Naruto walked back to camp with Avalon though unsure of what will happen. Before him and Avalon got in ear shot of camp Naruto said "I need to talk to you before me and Breeze go on the patrol and also meet me by the Stream by camp after patrols." When he finished talking Naruto ran back to camp and entered. He thought I wondered if Breeze would want pups after awhile and i wonder what they will look like. He immeditly shook the thought away. He felt hot under his pelt. Naruto walked up to Breeze and said "Im gonna get ready to hunt and like i said earlier i will bring you the best prey i can find~" he looked at her and smiled. He wondered how she would react to a rabbit or a Deer. Naruto had the slightest feeling that she might want to lead the pack together but whatever she deicdes he is fine with as long as they are together. He sat down in front of Breeze and looked at her sideways then said "are you feeling okay?" He had the slightest feeling that she was distracted.

Aceso Perked his ears listening to the murmurs in the pack grounds. It was a little quiet after the suspense. He let a sigh escape his jaws and pushed his heavy build from the earth giving his coat a decent shake before heading on. He had no clue what he was gonna do but he felt he might as well do something rather than lounge around all day. He walked through a few bramble bushes that raked his coat but rather than wincing it felt nice to have something brush his coat from the leaves and dirt, mostly anyway. He sat where he could see the borders and looked further out only thoughts came. He turned his back then placed back to camp by then he was tired and laid near camp. He gave his paws a quick lick then perked his ears again and listened for anything that might seem out of place and could cause the pack harm. A few chirps made him look over and see a robin caring for her chicks. He seemed bored and out of mind of what to do maybe someone who was higher on the podem might give him something to do other than sit by and describe what he was watching.

Nymph || Oak Tribe || Warrior || M: Avalon, Cawls

Nymph listened closely to the instructions she was given and gave a short nod. “Yes sir,” was all she said before turning and stepping up to the body of the fox and Cawls. She hadn’t been in charge before and didn’t necessarily want to be but she couldn’t help but feel a little sense of pride in herself to be the one Avalon chose to be in charge. Not that it mattered. All they needed to do was dispose of the body. Looking down to the smaller dog beside her and then to the fox she pondered on how they should go about it. They needed to be quick about it, so they could catch up with the patrol as soon as possible. She huffed quietly, if only the fox was a little smaller or her be a little bigger. She could just carry it herself.

With a shake of her head she turned to Cawls once again. “The closest border is the eastern one, which is probably the side this foul thing came in from so we should drag it across there,” she told him, looking in the direction they were going to go. “Lets just make this quick,” she muttered, more to herself than anything. With their size difference, she wasn’t completely sure on how this was going to work but would be able to drag the fox herself if need be. She was sure Avalon only said to go with Cawls for safety.

Leaning her head down, Nymph clamped her jaws onto one of the fox’s legs, making sure to hold onto it tightly. If she ended up dropping it, it would only be causing more delay than she wanted. The female glanced over to Cawls, waiting for him to follow suit or speak up before she started dragging.

River || Ash Tribe || Pup || M: Alder, Sapphire, Bryn, Tanzanite, Kyanite

River barely took notice of his aunt coming in and snatching up one of his cousins, too interested in playing with his sister. Something he didn’t plan on stopping for a while. The young male nipped at his sister's tail as he ran around her, bouncing around like a little deer, Alder being the only thing his attention was on. Going to jump on her again he was stopped by being brought up into the air, a mouth on his scruff. River yelped and squirmed against the grip on his scruff; awkwardly turning his body to be able to look at who had hold of him.

Seeing who it was, River whined and attempted to wiggle free once more before giving up and letting himself just hang there. A grumpy expression kept itself on his face as he watched his aunt's paws move across camp. He couldn’t wait to be bigger, he would be able to do as he pleased, no more being bossed about, he would be his own self. At least that's what he thought would happen. River looked back to see Alder, his eyes pleading her to help him. “I can walk!” he whined some more, turning his head to try and nip at Sapphire. That was until he was finally put down in a different cave, instantly calming slightly. The amount of strange smells inside told him that it was Bryn’s one, one of the older dogs.

He overheard his aunt telling his cousin that they were there for check ups and grew a little more frustrated. Play time had been ruined for something so boring, something that in his mind wasn’t needed. Though he had learnt that trying to run off and hide always failed so instead he flopped down with a huff, laying his head between his paws and trying his best to be patient and wait to be able to play again.

