Wolf Roleplay

[Kate]

I found this ancient roleplay introduction on my computer, I decided that I still like it. Wondering if anyone want's to roleplay it?

[Kate]

One white paw after the other. Swish, swish, swish… Her sodden tail dragged behind her as if it were not part of her body, the rest of her was rigid and silent, she watched her paws as they padded softly on the ground, If she where human she would have been tiptoeing. Each leaf on the forest floor seemed to find its way under her paws and crunch loudly, causing her to flinch so often that she was wearing a long grimace and her shoulders where hunched over almost continuously. Aeris walked like that a lot, her hatred for her own kind caused her to travel as if stalking almost constantly, she feared relaxing lest someone spring her from behind. Aeris loved to fight, loved the taste of blood on her tongue, loved the sensation of it dripping from her teeth, relished in the power she felt when she realised that the power to end someone’s life was in her grasp, in her teeth, in her paws holding them down.

Aeris snarled as a shadow passed over her face, hiding her chocolate eyes for just a moment, the frail sunlight cast a mutated light on her many scars, illuminating the surrounding forest with a silver sheen. She sneezed violently and dropped instinctively to the ground, ears flicking forward, eyes alert and suspicious. She had felt their presence as soon as she had stepped on the earth. Their smell polluted the air and invaded her lungs, she knew there was a pack on these lands. Blood was splattered on many of the trees, signs of life, of death. She hissed as something bumped against her paw, a rock? She peered down and rolled it over with a paw, it was a wolf skull. With a gasp of shock and anger she crushed it to dust under her front paws, jeering as she did so, relishing in the task.

Aeris flicked her tail angrily and whipped around, a thick musk pervaded her nose, there had been a wolf here, another female, very recently and she was still close. Too close for Aeris’ liking, she leapt at a dying tree, sweeping at its branches with knife-like claws and ripping out bark, sending a shattered branch flying to the ground. She buried her claws in the tree sap, they shone with a honey like substance which made them sticky. It wasn’t clear why she did this, maybe she was a little mad. In a rage she sat down, sucking her paw absent-mindedly, licking off the sap. It tasted bitter and disgusting, she considered it her punishment for being here.

With a strange sort of strangled sigh and almost imperceptible cackle she rose once more, “Maybe they are a friendly pack.” She laughed strangely, “Maybe they will taste nice.” She flicked her tail and stalked off, keeping low to the ground, scenting out these wolves but keeping her body hidden among the trees.