Midnight spotted Amara. Wagging her tail she run's over to the pup. " Hello! Im Midnight. " she said hoping the pup would play with her. " Wanna play? " She bowed playfully.

Storm walked with his head down as he was surrounded by lone wolves. They stink, maybe its cause they just bathed in my blood. He curled his lips at every one that got to close and if they stayed there, he snapped his jaws at them. "Why are you taking me? Like I'd tell the Pack what I saw."

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He snarled and almost bit Czar but stopped himself. I wish that wolf would wipe off that smug face. He growled at him more and then looked away. He stopped walking for a second and looked back at the pack territory.

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Larkspur. Please send help. I don't want to be sitting around these stinky and ungroomed wolves. He growled at another wolf when they got to close. "So, are you forcing me to be a member of this band or something smug-face?" He snarled at Czar. I shouldn't have called him that. But I don't care, I can fight him easy peasy. He stopped walking again. I like this pack though. I don't want to leave it. He continued walking again and following the Band as the Pack's territory slowly disappeared behind him.

Autumn || 3 || Loner || M: Delta, Czar (referenced)

“Your hesitation speaks otherwise.” Autumn says calmly. “And am I truly a fool when he is so feared? Very rarely have I met a wolf who did not fear him. For someone who claims not to, it’s impressive. I just wish you luck when he finds out.”

The amber she-wolf broadened her stance, lowering to the ground - bracing for impact. The wolf looked ready to attack, and Autumn was having none of it. The confidence in the wolf’s gaze spoke volumes. They were a strong fighter, a confident one too. If the fight got tough, she would flee. Not because she feared the wolf. No, she’d just rather not so many wounds with winter approaching. The leaves were already starting to turn, so it would not be long before that dreaded season hit.

In the pack of her mind, the loner actually feared for the dark she-wolf. If Czar were to truly find out, then the outcome would not be pretty. He may be known to prey on the “weak”, but he has little trouble handling the strong. There was a reason most feared him.

Autumn tenses as seconds tick by, waiting for the wolf’s first attack. She had an idea on how to retaliate with how they were aiming, but it would be tricky. Her topaz eyes narrow in anticipation.

Mushroom stood, sniffing the air. Many scents filled her nostrils, but she sorted through them and focused on Amara’s. She traced the pups footsteps when she started to smell…. Another pup?

Confused, the elder stalked forward. Tiny whispers filtered into her ears as she tracked down the young wolf. Her head pushed through a bush somewhere in camp. There, her snout bumped into something small and furry. It was a pup, but not Amara. It smelled faintly of strange creatures and disease - but not of their own. The blind elder continues to sniff the strange wolf. The pup seemed young, maybe even younger than Amara. As suspected, they did not smell of the pack. Must have been alone. Poor thing.

Once satisfied with her findings, Mushroom lifts her head and sits on her haunches. “Well, Amara, who is your friend? I thought you were the only pup in the pack.”

Delta - 4 - Band - Mentions: Czar (referenced), Autumn

Delta acknowledged the loner's words, she was cautious of Czar, but wouldn't go so far as to say that she was scared of him. She had had her fair amount of fights with the male, and she did admit he was a good fighter, but so was she; and their fights had been pretty close, sometimes he won, sometimes she won with no direct indication of who would be the victor prior. It depended if either of them were previously wounded, what temperment they were in, and how determined they were to win. Yes, she was wary, but just claiming the stranger knew Czar didn't deter her from attacking; consequences be damned, she knew she could match him in a battle.

She cannoned into the larger she-wolf, it was a risky move on her part, getting in close where her opponent, with greater size and weight, could pin her. But she would be stupid if she did not know how to worm out of a hold, no matter how dismal it seemed; and she could and would deal out a good deal of damage being close like this. Delta snarled as she bit and scratched, putting force in her attacks.