Quasimodo || Ash tribe || Warrior || M: Open

Quasimodo had been awake for a while, always one of the first up. He was usually so excited and energised for the day, bouncing to see what it was to bring. However, today was a little different. He felt slightly calmer, sad even. Night didn’t deserve to die, especially not in that way. She was meant to grow old and see so much. He had grown close to the youngster and enjoyed her company. He wanted to find out what happened and yet feared the answer. There were so many questions, all that only Night could have answered if she was still here. The male was sat still, staring into the stream he was sitting by. He had hoped to have been put on a patrol or asked to go on a hunt, something would have been better than nothing. He always enjoyed being busy and now, he wanted it more than ever.

Shaking his head, Quasi stood and shook out his fur, stretching his long legs as he headed back into camp. He needed to find something to do, even if it wasn’t much. He felt pathetic for caring so much. There were others that were grieving harder. Both Bryn and Crow were closest to the little female. Then again the whole pack adored her. They would be strange not to, there wasn’t a thing one couldn’t love. Once in camp, he looked around to the others, noticing Chinook and two others slowly leaving before the patrol, most likely to hunt. That's good, he was sure the pups were going to be growing hungry sooner rather than later.

“What to do…what to do…” The male hummed quietly to himself, walking around camp as he did. Glancing between everyone he passed, silently checking up on them. He knew going off on his own would just be asking for trouble and he didn’t want that. He just wanted everyone else to be safe.

Naruto saw her fall asleep and the stood up and walked to the entrance of camp waiting for patrols to start. When he saw Avalon come in behind while he was walking to see Breeze. He wondered if Avalon himself would ever get a mate or have a litter of pups. Though he kept it to himself he still had to wonder. He saw Breeze sleeping peacefully and thought she is so beautiful and kind. If someone had killed Breeze and the cultperate was from Oak. He would personally see to it the didn't see the next day. While in his thoughts he had ended up growling and didn't notice. He continued on thinking about who could have done such a thing when Night was just a pup. He honestly decided to stop thinking about it before his mood was ruined. Naruto stood up and walked out of camp but remembered about the fox and Night so he stayed close to camp just in case. He went around the camp walls a couple of times making sure everything was secure before walking back into camp. He could tell that patrols should start soon so he waited by the entrance.

Kyanite looked up at her mother. If I go first, I can show the others how brave I am, also, I can get it over with. I wonder what Bryn even does? He knows what he is doing though! I trust him, like most of the wolves in this pack. Kyanite thought. She spaced off for a moment and then her mother's words brought her back, "my last litter still weighs heavily on me." Kyanite then was licked by her mother. Her last litter? Did she have other pups before us? Maybe it's just that her pups got sick and she wants us to stay healthy. Kyanite thought, watching her cousin, River. He seemed frustrated. Kyanite thought about how him and Alder had been playing before and were now brought into this cave. Now that I think about it, this cave is a bit boring. Maybe as soon as I'm done, I can go find another butterfly to catch! Kyanite thought to herself, her tail wagging. She looked at her tail beside her and wondered, Is my tail excited because I could catch a butterfly after this? Kyanite looked back at her tail and nodded. She was trying to practice hunting but it didn't really go as planned although not all hunts always went perfectly. Kyanite's ears twitched, waiting for the Shaman to look over them. She was excited yet scared at the same time.

Bryn | 10 | Ash Tribe | Shaman | M: Sapphire, Tanzanite, River, Alder, Kyanite

“You are not a bother.” Bryn answered Sapphire.

He had forgotten about her last litter. She had lost them and it was devastating. A part of him had doubted that she could ever recover. He looked over to the litter and noticed that Kyanite looked distracted and chose her first. He stepped up to the mottled blue-black female. He made himself look at her entire body, not just the parts that pleased him.

He smelled her and her scent was milky and grassy. He couldn’t detect any disease. He rolled her over on her back and found no fleas on her stomach. That was good. He felt her around tenderly for any ticks and pulled off the ones that he did find. He hoped that it didn’t hurt her, but he knew that if they continued to feed that they’d cause some trouble. He looked at her ears and found that they weren’t moist or icky with an infection and her teeth seemed to be fine.

He repeated this process for each one of them. Each had a tick or two on them, but it wasn’t something that was too serious. Everyone was healthy and growing like a weed. They were still fairly small, Alder and River were eight weeks old while Tanzanite and Kyanite were only four weeks. He was pleased by how their growth was proceeding. He liked having them around to his surprise. They were a good distraction from Night, once he could get over their colors.