Thorn lashes out at the doll as it flits away into the sky.
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Thorn runs in to the opposite corner of the girl and tries to pull down the thing that has everyone's attention.
Thorn turns his nose into the wind hoping to catch scent of the rabbit he just heard speak.
Thorn shakes off his sleep and follows the girl out into the snow. He begins running around to get behind the weasel. This rabbit is huge!!!! Yumm!
Thorn engaged in the chase circles around to get behind the remaining skeleton. His bite does not land, but his position should help his packmates.
Arriving opposite the skeleton Thorn does what his instinct and training insist he should do. He bites at the thing! The skeleton's femur crunches into grit in the mouth as he pulls back, dragging the thing of it's feet.
Crossing the bridge at the girl's heels Thorn can feel every twitch and slip on the ice. Cold good. Slip Bad! No rabbits here! He is very nervous and not at all interested in what's going on past his own paws.
The trail outside is cold and at first the wolf is sore. As the short journey goes on Thorn finds his strength and get back to his normal self. He looks back and sees the girl talking to the man. No! Come chase rabbits with me! Thorn trots back grinning at the horses, Only if the girl wants to eat you! He returns to the girl's side and licks her hand, Chase?
Flash of light, the girl is safe... Thorn collapses from the biting cold unleashed from the destroyed skeletons.
Thorn growls and snaps at the skeleton the girl missed.
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Thorn follows the girl into the building and launches himself at one of the other pack's members. With a tear of flesh, his teeth sink into the man's leg and he immediately releases him knowing this rabbit can't run now!
Thorn's fur stands up, bristling, reflecting the girl's stance. His sensitive nose is assaulted by the stink-of-man. He leans forward, as if ready to rush into a fight for the next meal.
Thorn pulls back from the frozen thing, confused about how it stayed on its feet. Thorn lunges in again trying to get a better grasp of a leg. for and a However, his attack is sluggish and the icy thing shifts away easily.
Thorn turns and barrels towards the thing that comes from the ice, doing his best to protect the girl. for and
Thorn yelps with the crashing ringing sound then settles into a low crouch waiting.
Thorn feels the prick under his fur and begins growling. He turns his head, much slower than he should, and sees a blue-girl-thing in a tree. His growl deepens and he starts to move towards her. His legs feel leaden, heavy and frozen. He stumbles as he turns and barely manages to keep his snout out of the snow. He lurches through the snow towards the tree, his yellow eyes narrowed at the blue-girl-thing.
Thorn lunges in lowand snaps at the thing. for and His teeth dig in, but he lacks the size to drag the thing down.
Thorn smells the thing in the snow and closes to it, charging in at the last minute to bring it down. for and
Snuffling every so often in the snow, Thorn runs with the girl, Rabbits? Hunt!? No! Danger! He follows the girl and when he catches the smell of the thing he realizes it may be time to drag it down and eat it. I hope it tastes like rabbit! He long stride carry him away from the girl, and around the thing hidden in the snow.
Thorn mopes about, following the girl. I wanted Rabbit! Tired, too.
As Greyston moves to Nasrin's side he bares teeth, maybe as a threat, maybe as a plea to the man trying to help his girl. As the man inspects her, he licks his face and whines. Those weren't rabbits! Rabbits don't bite back!
Thorn lays next to the girl and sets his head on his paws, looking to Corum to fix her.
Thorn continues harrying the zombie between Corum and himself. for and a
Following the Pack, Thorn shifts around the zombie to best advantage, then he lunges. The wolf doesn't even react when the girl collapses under the prey's assault. These aren't rabbits!
The girl gives his second favorite command, "Attack" and Thorn bounds away, around the fight, until he is behind it and then he lunges into the fray.
The wolf leans into the girl and licks her face; he listens for the words he knows and gives a whole mouth grin when she says, Hunt He jumps off into the snow, hoping she means for rabbit, but knowing he will hunt anything.
A sound on the wind. She is calling me! This rabbit will be caught another day. Thorn turns his rolling gait arond a tree and barrels towards the sound of his packmate's call. Better hunting with her!
Thorn wakes from his dreams of rabbits. His nose twitches as he begins to stand up. He can't describe it, but he knows something is getting ready to change... AAArrroooooo!! The lone wolf howls into the setting sun, hoping his pack-mate can hear him.
Nosing about in the woods, his nose a riot with the smells of spring, the wolf called Thorn suddenly remembers he was supposed to be somewhere. He lopes back to the grove his friend had set him to guard and he plops down and promptly falls asleep. His dreams are rabbits, chase and snatch. Then snow. Rabbits taste just the same no matter the weather. Thorn sleeps and dreams happily waiting for the girl to come back. |