Midnight| M:Mushroom, Amara

Midnight giggled as she hide with Amara. " Who's Mushroom? " she asked in a whisper. Mushroom sniffed her and she giggled, crawling out of Amara's hiding spot. " Im Midnight. " She said wiggling excitedly.

Czar || 4 || Band || M: Storm

The tan male, calmly turns around to face the pack wolf. He eyes the dark male with stoic eyes, betraying no emotion. He then smirks, chuckling at the males choice of words.

In the blink of any eye he’s on top of the male, pinning him down by the neck. Czar had snapped quickly at the male, slashing him with his powerful front legs across his eye and tearing the ends of his ear.

The band male positioned himself where his stomach was to the side, out of reach from the pack male’s hind legs. He smirked down at Storm, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust. He leans down, close enough for the male to hear, but far enough where he knew the male wouldn’t be able to reach him. “You’re lucky that you’re of use to us, or I would have ensured that you would never be able to speak again.”

Czar leans up, keeping his paw on the wolf’s neck, but lessening the pressure. He waited for any sign of retaliation, glazing holes into his pelt.

Kyrie sat there listening to the alphess speak, it had been some time since she had joined the pack and finding her grandmother was probably the best thing that's ever happened to her. Her life had been boring from the day she came into this world and from the day she almost came out of such a world. Countless thoughts had invaded her mind the past couple weeks, thoughts of confusion, thoughts of sadness and even anger. Possibly due to her own self doubt and pity. She was still young, no matter how wise the fae would get there is always something new to learn from life. From others. Maybe it was just how the white fae was? Maybe it was normal to feel such a flurry of emotions. She wasn't sure. She never asked, but she was more then positive that it was normal. Kyrie nodded at the alphas words, happy to listen to the fae. She was honored to be part of the hunting party, she was happy to be called upon. She respected the alpha and hoped not
to disappoint. That would be the last thing she wanted. Kyrie was loyal. But she wasn't blindly loyal. Maybe to Mushroom, but no one else would ever have her blind loyalty. That much she knew. Who would stick around anyway? There was no reason for anyone to do that. Everyone leaves, even loved ones. Whether the darkness takes them or it's themselves. Everyone goes away. Whether they want to or not. She thinks it over some more, looking up to finally see the beta female show up. What she said disgusted Kyrie and if anything she felt offended by the fact that she would assume such things. That Kyrie out of all fae and brute alike would do such a thing. No. Kyrie loved the alpha. She wasn't sure if the fae loved her too, but Kyrie cared for the alpha. A friend or a sister. Though she knew that the alpha was too busy for such matters and would leave it like that.

The white fae would never admit it, but she somewhat disliked the beta. She seemed full of herself, which Kyrie wasn't very
comfortable with. She was beginning to have second thoughts. But she wouldn't let that ruin her possible happiness. Not at all, maybe in time she would grow to care for Kalypso. Kyrie would never wish harm upon the fae, moreover anyone. She just wasn't
too fond of her at the moment. She hoped in time the fae would grow her respect. To Kyrie respect must be earned, not given and she hasn't found it quite yet. But maybe soon. She turned her head to her grandmothers voice. A soft smile came upon the faes muzzle, licking the faes cheek as a 'hello', gently, her voice soft as usual but her mind had lingered through thoughts for far too long that once she came back to reality she no longer saw her grandmother. Alarmed she would trot through the foliage,
sniffing about for her grandmothers scent. Her scent mixed with that of other pack mates and pups. From what she could gather
it was Luna...Amara.. Trotting off towards where the scents were coming from she would spot her grandmother with some pups.
Before she could trot towards them her duty had compelled her to turn back towards the alpha. Slamming her front left paw on the ground she would turn around silently and headed back into the alphas direction and letting out a soft chuff in greeting the alpha. "My apologies, my alphess. I will try to turn up sooner.." She bowed low to the alpha, never lifting her head up until she was instructed to. It was, but her duty to listen to the alpha and do as she says. Even if it were to kill her, that was Kyrie's duty. Listen to everything the alpha says.