i can feel you there. [riversong.]

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The sunlight filtered through the trees, filling the forest with a golden haze. It danced off of the golden, red, and brown hued leaves that were strewn about the ground and those that still clung to the branches on the trees. Small bugs zipped too and fro through the air going about their buisness, uncaring about the cold that was moving its way across the land, most of them would not live that long anyway. Small critters skittered among the leaves collecting nuts and berries that had fallen, and stocking them in hidey-holes for the long months of winter. A cool breeze blew, just enough to rattle the leaves. It held the scents of fall, and the promise of colder weather to come in the not so distant future.

Riversong had awoken as the first rays of the great ball of light in the sky had kissed the earth. It had been cold enough to see her breath billowing out of her delicate nostrils as if she had a fire in her belly. She almost wished she had just that as a shiver shook her small and slender frame. She had taken a trip to a place that she knew of that was a wonderous spot to watch the sun rise. Coming up over the horizon in all different hues, ranging from brilliant red and orange to dep purples and vibrant pinks. Normally she would have gone to the bluffs, but at the moment they were flooded, and it did not look as if the waters were going to recede any time soon. But it was alright, all was well in her little world. The sun shone bright and cheery, and it had warmed up a bit.

River supposed that she might as well do something constructive while she was out. She padded through the forest silently. Her elegant legs carrying her body with an unknown grace and beauty. After a while of wandering she happened upon a small white rabbit. He was a pretty little thing and she would feel bad for killing it, but she was starving by now. She tracked it for a long time, and had let it get some way infront of her when the form another lupine appeared. He looked as if he was stalking the same animal, and River sat back to watch. He lept gracefully and killed the rabbit mercifully fast and without a sound. Taking a moment, his head bowed and he prayed over it, which impressed her. Most of the males that she knew did not take the time nor have the patience for such things.

He sat admiring his catch, and then tore in. River's mouth began to water as she watched him take bites from the warm carcas at his feet. As the scent of the kill his her senses, her stomach gave a loud protest. Glaring down at it, she looked up to see that he had paused in eating his meal, and rather than a frown or defensive look, his handsome face held a soft smile.

"You do not have to lurk in the shadows. If you would like to join me, just ask..You are hungry, no? Come now, eat up."

After a moment of hesitation, River stepped out of the shadows and into the clearing and a small patch of sunlight. The beams of light turned her pelt to iridescent silver as she moved tentetively out of her hiding place. The amber eyes were soft and bright as she looked back at the male before her. She was delicate and slender, yet somehow not 'mushy'. Her muscles flowed smoothly beneath her coat as she stepped soundlessy into the light and sat down, curling her tail daintily around her forepaws. She was gorgeous, but she was clueless of the fact. Her voice was soft and melodic as she spoke.

"I do not mean to take your dinner, I am sure I can catch something. I am Riversong, it is a pleasure to meet you."

She looked back at him shyly, a slight smile on her lips.

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The male seemed to be kind of disconcerted by her words. She had not meant any offense, she simply had not wanted to take his dinner and leave his belly empty. She was the kind that always thought of others before herself. She looked at him with an unspoken apology in her eyes. She did not wish to make him uneasy or hurt his feelings. His handsome white head lowered, ears pinned back, and he looked away as she introduced herself.

He was handsome. He had a long lithe body that was coverd in a pelt of white with black smudge marks all over him. Riversong met his eyes and noticed that they were a clear and sparkling amber, and smiled at him, giving a new kind of soft beauty to her already pretty face.

"I'm sure there is enough for the two of us, it's a nice rabbit. Not very big, but built enough for two, no?"

River looked down at the meal in question and the nodded her assent. There was a long pause in which he seemed to be debating on something. River sat wondering if she had made a mistake in telling him who she was. He did not seem obliged to return the favor, and he looked as if he was not sure if she was telling him the truth. Just as this thought crossed her mind, he spoke again.

"Well, ma'am, my name is Crow. Of the outsiders who lived on the land beyond this place,Achem.. but it's a pleasure to meet you, Riversong. I'm assuming you're a part of this pack? Maybe the Heaven's, perhaps? ...Or a Rouge!"

Riversong smiled once again. He was charming and sweet. He seemed to be nervous in her presence, and she hastened to put him at ease; eminating an air of relaxed peace. She replied as she moved closer to him with small tentative steps.

"I am of Earth, a hunter for the pack. I was out to see the sunrise thismorning, and was looking for prey on the way home and here I am."

