Creative Thinking
These are 2 posts I put on the group camchar, hope you enjoy :)
n this type of prompt, you'll be given a word to inspire your response.
Spark Word:
Naughty
The howl echoed through the valley, one full of desire and a primal need to breed. The female sniffed the air, she could smell the scent of the male close behind but she was not yet ready to allow him an easy victory. Loping through the woods almost as graceful as a deer, she stepped onto root and rock to avoid even leaving a footprint for him to follow. She ran across a small creek as she made her way to the center of the valley, panting with the effort of resisting her natural urges to submit.
The male had given his howl, and simply waited, cocking on long ear towards the direction of the fleeing female. She was in heat, he could smell as such and that's why he had fought five other males to breed with her. A strange growth of headfur seemed to shroud over his eyes, it tricked the other males into thinking he could not see them. They were very wrong. Licking the last bit of blood from his maw, he slowly trots along the edges of the valley, moving faster and faster to circle around. He could taste her already.
The female growled, she could hear the male giving chase but instinct would not allow her to pause until he proved he could catch her. He, some strange red wolf from another territory, came in suddenly during the mating time. The other males thought they could take him on, but they were quickly mistaken. She was unsure how he could have beaten 5 challengers in a row, she had caught glimpses of what lay behind the hair and was all the more impressed with his strength. Pausing to drink from the creek as it bent back around, she hesitated a moment to late as she felt him slide next to her.
He had watched this territory for days, waiting to lay claim to it. Taking the Alpha Female during her breeding time would be best. Maybe this time. He could secure the loyalty of the whole pack if he made her his mate. Turning on a dime he twists his body and leaps, his fur bristling as his paws land on a tree. Before gravity can begin to affect him, he bounces to another tree, then another, sliding down and running between branches and trunks to gain a terrain advantage over the speedy female. As he reaches her she finally pauses to drink. Snarling in triumph, he allows himself to slide down a trunk, skidding to a stop right next to her.
She froze. How on earth had he managed to catch her this quickly she had no idea, but there he was. All muscle, all teeth, all predator. She bristled her fur, to make herself larger, but he wouldn't have any of it. He gave almost a grin before pouncing ontop of her, wrestling and writhing around her as they both fought: one to claim the other to keep Independence. The male had a weight advantage the female did not however, which quickly led to her submission with his teeth at her throat.
Satisfied that she would not cause too much more issue, the male released her throat with a nip and a threatening growl. She meekly submitted to him, her ears flattening as she accepted the new Alpha. Howling in triumph, he Quickly moves to claim his prize. With an ease of movement that surprises the older female (He didn't seem that old to be that experienced) he is quickly atop her. His hips lock into place around her to hold her still as he thrusts forward, burying himself inside of the female. Biting down on her neck, the new Alpha couple begin a ritual that lasts until the cresent moon fades to the dawn of a new day.
* * *
Braden quickly scrambles into the house through his usual entry of the living room window, dusting himself off and straightening his blindfold. He could hear the usual arguments and discussions, the ones he was late to nearly every morning. There was always bacon left over though...he needed all the protean he could get.
n this type of prompt, you'll be given a word to inspire your response.
Spark Word:
Naughty
The howl echoed through the valley, one full of desire and a primal need to breed. The female sniffed the air, she could smell the scent of the male close behind but she was not yet ready to allow him an easy victory. Loping through the woods almost as graceful as a deer, she stepped onto root and rock to avoid even leaving a footprint for him to follow. She ran across a small creek as she made her way to the center of the valley, panting with the effort of resisting her natural urges to submit.
The male had given his howl, and simply waited, cocking on long ear towards the direction of the fleeing female. She was in heat, he could smell as such and that's why he had fought five other males to breed with her. A strange growth of headfur seemed to shroud over his eyes, it tricked the other males into thinking he could not see them. They were very wrong. Licking the last bit of blood from his maw, he slowly trots along the edges of the valley, moving faster and faster to circle around. He could taste her already.
The female growled, she could hear the male giving chase but instinct would not allow her to pause until he proved he could catch her. He, some strange red wolf from another territory, came in suddenly during the mating time. The other males thought they could take him on, but they were quickly mistaken. She was unsure how he could have beaten 5 challengers in a row, she had caught glimpses of what lay behind the hair and was all the more impressed with his strength. Pausing to drink from the creek as it bent back around, she hesitated a moment to late as she felt him slide next to her.
He had watched this territory for days, waiting to lay claim to it. Taking the Alpha Female during her breeding time would be best. Maybe this time. He could secure the loyalty of the whole pack if he made her his mate. Turning on a dime he twists his body and leaps, his fur bristling as his paws land on a tree. Before gravity can begin to affect him, he bounces to another tree, then another, sliding down and running between branches and trunks to gain a terrain advantage over the speedy female. As he reaches her she finally pauses to drink. Snarling in triumph, he allows himself to slide down a trunk, skidding to a stop right next to her.
She froze. How on earth had he managed to catch her this quickly she had no idea, but there he was. All muscle, all teeth, all predator. She bristled her fur, to make herself larger, but he wouldn't have any of it. He gave almost a grin before pouncing ontop of her, wrestling and writhing around her as they both fought: one to claim the other to keep Independence. The male had a weight advantage the female did not however, which quickly led to her submission with his teeth at her throat.
Satisfied that she would not cause too much more issue, the male released her throat with a nip and a threatening growl. She meekly submitted to him, her ears flattening as she accepted the new Alpha. Howling in triumph, he Quickly moves to claim his prize. With an ease of movement that surprises the older female (He didn't seem that old to be that experienced) he is quickly atop her. His hips lock into place around her to hold her still as he thrusts forward, burying himself inside of the female. Biting down on her neck, the new Alpha couple begin a ritual that lasts until the cresent moon fades to the dawn of a new day.
* * *
Braden quickly scrambles into the house through his usual entry of the living room window, dusting himself off and straightening his blindfold. He could hear the usual arguments and discussions, the ones he was late to nearly every morning. There was always bacon left over though...he needed all the protean he could get.