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Glace glanced up at the young wolf. She snickered as she watched Saige chase the butterfly away from camp. She was a energetic ball of fur. Glace stalked over to her flashing her teeth in a playful manner. She was known to play with the pups, as if she herself was a pup. She had never fully grown up.

Ciel narrowed his eyes in slight annoyance, his ears folded back to drown out the sound of the noisy females, his curious side for the two pricking him as he did so. Glancing over at them briefly, he looked away and refocused his attention on his destination: an old tree by one of the steady streams, providing enough darkness away from the gleaming moonlight. Tightening his hold on the carcass in his jaw, he ignored the rather potent smell of fresh blood as it drenched his muzzle and the crunching of the bone clamped in-between his teeth. His eyes shot over at hearing a rather high-pitched(in his opinion) giggle and his ears pricked at the sound, but he looked away and slipped back into his antagonistic way, settling down in the shadow of one of the tree's limbs. He dropped the bird from his grasp, and it fell to the dirt stiffly while he draped over his kill protectively as if daring anything to try and steal it. Staring into the night sky, he let his glare drop and but kept his guard up; the most meaningful thing he'd learnt while he survived alone, was that you can never trust the night. The moon looked down on you with a smile, and the stars filled the sky like open arms, but the truth of it was that neither of those were true; the moon didn't smile, it stared on with a sadistic grin, and the stars tricked your trust, waiting to suffocate you in their beautiful arms.

Ciel's instincts screamed as something flashed in his peripheral vision, though his eyes stayed glued to the moon, almost as if it it promised him sweet bitter death if he dare looked away. He knew it was the female from earlier, he could smell her - she had a rather interesting scent, in-between pine, chrysanthemum and a faint clear hint of something almost like aqua; he could't really describe it accurately. A new scent reached his nose, and it was painfully familiar. Glancing over as the smell of fresh, warm blood danced across his senses, he watched the female with vague curiosity. Some chord inside the depths of his mind snapped when he saw the white female flash him a rather smug grin. Narrowing his eyes, he decided right then that this female would be a means of entertainment for the rest of the night, if she met his expectations, and he wouldn't settle for any less. He didn't quite understand why he felt drawn to this wolf. To him, she was just another being, nothing more - nothing less. Perhaps it was the thrill of a challenge, he figured, but shrugged it off nontheless. He stood up, snatching the bird in his jaws before ripping it to shreds; bit by bit, it became nothing but feathers, flesh and blood. With little interest, he walked over to the stream and looked into the water. Without warning, the night was lit up in a dance of light; the loud cries of electricity as the water was electrified by the gathering clouds above and the clash of thunder filled the ears of the wolves below. It lasted a mere few seconds, and after it stopped the stillness of the night was pierced by silence yet again. Looking down into the water, a smirk adorned his features as one by one, twelve carcasses of fish rose from the clear depths. Turning and flashing a grin at the female, he cackled and swiped one of the fish with his paw onto the shore and clamped it into his jaw. He would have walked back over to the tree he was previously at, if he wasn't beyond tired. He didn't let a hint of exhaustion show, but using his unique power drained him physically, and quick. His laughter died out, and he smirked at the female, as if saying "Challenge accepted."

Saige yawned and almost feel asleep right where she was sanding, but she stood up and trotted off to her den where her family was waiting for her, she walked in and nipped on of her brothers eyes before yawning again,Saiges mother picked her up and sat her between her legs, Saige sighed as her mother licked her head with her soft warm tongue, soon saige was sleeping quietly next to her mother.