Rune || Female || Subordinate || Starry Bane || Mentions: Fenrir, Indeever

Quiet, Rune glanced down at her paws, huffing quietly while shifting her weight. “You figured it out faster than last time,” she heard Fenrir speak, and she shrugged slightly, and looked up at him, "I guess," she mumbled. Fenrir continued to speak, so Rune continued listened, he questioned her as to why she was out by herself, seriously this time. "Well.." she began, and started to wonder herself why she was out there. Why was she out there? Was she going to get something? Was she meeting someone? The answer to all those questions was a definite "no." "I suppose I came out here to... em, smell the trees?" Oh shoot. Why did she say smell? Why in the world did she say 'smell'? "I meant to.. erm, look at them. Yes, look at them," smiling nervously, she rubbed her snout, sneezing once quietly.

Only a mere few moments later, Rune could see that Fenrir had a small smile on his face, she tilted her head to the left slightly, wondering what suddenly made Fenrir smile. She almost began to turn her head back to see if something was behind her, but then he started speaking, so she stayed put, listening with open ears. Myself? Oh! Stars.. Rune tilted her head to the sky, looking up, observing the sky with a gentle glance, she never really looked much up there, not unless she was with Fenrir. When she was with Fenrir, she would then look up there, looking up at the hundreds of stars that always managed to make their way up into the sky. Rune shook her head solemnly, "No.. didn't look up this lowlight," she said in a quiet voice. “You’re right smack dab in the middle of the sky. I think that’s good luck, don’t you?” Fenrir had spoke again, but Rune almost didn't hear him, she only heard the last few words, 'good luck' and sighed quietly, smiling faintly.

Rune was busy looking up at the sky, examining them with a careful eye. She didn't realize something was behind her until Fenrir mentioned it, and she looked at him, and looked over her shoulder and jumped when she saw the pup that came out of nowhere. And of course, she jumped 3 seconds after observing the pup, placing a paw on her chest. "Lord! Don't do that!" She huffed. It took her a few moments, but when she realized Indeever wasn't supposed to be out currently, Fenrir had said something, and she sighed, mumbling slightly, "Fine."

"Wait.. was he going to scare me?" Rune asked, looking at Indeever with a scared expression, "Was he going to jump scare me?" She looked back at Fenrir, with a questioning look.

Indeevar || Male || Tinyfang || Starry Bane || Mentions: Rune, Fenrir

The pup began to giggle quietly as Fenrir made faces back at him. When Rune finally whirled around and started at the sight of Indeevar, he barked out a laugh, almost falling over he was so amused. "Oh, man!" exclaimed, bounding out of his hiding place and shaking off the sticks. They always seemed to cling desperately to his coat, and it was quickly becoming annoying. "You should've seen your face...!"

He closed his eyes, throwing back his head as he jovially trotted over to them, his tail wagging furiously. He tripped, landed on his face, but never stopped laughing. He gasped for breath, wiping away tears with his paw.

At the sound of "rabbit", Indeevar popped up. "Yeah! I'm going find that rabbit's whole burrow and feed the pack for MONTHS!" he said, puffing out his chest. "Just watch!"

When Rune asked if he was about to scare her, he snickered darkly, before flopping his head around. "Maaaybe. It's probably a good thing I didn't, though," he said, grinning. "Fenrir probably would've had to treat you for a heart attack!"

Bláth | Male | Subordinate/Vanguard | Okami | Mentions: Aislin, open

Bláth's eyes wander around the salty plains, the chilling winds blowing against his fur; a pleasant feeling, but not enough to settle his impatient mood. "Dirt. Dirt. White dirt. Oh, a small little rock." Shoving it forward, watching it skip across the ground. Bending low to the earth, giving it a few whiffs, then quickly licks it. His face wrinkles in displeasure, clearly not liking the salty taste - it was too much for his liking. "Ugh! Gross!" Licking his muzzle like crazy, shaking his head in disapproval. He didn't like the extra salt, the second biggest mistake of his life. As the salty taste died down, he was back to lacking interest in sitting here. He squints his eyes when he sees someone coming his way, trying to get a better look at the figure in the distance.

