Zodiak was exploring a short distance from the territory, keeping closer to home while helping fulfil the desires of the tsars to learn the land. He'd stumbled across a small expanse of water and slowly trailed it's edge with paws sloshing through the muddy banks. Everything was relatively quiet until strange gutteral sounds echoed off not far from him. Head tilted and body crouched slightly, creeping forward. It took a moment for him to distinguish the grayed feathers against the mud and water but eventually they were clear as day. New prey was always something exciting; a new challange and new flavors to enhance the pallet. Tongue swiped acrosss his lips and frame slinked to the side, trailing a half circle to come up behind the feathered creatures. As he neared them their sounds only grew louder (oblivious as they were), it was actually rather annoying. He fought the urge to shake his head, creeping as close as possible before frame lurched forward in a frenzy of squaks and flying feathers. One however, was not so lucky and found imprisonment between his jaws. It's legs kicked up at him, scraping at his chest while elongated neck curved so beak could peck at his face. Good thing he'd already lost that eye. Fangs sunk deeper and he gave an enthusiastic shake before the life finally faded from the creature and it fall limp in his grasp. Yay--winning! Proud of his giant bird he'd trot back toward the den happily with tail swishing and head held high. Reaching the courtyard he'd set the bird down and let out a heavy bark to grab the attention of anyone near. HEY GUYS COME LOOK AT THIS THING!!
Mote lay sprawled out in the mud on the bank of the river, her body soaked as she panted heavily. She'd done it! Starting south of Vechnyy's camp she had worked her way up river, swimming against the current took nearly every fiber of her being and now she was feeling extremely worn out. Muscles twitching and aching she'd push herself up slowly before turning her head toward the river. Even though Mote made it this far it was not yet her goal...for now however she'd have to take a break. Starting south again she'd follow the river she had only just exited from until where she had begun breathing having settled on the journey back. Head lowering she'd snatch up the trout she had managed to catch for herself before the trek up river as a prize for her future endeavors. Surprisingly nothing had taken the fish that was abandoned in the wide open...Mote would learn a lesson later if she left food lying around, but today was not that day! Deciding to head for home she'd hope to find her Mommah in the courtyard however upon arriving it was not mommy dearest, rather a rather dirty uncle Zodi barking for attention. Dark eyes woul blink as she looked to his paws noting the large long legged bird. What. On. Earth. Mote had never seen such a creature before. Trout would be dropped as her head lowered, dark eyes filled with pup-like curiousity. Uncle Zodi always brought the most interesting things home to eat. Nose outstretching for the creature she wouldn't roll on it like she had the sheep, nooo she was so much more mature now. To be honest she was a bit scared of the thing...when finally close enough to touch it she would extend her nose outwards a bit more before jerking her head back. ACK. It was not fluffy in the slightest...what was it covered in!? "What....is...Where is fur? Why is it so...Mote doesn't understand..." Poor dear...She didn't really have much experience with birds....