She grinned at him. After taking a bite of it himself, he nudged the rabbit closer to her paws and bid her to eat. Riversong couldn't fight it any longer. Her eyes met his and sent a message of thanks before she tore into the meal with a vengence. It was a few minutes before her hunger had ebated enough that she remembered the male and lifted her head, blushing.

"I'm so sorry, how rude of me. Its just I was starving and it tasted so good and it was a lovely meal in the presence of pleasurable company."

The words came out in a rush, her melodic voice a bit breathy. She met his eyes waiting for him to snap, cringing slightly. Surely he thinks I am a rude pig now she thought to herself.

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Riversong let her delicate pink tongue slip out and clean the reminants of her meal from her silver-gray muzzle. Her tummy 'glurped' softly in satisfaction at the meal that she had just eaten. She looked back at the handsome male before her with soft eyes and curled her tail back around her front paws.

"Well, pleasure to meet you, fellow hunter. I'm sorry if I obtruded on your hunt.. I seemed to have snagged what you were eying,"

She looked at him with a sweet smile gracing her features. There was no need for him to apoligize, and yet he did. He truly was different from all of the other males that she had come into contact with. Crow was handsome, sweet, and very caring from what she could see. He had already fed her, and she had only been here with him for a short time.

"It is perfectly alright. After all, who could resist such a nice meal when it hops right into your paws?

His smile was big as she lifted her face from the meal. Her appitite seemed to amuse him more than disgust him.

"You act like you've killed someone, darling. Don't fret. It's a rabbit, made for two, no?"

An answering smile spread tentatively across her face. Riversong relaxed, feeling at ease in his presence. She enjoyed his company and the easy conversation. She was not accustomed to getting along so easily with somone. He was not trying to escaper her company, nor was he trying to dominate the conversation as others as often did. He had not let a mean word cross his lips, and she somehow knew that he would not mock her in the future either.

She watched as he bent his magnificent head and cleaned the last of the meat from the bones. A small pang of regret hit her, she did not want to part ways from him just yet. A frown darkened her face and brought a touch of sadness to her eyes. He tore a rib from the carcas and settled himself ab=mong the leaf-clutter.

"Come, sit. Talk with me. I apologize for any earlier tenseness you felt. I'm far from familiar with these lands or the wolves inside of them. My only knowledge is to caution at the prescence of those in Hell and who roam freely.."

A small thrill ran through her. He was asking her to stay. Her face lit up, eyes sparkling in delight. She also took a rib from the rabbit and lait befor him, her long for streatched out, slender and magnificent in the afternoon light. Silver, tan, and ash gray tones danced through her pelt and sparkled in the dappled sunlight. Her golden orbs took in his magnificent form before her. God, he's handsome! she thought to herself.

What is it that brought you to the Earth pack? You are well informed to avoid the hell wolves and those that roam wild, though you could handle anything that came your way I am sure. Surely a handsome male like yourself has a mate?

She became suddenly interested in the bone as she asked the last question. She knew it must seem nosey, but couldn't resist asking.

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River first picked all of the meat clean from her bone, and then began to knaw at it daintily. She could not bring herself to look the hansome male in the eye after asking such a bold question, but she really wished to know if his heart was taken by another. The sillence that dragged out seemed to be his answer, her heart seemed to fall to her toes. But why? Why should she be bothered that he had a mate? She barely knew him. She pushed the thought aside, just as he spoke.

"I have been informed by an enemy about the Hell's and the Rogues, my dear. Hah.. an enemy. I do suggest staying away from those Hell's, they have quite a few... brutal females among them, though I figure you already know, No, miss. I hold no mate. I have waited this long for someone true and beautiful. One who may not have virgin thighs, but is new to love. I hold my heart open to all, but the captor of it is non existant." with a playful smirk, he looked about her in a teasing mannor. "So, I suppose the key to my heart is still up for grabs."

Riversong's heart seemed to skip a beat. She knew that she should not care one way or the other, but she was glad that he was not spoken for. He was sweet and kind, and there was something about him that spoke to her.

"So, my darling, tell me about yourself. Where is your man at this fine hour?"

Her heat gave another skip, maybe he cared if she was taken as well. That is to much to hope for, why would he want me? she thought to herself.

"My heart is my own, no male has yet stolen it. Maybe a handsome male will find the key."

Once again she was suprised at her own outspokeness. She hoped that he would pick up on the compliment that she had paid him, and that she didn't look too foolish. Her amber eyes met his and danced with mischief and happiness. She was happy to be here talkng with him, and having a fine snack. He made her happy.