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Three Thousand Club
Eliza Barnes
Eliza giggled, rushing through and winding between the trees as she heard Astiel speak. “And it took me a damn while!” She exclaimed back, her plump lips twisting into a smug smirk. There wasn’t much of a chance of Astiel beating her in the end because he didn’t actually know the way as to where to go. But, she liked to pin it to the fact that she was faster, although she may not have been faster. The cool air whipped it’s slender fingers through her air, and the sharp sensation at her scalp was only driving her forwards at an even faster rate. The running itself was warming her body, and the way the wind cooled her down helped drastically to continue.
Though, Eliza felt herself suddenly stopping, the unfamiliar scent of someone’s blood engulfing her nostrils. Pausing momentarily, she clenched her jaw, nose pointing to the direction of the very strong aroma. It was not Haven blood, yet it was practically in the territory. Eliza couldn’t risk possible harm to her family, so she clenched her fists, debating as to whether to shift or not, but instead she held her breath, and turned to face Astiel. “Just stay here a moment,” she mumbled before storming off eastwards, following the heavily unfamiliar scent with ease. It was a stupid mistake to edge on Pack territory where one didn’t belong, especially when wounded. That would draw wolves to attack the intruder almost immediately. “Stupid,” she whispered under her breath as she ran.
Noting the strange man running after a rabbit near territory with a spear, she felt herself scoff in disbelief. He really thought he could hunt in haven territory? By right, the rabbit was theirs, not some damn loner’s. Chasing him silently, she followed as he hunted in a rather not stealthy fashion, and perhaps, Eliza considered, rather clumsily. Though stealthy herself, she stormed into the bushes, grabbing the white bunny by the neck and holding it in her grasp a good metre or so away from the man. Her focus on hunting all those years really paid off in moments like these. Had she not caught the rabbit, that would’ve been too embarrassing to say the least. “This is Haven territory,” Eliza stood straight, giving him her best angry glare. “So this is Haven prey.” The rabbit squirmed in her grasp, but she held it there’s tightly. “You need to leave.” Her voice grew stern as she clenched her jaw, preparing for possible attack. “Now,” she growled, taking a threatening step forwards.
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Eliza giggled, rushing through and winding between the trees as she heard Astiel speak. “And it took me a damn while!” She exclaimed back, her plump lips twisting into a smug smirk. There wasn’t much of a chance of Astiel beating her in the end because he didn’t actually know the way as to where to go. But, she liked to pin it to the fact that she was faster, although she may not have been faster. The cool air whipped it’s slender fingers through her air, and the sharp sensation at her scalp was only driving her forwards at an even faster rate. The running itself was warming her body, and the way the wind cooled her down helped drastically to continue.
Though, Eliza felt herself suddenly stopping, the unfamiliar scent of someone’s blood engulfing her nostrils. Pausing momentarily, she clenched her jaw, nose pointing to the direction of the very strong aroma. It was not Haven blood, yet it was practically in the territory. Eliza couldn’t risk possible harm to her family, so she clenched her fists, debating as to whether to shift or not, but instead she held her breath, and turned to face Astiel. “Just stay here a moment,” she mumbled before storming off eastwards, following the heavily unfamiliar scent with ease. It was a stupid mistake to edge on Pack territory where one didn’t belong, especially when wounded. That would draw wolves to attack the intruder almost immediately. “Stupid,” she whispered under her breath as she ran.
Noting the strange man running after a rabbit near territory with a spear, she felt herself scoff in disbelief. He really thought he could hunt in haven territory? By right, the rabbit was theirs, not some damn loner’s. Chasing him silently, she followed as he hunted in a rather not stealthy fashion, and perhaps, Eliza considered, rather clumsily. Though stealthy herself, she stormed into the bushes, grabbing the white bunny by the neck and holding it in her grasp a good metre or so away from the man. Her focus on hunting all those years really paid off in moments like these. Had she not caught the rabbit, that would’ve been too embarrassing to say the least. “This is Haven territory,” Eliza stood straight, giving him her best angry glare. “So this is Haven prey.” The rabbit squirmed in her grasp, but she held it there’s tightly. “You need to leave.” Her voice grew stern as she clenched her jaw, preparing for possible attack. “Now,” she growled, taking a threatening step forwards.
WolfOfProphecys Raider dog