Zodiak had to admit he wasn't completely sure about the thing he'd just captured. Sure sure it was a bird yes he got that much, but it was much larger than any other bird he'd seen and the sounds it made were quite confusing. No matter, it was food now hurhur. Mote's approach was greeted with a happy sway of his tail and curious gaze as he watched her creep up on the thing as if it'd spring back to life and attack. Toothy grin crossed his muzzle and he half thought of scaring her but nahh, let the youngster be curious. He snorted with amusement at her reaction, shaking his head "It's a bird... Have you not seen birds before?" OBVIOUSLY she'd seen birds but has she seen one dead and upclose like this? He figured not. Frame crept forward, to investigate with her, "Their feathers... Not everything has fur like us... these, protect from water er-- Keeps them warm" He'd lurch jaws at the thing's shoulders, grabbing a hunk of feathers and tearing them away to reveal the delicate skin beneath. With an exagerated shake of his muzzle, he'd send the feathers floating around everywhere before turning attention back to mote, "Wanna tr---" Voice cut short at the sudden outburst from behind. Head turned to allow gaze to settle on monro and a quiet sigh escaped him. Another member he'd have to work with--oh wait. LIGHT---BULB!!! Nose followed her approach, facial features cringing some as her scent wafted his way. Shit...shit...keep it together zod..meat--fighting--guts--blood...bl...ood... OH GDI! A low growl rumbled in his chest as she neared, more a reaction to her stench than the wolf herself. "You should be in the den..." he rumbled quietly, gaze narrowing moreso toward her rear end. He'd shake the thought and gaze to mote, "Wanna play a game?" mischevious glint in his eye was obvious as toothy grin slowly formed. "You wanna try this bird?" he'd grin from her to monro "you two fight, winner gets first bite... However...Not all fights involve the use of teeth, so the rules of this fight are no teeth, if you draw blood you lose" he'd grin between the two before stepping back, giving them little time for options "Go" he'd snap
Mote would stare as he spoke, soaking in the knowledge like a sponge she'd nod. "Feathers...." she would repeat and twitch that little nub of hers. Taking a step back as he went for the creature she'd squeal as the feathers were torn away and floating about. OOOH FUNNN! As he'd begun asking it'd be to late anyway she was already going for the creatures wing unable to quite grasp the consept of tearing the feathers out of the body. Rather she chewed and nommed on the wing thrashing her head about until soggy feathers were pulled away in her muzzle. Fluffy nub would flail wildly with excitment she'd not even noticed Monro's presense, that was until Zodiak's growl was heard. Head lifting to him with a dopy feather filled smile she would blink as he seemed to be interested in something else. Hmm? Mote would look to the woman and tilt her head. Ohh yes. That one lady...Mote met her before....and seen her with Vad...hmm....eyes squinting she'd think carefully about the woman before ears perked to Zodiak's voice once more. "Game!?" she'd repeat and give full attention to Zodi, wiggling in place. Try the bird!? Hmm well she'd taken a mouth full of feathers and wasn't all to interested in eating it yet, HOWEVER if it would impress Uncle Zodi she'd do anything!! "Fight? With no teeth?" she'd question blinking those dark eyes of hers, though now was too late for questions as he gave the word 'Go'. Body jumped with surprise as she whipped around as quickly as possible to face the woman..Ahhh Whaaat?!
Monro cocked a glance at Zodiak wearing an arched brow; what the hell was he going on about, though when he offered the strange looking bird as a prize her interest quickly peaked. Curt nod was given before woman flashed a playful scowl in the child's direction letting a low growl rumble her chest, lurching forward head tucked to the side before swinging sideways like a bat. If that had been avoided woman would have been pressed against the others chest, limbs wrapped around the inside of her steps hoping to create a domino effect.
Mote was hit rather easily with the first blow, sending her staggering to the side for a moment before weight shifted and she balanced herself. A soft groan would escape as she shook her head, body still sore from the draining work-out earlier. No time to think about it now, there was much to do in order to impress uncle zodi! Body then heaved toward the woman head lowering to knock into her ribcage, before pushing upward hoping to knock the woman over, had Monro been turned around in time Mote would have tried to headbutt into her chest instead. Mote was told not to rely on her weight in all fights, however perhaps this was the sort she'd need to? after all. No teeth allowed, and it wasn't like she'd get snapped up like she had with Drakov.
Monro took the slight stagger as an oppertuinty to push her further by bashing her skull against the thick of her neck and back, snarling lowly legs again seeked to wrap across her paws giving another push. Light grunt escaped lips as the childs skull bashed against the side of her frame causing woman to take a step to the side, leaning into the weight before trying to wrap an aimed limb across her nape. No blood, hm well this will lead to an intresting show of dominance quite quickly."
Mote's claws would imbedded themselves into the dirt as she would try to remain steady an firm to where she was planted. A growl would rumble from her while their heads thudded against eachothers bodies, oi this was weird. Allowing the woman to lift her leg over Mote's neck, she could only wonder what was Monro going to do with that up there? Head would lower as she held the womans leg up, front legs then would push up off the ground sending herself upwards against the woman. Body would have twisted and turned in the process in order to shake the woman off hopefully sending her on her ass, If this had not worked she'd have attempted to push her head further beneath the woman, nosing her way about in attempts to shake her balance.
