Plot:

Killjoy arose from his den. He stepped outside, and walked around the large boulder in the middle of the camp. He stood right around the rock, watching as his packmates slowly woke up. It was still slightly dark, with a rose gold hue rising over the huge cliff wall that shields the Eastern Pack from the outside world.

One thing that really set this packs housing apart was that their dens were carved out in the cliff walls, with a small, narrow, rocky path going up it, leading to all of the dens. Only a crazy wolf would choose a den up-top.

Killjoy streached, and yawned. He'd sat down to watch the small birds silhouettes as they flew over him pack. He smiled, and got up, heading over to the wolf that was sitting in the camp, with their back turned. He walked up to them, and smelt that it was Brecken, his sisters mate. The small, grey wolf turned around, him amber eyes shown.

"How soon can I go and hunt?" Killjoy laughed.

"Any time, spaz." Brecken nodded, and moved his tail aside for Killjoy to sit down next to him.

Killjoy smiled, and happily took his spot next to him, when doing that he made the already small wolf look tiny. Although Brecken was small, and didn't have much muscle on him, he was by far the fastest wolf that the Eastern Pack had.

"Its so peaceful in the mornings." Killjoy said, breaking the quiet after a bit. "But I have things to do." He got up, and looked around at the sky. That made him think of the once small, white blind pup that'd been born in the pack, who'd since then moved on to be a lone wolf. Killjoy's heart throbbed at thinking of Sky. It made him think of Seya- the first, and only love of his life (I hope that mentioning Seya is okay... if not I'll remove it :))

"We'll wait for Illusion to get up, before we head out to hunt." Brecken nodded, and walked off towards him den, with all means to wake Marbled.

Illusions large paw scrapped the wall of his den, jolting him awake. What kind of dream was that? He looked down at his mismatched paws. One white, the other brown. Although his green eye had a slightly green hue to it, making his white paw look slightly green.

Illusion stood up, the wind rustled through his thick multi-coloured coat. Trying to fight a yawn Illusion looked out at the camp. Killjoy of course was already up. Why wouldn't he be? He also watched a scrawy grey wolf scramble across the camp-Brecken. The annoying wolf that would run circles around them all. He rolled his eyes. That wolf never stopped moving.

Illusion started his long trek down the narrow, rocky steep path from the top, and last den on the wall. He carefully planned out his next step, not wanting to slip. A small pebble tumbled down the cliffside, and Illusion watched it.

Once Illusion got to the bottom he walked over to Killjoy.
"Are you ready to head out?"

"No. Brecken is trying to wake Marbled." Illusion huffed, and sat his large, thick body next to Killjoys.

Killjoy glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. There was a certain way that he looked at him though. And there was that frown. The "I still haven't forgave you" look. Illusion knew it all too well. The look brought back the vivid, limited memorys of his father. He too had his "I still haven't forgave you" look. Illusion once again looked down at his mismatched paws, the silence feeling like a weight on his back.

Brecken woke up from the very little light peeking through the den. He sat up, and wagged his tail. It was time to run! He looked over at Marbled, who was sleeping so peacfully. He got up, and without missing a beat he loped out of the large den.

Brecken went down the hill to the elk breeding ground, the tall grass brushing against his slim figure. His paws were covered with dew, and his nose was cold from the crisp morning air.

He reached the bottom, and turned around, meaning to head back up the luring hill.

Brecken swiftly moved up the hill with pleasure. He loved the way that the wind blew back his long, grey fur. Once he reached the top he kept going, not stopping till he reached the camp. He then sat in the middle of it, surrounded by the huge cliff walls, panting.

It wasn't too long later that Killjoy joined him.

After Killjoy took his leave Brecken went back to the den, wanting to see is Marbled was awake. No luck. She wasn't.

When Brecken stepped back outside, he saw that Illusion had joined Killjoy. His tail wagged as the approched them.

"Good morning Illusion!"
"Hello Brecken."
"Are you ready to hunt?" Killjoy asked, looking at the sky.

"Yep!"

Killjoy and Illusion stood up, almost in sync. Illusion must have lost his footing because next thing Brecken knew, Killjoy was snarling at Illusion, who in return was baring his teeth at him.

"Stop." Brecken said, glaring at both of them. Illusion hung his head like a puppy that had been shamed, and the three of them walked out of the camp, towards the hunting grounds.

Sky wasn't sure if she'd slept at all. At least if she did, she didn't realize that she'd woken up, or how long ago it was. All she saw was the blackness. When she was younger she'd found it to be a curse, but now, nearly a whole year later she was at peace with it.

Her white coat that normally flowed like a river was brown, and streaked with mud, and felt tangled. Good thing she was close to a river- she could smell it.

She quickly finished the rabbit that she'd killed the night before for breakfast, and headed towards the river, its scent was refreshing. Especially compaired to the nasty smell that the humans had.

Sundown heard a small rustle next to him. At first he thought he must be dreaming, but surely not. He opened his eyes, and saw that there was a small toad next to his nose! He sat up, and licked his muzzle. He yawned, revealing dull teeth, although he was fairly young. He got up, and streached his long legs.

Sundown stepped outside, to the morning dew. His favorite thing on the planet, other than herbs, of course.

Sundowns eyes lit up when he saw the huge toad sitting on a mossy rock, not too far away.

He crept up on the toad, and laid down infront of the rock, watching it as it moved.

Etho grumbled as the pack slowly started waking up. Hidden almost completely under his tree, he watched the few awake carelessly. Flicking his attention briefly over to where the pups were to be sleeping, he smiled to himself as he realised they were yet to be awake. Carefully raising himself onto his paws, he padded slowly to where the others were gathering, and sat behind them, wondering what they had planned for him today. He hoped it would take him by the river, as he had twigs and leaves caught in his brushy tail. He let out a small whine to try to grab Killjoys attention.

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Anya plopped down on the side of a river she had just crossed, exhausted and even more hungry than the night before. After she rested for a couple of minutes she opened her eyes to see the sun poking through the trees. Anya yawned but sat up to take in her surroundings. Around her was trees with beautiful leaves, Signaling it was fall. As she kept looking she watched the river flow harshly down to where ever it was going and a squirrel run from tree to tree. She was hungry but she knew she was in no condition to chase the healthy young squirrel, so instead she just got a small drink and rested.