01-15-2015, 01:56 PM
The images flooding Chases mind were that of the pup, his sorrow, his apology, his submission. The latter caught Chase off guard, this was the same pup who didn't listen, ever. His folly had gotten Dawn Wind killed protecting the pup. It was his job but still if the pup had listened Dawn Wind would still walk the dream, even if his body would be gone, he'd be in the dream.
Chase growled low and deep in her throat. In a moment she was on top of the two-leg. Her front paws holding the man down at the shoulders, her jaws at his neck. All she had to do was squeeze and her teeth would peirce his fragile skin. And then pull and he'd too follow in Dawn Wind's path.
It surprised Chase that she let go, that she had found the resolve to let this child survive where her mate had not. Dawn Wind would not want that, would not want her to take the life he so valiantly defended. No she wouldn't do that.
Chase backed away from the two-legged, Star Gazer, a pup, a pup who needed training and his master was gone. He needed a new mentor. But Chase wasn't sure she could do it. He was after all the reason her love was dead.
But the memory of Dawn Wind would live on, she would instill his teachings in this pup, he would never be what Dawn Wind was, but he could at least have those ideals to live up to.But
Chase told him in not so many words her name, the image of a small pup chasing butterflies through the field. Her name. And she sent images of a different pup learning and following her. She would teach him, if he behaved, if he listened. He'd pretty much made that suggestion himself, but this time it was a question. It would be an oath. She added the image of her ripping his throat out if he were to put her pack in danger again.
Chase growled low and deep in her throat. In a moment she was on top of the two-leg. Her front paws holding the man down at the shoulders, her jaws at his neck. All she had to do was squeeze and her teeth would peirce his fragile skin. And then pull and he'd too follow in Dawn Wind's path.
It surprised Chase that she let go, that she had found the resolve to let this child survive where her mate had not. Dawn Wind would not want that, would not want her to take the life he so valiantly defended. No she wouldn't do that.
Chase backed away from the two-legged, Star Gazer, a pup, a pup who needed training and his master was gone. He needed a new mentor. But Chase wasn't sure she could do it. He was after all the reason her love was dead.
But the memory of Dawn Wind would live on, she would instill his teachings in this pup, he would never be what Dawn Wind was, but he could at least have those ideals to live up to.But
Chase told him in not so many words her name, the image of a small pup chasing butterflies through the field. Her name. And she sent images of a different pup learning and following her. She would teach him, if he behaved, if he listened. He'd pretty much made that suggestion himself, but this time it was a question. It would be an oath. She added the image of her ripping his throat out if he were to put her pack in danger again.