WHO:Blue & Hawke; ruiner of all food WHEN: Nowish WHERE: Hawke's lake side house then the woods WHAT: Blue decides to find one of the lesser incompetent pets around town to look at something with his strange skills. RATING/WARNINGS: Hawke is a foul mouth STATUS: Complete
There were many things in the new land that Blue had taken time to adjust to. The lack of boundaries, real boundaries, was something that she acclimatised to quickly. She learned her territory, learned other's territories, learned the hunting grounds and the common places, all very quickly.
It was important she learn these things after all, to be a good beta, to be a strong hunter.
Knowing the area, knowing the woods where she hunted, those were paramount to a good scout. And Blue had been hunting both with and without her Alpha for a while now. She knew how best to avoid the little pets, keeping her distance from the slow, damaged ones, not interfering with the competent ones. She wasn't looking to scavenge their prey after all.
It was what she was doing when she came upon something new, something strange. Dropping the prey she'd caught from her jaws, Blue inspected the outside of the mysteriously new den before snuffling back at the stench of firewood around it. It didn't seem to belong there, and yet there it was. Stalking from the area, Blue sprinted from the point there to the shack she knew the fire-handler had claimed, chirping from the edge of his territory to catch attention, tail swaying behind her as she impatiently waited for the man to come to her.