Lurking in the Mist {OPEN}

[outofcontrol]

Espionage was looking for trouble. It was clear from the way she stalked along with her head lowered and her gleaming green and gold eyes narrowed. Her paws struck the ground lightly, but that did not lighten her appearance. A nearly physical aura of frustration hung heavily in the air around her. The mist that was characteristic to these woods added to the dark mood. It whispered in and around Espi's black and brown coat, leaving small droplets of moisture to cling frantically at the wolf dog hybrid's silky coat.
Espi snorted and stopped short. An odd scent met her nostrils, one that was of moss and dark, dank areas, but held a strange sort of added property. Espi sniffed deeply, her sharp green eyes flickering over the surrounding trees and undergrowth. Though the plant life was scattered sparsely, the heavy mist obscured nearly everything but Espi's immediate surroundings. Having nothing better to do, the little wolf dog pursued the odd scent, tracing it to a tree. Moments after locating a large rock to launch off of, Espi was in the tree. Her light paws found easy purchase on the rough bark, and in no time, she was back on the trail. Of what, though? Espi was determined to find out. She scrambled from branch to branch, the scent fading no matter what direction she went.
The frustrated canine snarled in irritation. She had found something to do, and then it was lost, the scent taken from her by the soullessly whispering wind and the pressing mist it carried. She bounded down a limb, and finding secure purchase, she crouched down, swinging her tail to balance herself. Then she began to slowly walk along the branch, away from the safe thickness the branch had where it connected to the trunk of the tree. Suddenly, the branch broke with a sickening snap. Espi plummeted several feet before alighting on another branch. With unrivaled speed, she sprang forward, her legs stretched out as she aimed for the next tree. She landed rightly enough, but the bark was smoother here, and the mist had coated it to a slick texture. Espi's paws slipped, and she desperately tried to hook her front legs around the branch. Then she fell. Less controlled this time. Espi flailed, breaking several smaller branches. She landed with a huff as the air was harshly forced out of her lungs. She lay there for a moment, draped in an ungainly fashion over the branch. Then with an upset snap of her teeth, she scrambled back on to the secure base of the branch. The canine settled down to wait, her moment of action temporarily satisfying her need for adventure. Now she would stay perfectly still and hope that an unsuspecting prey animal or pack member would pass underneath of her. Then she could drop down and give them the scare of their lives. Espi's jaws opened slightly, revealing her teeth in a wolfy grin at the thought.

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Word count: 508
Muse: 7/10
Espi: Now reverted back to bored state.
Thread status: OPEN
Myst
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[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] Long, slender pillars shifted in fluid motion over the dried debris of the forest floor. Paws, slightly large for her stature silently touched the earth's hide, carefully watching each step blindly. The outside world was blazing in the sun, yet here in the forest the mist could easily cause chills. With each inhale the thickness froze each nasal cavity as the atmospheric gasses traveled toward the fae's lungs. A alabaster hued pelt splattered with random ebony offered a wonderful camouflage through the cloud covered wood, each hair seeming to glisten with diamonds from the dew placed upon them by the moisture. Over sized receptors were currently non-functioning, the sounds around her nothing but mere background music to her new adventure. Where was she off to this time? Even latte was unaware. The young pitbull had not been traveling long when one particular noise managed to captured her attention, yanking it viciously from her day dream. Rounded optics somersaulted toward the direction of the series of crashes and thud forcing a broad skull to tilt off balance. Wrinkles etched themselves upon her forehead, brows stitching together in a typical curious puppy fashion. Without much thought a leanly muscled frame sprang into action. Muscles bunching and stretching across her skeleton forcing the young dog to take each bound wider and faster than the last. The whole while tall auds were plastered against her skull from the turbulence of her speedy travel. A boxed set of jaws parted allowing a long, pink muscle to escape it's moist cavern and float upon the passing breeze as it nearly stuck itself upon a well developed cheek. It seemed as if she may run head first into the large, ancient trees that stretched above to block out the sunlight due to the low visibility range, yet the athletic dog managed to shift her weight just at the right moments to avoid collision. As she neared where the sound seemed to originate ebony claws dug deep into the forest floor skidding the juvenile to a stop. A cloud of debris scattered through the air, pine cones and other natural litter audibly spraying the nearby trunks. Large auds found themselves pushed up upon her skull once more investigating the area for the source of the noise. Nothing. It was completely silent. Her tongue slipped in a nearly invisible amount in and out from between grinning jaws, long whip cord shifting left to right as it readied to explode into excitement. Hide and go seek?