His tail wags as Aislin proceeds towards him - slightly relieved that she managed to come here unscathed. Seeing her dip her head, Bláth shook his head, "I don't need such respects from you, Aislin. We are from the same rank. I'm here as the Overlady's messenger." Tail ceased its wagging, clearing his throat, trying to get serious. "Don't lick the ground. It'll kill your taste buds," he perks up a bit, understanding that she's here for business and not casual talk. "My bad, you're here to discuss business. Not silly conversations." Surveying the area, making sure no one else is around before setting his focus back onto the female in front of him. "What have you learned?" Fixing the rose tucked behind his ears when strong winds blew it out of place.

Bláth | Male | Subordinate/Vanguard | Okami | Mentions: Aislin

A weakness in the border? How could they figure that out? Ah, it could be those traitors she killed. They leaked information before being killed. Troublesome indeed, but hearing that brings him a bit of thrill. His eyes glisten a bit, shining a bit under the light. "A vulnerable spot for now," tapping his claw against the ground, "once this information gets back to the Overlady, I'm sure she'll have a plan for it." Hearing about the sacrifices, his interest in the other pack increases, "Sacrificing wolves? Sounds like a party over there," his face shrivels up in disgust. "A weird party that I sure don't want to attend." Shaking his head, staring up at the sky, then back down to her.

He knows that she can't stay here for long- her pack would grow suspicious of her disappearance. "Thank you for the information, Aislin. Sadly," gesturing in the direction of Starry Bane territory, "they might notice you not there. Also, the Overlady needs to hear this soon as possible. We can't stall when they know we're vulnerable like this." Bláth rises, giving her a wolfish grin, "Roll around in flowers. It should cover any trace of my scent off you." He turns around, prancing back to his pack's borders, but stops. Bringing his head over his shoulder to stare back at the female while his tail wags, "Thank you for your hard work, Aislin. The Overlady would be pleased about your loyalty and hard work."

Giving her a respectful nod this time, with a playful look in his eyes, "See ya next time." Bláth bolts, dodging and weaving past trees in the course for camp. Skidding to a halt when he sees a field of wildflowers and leaps over to the flowers with joy. "All mines!" Flopping in the middle of the flower field, rolling around in it a few times before settling on his back. "I'm kinda sad though," a sigh leaving him, "I didn't get to kill her."

Chinook || 5 || Okami Sub/Vanguard || M: Martuska and Clover (Ind), Others, Open

Dawn was cracking, and the omegas had finished cleaning the pits. Chinook did not envy the pitiful creatures -- either traitor or omega. Well -- not that there was much of a difference between them, at times. His eyes shifted the omegas, their guards, and the others drifting silently.

The large male kept to the shadows and watched from there. Chinook blinked slowly, his eyes rolling down and to the other side, and his head turned the slightest to follow them. The Overlady barked for her pet, and the male suppressed a tiny smirk. He himself had never desired a pitiful being to follow him wherever he went.

He liked his solitude, his privacy. It made his job so much easier. Besides, a pestering, whining fool would only slow him down and drive him insane. They already irritated him, and he wasn't even near them that often. Of course, with his on-the-books calling of subordinate, he had to occasionally work along one, but his inner self loathed time spent there.

The handsome wolf bowed low as Martuska passed, even though she probably would not see from his longer distance and position beneath the trees. Some called him a simpering puppet for his constant determination to uphold every rule, especially those regarding the treatment of the Lady, and he allowed them to think it -- for now.

After all, to the public eye, he was simply a subordinate. Nothing more. Chinook worked very hard to keep up that appearance, for Martuska's safety and the wellbeing of her queendom. Despite his best efforts to maintain complete professionalism, Martuska had been becoming the main wolf he watched for... more than just duty.

The male huffed quietly and stood back up after the Overlady had completely passed. Turning to the side, he picked a rose from the bush next to him and trotted over to the Diety, where he gently set the flower. Blood dripped off his tongue from the thorns, and he licked his maw thoughtfully. Ah, well. If it were a sign, he'd find out soon enough.

The male retreated back into the shadows, resuming his watchman position.