Catura

Rank: Subordinate 

Role: Hunter: Chaser

Background (Wish): Elk Mountains

Catura trotted just behind Amaira, their pelts billowing in the wind and rain pelting against their muzzles. It was a pain to hunt in storms, but it was exhilarating all the same. He lifted his muzzle to the sky, closing his eyes briefly as his paws treaded over the rocky and muddy earth. Amaira's snout was to the ground as she did her work. He admired her for her skill and efforts, and without her he doubted they would be very successful. Catura was a bit of a romanticizer, and while he normally didn't go out of his way to woo anyone, he was known to spend the most time around Amaira. He couldn't help casting glances her way during the day, or watching her work. He was known to aide her as much as he could, more so than what he did most of the other members. The wind picked up and rushed into his nostrils, causing him to snort and begin sneezing, raindrops flying into his face. He slowed his pace, eventually coming to a stop and sneezing until the itching inside of his nose went away. He felt Sadie and Dravina trot past him, and felt a wave of embarrassment cross over him as Aella brushed beside him as well. Aella was the oldest female of the group, and second oldest of the pack. Catura was the oldest wolf, but Aella often scolded him for still acting like a puppy. He raised his head to see Amaira looking his way, giving him an amused grin before continuing to follow the trail.

A sigh left his chest and he followed, this time bringing up the rear for awhile. "Embarrassed to be up by your sweetie?" Dravina's voice echoed in his ear. Catura cast her a glance, puffing out a snort. Dravina only smiled in response, falling into position. Amaira's hackles were raised, and Catura sensed it was time for him to take his place up front. He passed Sadie, and he could feel her teasing glance as he did so. With a single look from Amaira, Catura knew all joking was forgotten. He spotted the deer, and took off at lightning speed, feeling the rest of the group become one behind him, their souls entwined as they hunted together, feeling the spirits of their ancestors around them.