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Subject: A Hunter Who is Hunted..

Author:
Kazan

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Date Posted: 22:22:57 08/26/04 Thu
In reply to: ^ Tony ^ 's message, "^ Deadly Bite ^" on 20:12:08 08/26/04 Thu

dial shifting at the sound in the shadows. being in human form he could not smell as well as he did in wolf but he could smell enough through heightened sense to know that it was feline. green pools piercing the night he finds the cat in its hiding place still watching the other from the corner of his eye. beginning to feel trapped and curious he looks back to the male before shifting faster the a human eye could follow. the sword that had been slung over his shoulder now laying across the length of his back. audits twitching as he takes everything in he moves forward quite used to the sword and the way it laid. nostrils flaring he tilts his cranium as he moves in the direction of the feline his strides gracefully silent. moving to a lope through the shadows he leaps forward. his leap aimed to make him land over the feline, if it did not move. a lobe following the movements of the other he had left behind. his well muscled frame standing over the feline, also if he did not move first, his ebony pelt standing on end. while razor edged daggers slide into view. a unearthly growl moving through his throat. banner held straight out he snaps his jaws but does not move to bite yet.

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Kyan
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Date Posted: 08:09:21 08/27/04 Fri

Ky felt the other creature shift, but couldn’t follow it. He just suddenly felt the powerful urge to hiss and do the stereotypical cat things. But, before he could, the wolf leaped. The male shifter, being slow from exhaustion, didn’t react fast enough, and the canine stood over him, snapping his doggy head off. No bite attempt though. That was always a good thing.

Ky tried to remember what a proper sign of respect was for wolves. Oh yeah. The belly-up thing. The male of twenty and one years slowly, as to show he wasn’t trying anything, dropped to the ground and rolled to reveal his soft white pelt under his spots. After that, Ky prayed that he wasn’t about to be chomped up. Of course he would fight back, but he wasn't the fighter, he was the meek slave who did what the Master asked. Most of the time that is.