[outofcontrol]

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[atrb=background,http://i27.tinypic.com/jgm5mo.jpg] The little mutt cursed herself violently for her clumsiness. She was a spy for heaven's sake! Couldn't she be quiet for just a moment? Especially when she was trying to be silent, traveling through the trees to frighten some unwary soul. Had her delicate paws reached just a little farther and grasped the branch where there was better traction, she wouldn't have fallen and make the ruckus. The pit bull under her had surely heard the commotion and saw the spray of pine cones and broken branches, and was not going to be very startled if Espionage dropped down from the tree. Then again, Espi wasn't sure if she really wanted to play her little game with the leanly muscled dog. She sighed in frustration, shaking her delicate head from side to side. Next time, maybe. She thought frustratedly. With a flash of rich red and jet black fur, Espi launched herself gracefully out of the tree, landing with barely a sound in front of the pit bull. The wolf mix had not intended on startling the other canine, and hoped that she hadn't. Her legs propelled her several steps backwards, as the minuscule distance between her and the pit bull was more than a bit disconcerting. Head and tail held high, Espionage opened her mouth in a canine grin. "Good day, friend." She recognized the other dog as a Henka pack member, but couldn't exactly place a name to the face. "My apparent lack of brain cells has failed to remind me exactly what your name is, could I trouble you to tell me?" Espionage didn't really spend much time with the other Henka dogs. She preferred exploring and searching for trouble. She found what she was looking for less often than she would have liked. Most of the time, her days were spent wandering and putting her muzzle into things that weren't meant for her. Then again, what are spies for? Though she had no real assignment, Espi felt that it was her job to know everything going on around Henka. Unfortunately, she did not really pay much attention to what happened inside the pack. "I'm Espionage, by the way. And as my name would suggest, I take care of Henka's snooping rank." The slender saluki mix said. "Better known to you unaffiliated as the 'spies' or 'scouts'." Then she sat back comfortably and waited for a reply.

[☼ Latte ☼]

[bg=0b0121][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i44.tinypic.com/2n054cy.jpg] With that silly canid grin plastered across her squared muzzle, rounded orbs darted around the small area in which she was sure the sound came from. Never would she have considered looking to the trees for a creature loud enough to make such a racket. Needless to say Latte had never happened across any of the large felines lurking in the forests in her short life. The sudden appearance of the wolf hybrid took the young domestic off guard forcing stilt-like limbs to splay to either side sweeping the forest floor clean to the packed dirt below. A large head jutted skyward, tall receptors pushing to their most forward position upon their resting place. A sharp bark escaped slightly agape jaws, the sound was deep and had the possibility of being terrifying coming from a dog of obvious power. Yet, truth be told it was nothing more then auditory proof of the surprise the other canine caused. The worried wrinkles that had etched themselves within her canvas quickly smoothed when Latte realized exactly what was happening. The one she had been tracking, poorly with that, had found her instead! The bulldog loved twists and turns within her games and this just took the steak! The wide-limbed position held it's ground yet a long, whip like cord began to thrash from left to right, the tip slapping violently against her hind quarters. A wide red tongue lolled from her jaws in a happy grin as a greeting and introduction was made. "Hi Espionage! My name is Latte." Then she paused, head cocking to the side as brows dipped in thought for a moment. Orbs rolled to the top corner of there sockets as she considered. After a few seconds the bright gaze found itself upon the wolfess once more,"I'm not quite sure my name is what it is. I don't think it has much reasoning to it." With a loud plop the young fae's bottom hit the floor, front limbs being pulled into a more comfortable position. Eyes widened as the position within the pack that the older dog held was offered. How interesting! Latte wasn't much of a fan of her rank. It held too little excitement. After all how important was being a den sitter any how? Looking after pups wasn't the most important job, especially when there weren't any to look after! "I wish I could be a spy! That would be so much fun!" The think skin along her maw lifted into a blanket of wrinkles, disgust painted plainly upon her canvas, "I get stuck looking after pups...and there aren't even any in the pack!"