunter - hunting by LaylaBlackwolf, literature
Literature
An unexpected hunter - hunting
Voodoo blinked in the mid morning sun, the light glancing off the frozen mountain peaks blinding him momentarily. The massive dire breathed deeply, letting the clean crisp air fill his lungs and his nose with the mornings scents. Newly grown grass and freshly churned earth were the strongest, but the smell of running water and snow were next, followed by the undertones of the small prey animals that occupied this territory. However small prey was not on his radar today, this hunt was about the caribou. With the spring snows finally melted, the herds were migrating back to the valleys to feed on the new grasses and for the pregnant females to
Swimming with sea wolves - fishing expidition by LaylaBlackwolf, literature
Literature
Swimming with sea wolves - fishing expidition
“Voodoo! Where are you, ya sneaky bastard?!” Mika hollered from her tents entrance, since at present she was only wearing one sock and boot.
While she had her other shoe in hand, the left wool and fleece sock was MIA. Now most would assume that they had misplaced it, or it was lost in the bottom of the sleeping bag, or it was just hidden in the pack amongst other articles of clothing. She immediately suspected the dire Tokota had snatched it when she had left to relieve herself early this morning, a theory that held merit since big grey Toko was nowhere to be seen. They had moved their camp from the fresh water rivers and lakes t