Monro felt grip tighten as the child squirmed beneath her weight, limbs tucking themselves against the folds of her back legs; as she buckled forward crotch came into contact with her face. Lofty growl soon escaped lips as she shifted about tugging at the back muscules so not to draw blood, even using her growls as a warning for other things to come. Finally body was in postion and she had a tight grip, hips slowly worked forward as she let out a pleased murmur.
Zodiak was rather pleased to see the two jump to the occation so quickly. Part of him still worried his rank would not hold desired power against the lowers but it seemed it was holding strong for now. Head lowered to grasp the crane and drag it to the side a bit, pulling it from reach while he stood, observing. He'd take mental note of mistakes and prowess, peparing a quick lesson for them when this was to end. Frame shifted into a slow, dragging pace. Back and forth he'd stride as he watched, tail flicking every now and then. It was hard to ignore the scent that was wafting about... very hard and the fact that the two ladies were fighting only increased the difficulty of ignoring such things. Lip curled unknowingly, a reflex to his current struggle as he tried to keep in motion and keep mind focused on the task at hand. A swing of the hips, a knock to the ribs, and then finally the girls seemed to wiggle themselves into quite the akward position. He paused mid-step, watching closely until the thrust of hip was noted. A strain was felt in his throat, eyes stuck mezmorized for a moment and feeling the steady wave of electricity traveling down his spine--NO GFDI NO NO NO!! Heavy bark echoed out that trailed into a snarl as he rushed to them, forcing himself between the two bodies to separate and end the fight. "That's enough..." he'd snarl toward monro, trying his best to look angry but looking rather uncomfortable. Ok ok break this weirdness up. "You both fought well, and being pack, you share." another lesson for the two--bonding. Sometimes fights weren't always about winning or ending up on top, but about securing bond between pack. "But first... Tell me, what did you learn from all of this?" Gaze would shift between the two, trying his best to remember all the highlights of his own training with vadi.
Mote's attempt to knock her off balance was hardly noticed, no time to really think of anything else as the woman found some way to mount her face. Uhhh. K? Mote had no idea what was going on, she'd snort and hack before ripping backward away from the stench. Eww. It was then Zodi got in between and she'd side step and sneeze. Head shaking as she found her balance again she would grumble, her muscles were so sore. Ears would flick as she turned her attention to Zodiak's voice, eyes blinking. Share? Well uhh okay? Though Mote was still not so sure about the bird, or whether she was daring enough to eat it. Even though she enjoys the flavor of rottig flesh and roadkill....what a nut. As for his question she only had one answer as it was still...in her face. "She Stinks." Snorting again mote would lift a paw and rub at her scarred muzzle before allowing herself to lay down and let the other paw in on the rubbing action. Get It Off.
Monro groaned lightly as Zodiak cam bursting in the scene to ruin her dominate, lustfilled and sex-driven pulse forward; COCK BLOCKING BITCH! A gentle snap was given to his cheek as he peeled them apart "I was so close" she hissed lightly pacing about with a huff brows arched at his question "Teeth arn't your only weapon, your body to work in motion." Orbs peeled towards the child oggling her with a sideways glance "You do too, but I didn't point that out" slow playful blink was given as she moved toward the bird away from the duo examining it with a tilted glance "It's rather big for a bird."
Zodiak's body burst through the fray and for a moment he was overwhelmed. Oh hell this was a bad idea. In order to push between them, nose was dangerously close to the source of the devil purfume. Instinctive growl rumbled deep within and as monro snapped toward his face he nearly lost it, releasing a bellowing growl and heavy snap toward her muzzle. Whether he succeded in clamping down or not didn't matter, however if he did he'd give a firm shake before releasing. Don't fkng test me, I will hump your butthole! Oh! hey good idea.. note-to-self 'hump buttholes'. Monro's comment only received hardened gaze that softened into a smirk, "Aw, bad luck" he'd coo, ignoring the minute duel in the back of his head --yeah so was I...-- AHEM. When things settled he proceded with the lesson, looking first to mote as she responded. He did his best to not bust out laughing and instead grinned toward monro as she added her input "True." he'd gaze between both "Teeth aren't your only weapons and when your cannot bite you need to know how to use your body to your own advantage." It was his job to train them for battle and if they were to win against a muzzle-biter they'd have to have more skill on their arsenal. "Keep that in mind while you fight, your whole body is a weapon that can help you or hinder you..." He watched as monro motioned toward the bird and he'd follow over, keeping a rather wide girth between her and himself. "All the more to share..." he'd state calmly, glancing toward mote.
Mote would huff and snort while on the ground rubbing her nose with her paws before flipping onto her back head violently nosing into the dirt. UGH. it just wouldn't go away. Pausing her thrashing she'd listen to Zodiak and go back to wiggling. How could she use her body when every time she tried she would fail? Clearly it wasn't her size that was the issue, maybe strength? She'd been working so hard though? How was she supposed to win a fight if nothing she tried with her body worked? Rolling back over she'd try to ignore the scent lingering on her face. "Uncle Zodi, how does mote use body right? Mote tries..but never works." She needed staight-forward answers, figuring this shit out on her own wasn't working. Mote at this point didn't care much about the meal she was more intent on learning from her beloved uncle.
Monro oggles and nods listening as he spoke, nosing the bird with idle interest before sliding mote a glace "I think you earned a the right to the first bite" flashing a smirk in Zod's direction LIKE RIGHT? Ass planted to the ground, once she was settled in she let out a nice sigh "Its nice to be home; which reminds me I met a new neighbor earlier this evening"
Zodiak sighed. This training stuff was harder than it looked. It was easy to go out and trian by yourself, get creative and what not, but explaining the ins and outs of why you did it... hmm. He'd never really thought about that before. Gaze shifted to mote at her question, soft smile crossing his features, "You use your strength and weight together to overpower in certain circumstances... In others, you use gravity and your surroundings to give you the upper hand." thoughts drifted to his battle with vad and he'd smirk. His fall was most certainly an accident but the tree that was so conveniently there, it seemed like a well played out plan. "In time you will learn" he smiled, nudging her slightly before twisting gaze toward monro. Hmm. Maybe there was more to this wolf than he originally thought. With a yawn and stretch he'd travel not far from them to plop down and lean against the rock wall of the den. Monro's news had him stiffen slightly, "What information do you have of them?" This was all important and part of their task given by the tsars--to find out about neighboring packs and territory. Either way he'd stretch out with paws splayed forward and hind legs kicking out frog style behind him. Nose shuffled through the dirt to the side to avoid monros scent, and for now, he'd allow her this moment out but after that it's TO THE DEN WITH YOU.
Mote would look to Monro and shake her head "Mote thinks you should. Mote isn't sure about the bird yet...." she would look towards Zodiak apologetically wasn't that she didn't want to eat his food...it just really creeped her out. Rolling over she would sigh and think about what he had said, it was still so confusing to her...where was Cin? She'd explain right? or was she still upset...oiii
Monro shrugs slightly "Lone male by the name of Icarius, he seems to have little interest in Vechnyy; but he allowed my stay even though I couldn't sleep a wink. Trustworthy enough, seeing as how i smell like a whore house."
Zodiak couldn't help but grin at mote's ongoing fear of the bird, and considering the both of them were giving up the first bite he took the opportunity to seize some fragment of his trophy. Frame rose and trailed to the bird. A paw was used for leverage while jaws clamped over the base of one of it's wings. Body heaved back, head shaking side to side until finally the wing detached and he trotted over to lay beside mote. YOU WILL LIKE DA BIRD. He'd proceded to pluck feathers and what not until access to flesh and bone was permitted. Teeth pinched and tugged at the wing until small fragments of meat were freed and quickly nommed down. The main downside of birds, So much effort for such little bit of meat. oh well it kept his mind occupied anyways. Gaze focused back on monro, mangled ear flicking back, "Just so long as he stays a neighbor. If you run into him again make sure he understands our terms... if you know what I mean..." As in.. stay the fuck out and we dont kill you. :3 see we're wonderful neighbors. Head leaned toward mote and frame shifted to lay against her, half rolling into the pup until he was on his side. "Maybe I'll take you hunting for your very own bird." Head twisted so he could see her "would you like that?" He'd give her a moment to answer before tail thumped tiredly and head shifted to lay across her paws. Sleep wasn't far behind.