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Midnight|Mushroom, Amara, Kyrie Midnight wiggled happily as she spotted another. As the other turned she whimpered but kept giggling. She was unsure of her place her, she had just fallen in, literally. |
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Amara- female pup- M: Mushroom, Midnight, Kyrie Amara looked at the older female before she spoke. "I thought I was the only pup too, but now I have a friend closer to my age!" She yipped happily, running between Kyrie and Mushroom's legs before she looked at Midnight. "Do you have a momma" she asked as she stood up, tilting her head with curiosity. |
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Midnight- Female Pup- M: Amara, Mushroom (Refrenced), Kyrie (Refrenced) Midnight stop's wiggling and crawl's under Mushroom's paw's. She look's away. Watching Kyrie come back. What do I say? My mom tried to kill me and im barely weaned? |
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Autumn || 3 || Loner || M: Delta The lone female stays steady through the first attack. She uses her lower stance to keep balance and pushes back against the wolf. The hit was hard, but nowhere near the hardest she had experienced. Autumn is forced to back up as the smaller wolf snaps and scratches at her. A few hits land, one notable hit leaving a small tear in her bent ear. When the she-wolf does another swipe, Autumn snatches her leg and lifts up high above her head. Her goal was to unbalance the wolf and tip her over. The force of the throws her off a tiny bit, but she quickly recovers from it. No time for mistakes. The loner begins to thrash her head as she lifts up, in hopes of increasing the damage inflicted. The amber female stares into the eyes of her attacker, her topaz eyes flaring in anger like flashing lightning in a storm. |
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Delta - 4 - Band - Mentions: Autumn
Delta's leg hurt a lot, not helped by the loner's thrashing head. Her ears twitched back, but otherwise there was no indication of her pain; her muzzle crinkled as she exposed her teeth, in an agressive gesture that was also partly defiant. She briefly considered going after the crooked ear that she had caught when she was scratching at the other wolf, but that didn't seem enough, from her experience, it sometimes took a little more than that to get another fighter to let go; especially how fired up this one was. Delta's dark amber eyes met blazing topaz eyes, she knew her gaze flickered like raging flames, like the other she-wolf's eyes were flashing like lightning. Her dark head shot forward, jaws sinking into her opponent's ruff around her neck. Not a fatal bite, no, her motion was controlled and made sure her teeth barely touched the loner's skin. Even though it meant her mouth was full of wolf fur, which was not really a pleasant taste.
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Sierra-7 years-Band - - Sierra looked around and spotted mint leaves. Maybe this could hide the scent. She thought and walked over to them. "Hey there's mint over here." She said and ripped some leaves off. Sierra trotted back over and started rubbing the leaves on the scent. "All of you, go get some of these leaves and help me." She hated the scent of the mint, but she had to use it. She caught the scent of another wolf, but it was stale. Good, we don't need any pack wolves. She crushed more mint on the scent to hide it while she watched Czar walk away with the Band surrounding her old friend. You chose your path Storm. It's all your fault. She looked over at Cairo and sighed then turned her head back to her leaves she was destroying. I wish the others would respect me in some way. Maybe there is a way I can earn little by little. I don't want to become greedy for power though... |
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Amara- Female pup- Mentions: Mushroom, Midnight, Kyrie Amara waited for a responce before she looked at the older females again. She couldnt hold her attention on one thing very long, so she wagged her tail. "Can we play another game" she asked them, not sure what kind of game to play now that they seemed to have four of them. |
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Larkspur || 3 || Alpha || M: Spectra, Kyrie, Hunting Party Her exit was halted by another white female who had emerged from the woods. Larkspur blinked as Kyrie hastily apologized for her delayed arrival. The reddish-tan female nosed the other's shoulder and assured her, "It's to no wolf's detriment." Having already assigned Spectra the task of locating the patrol party, Larkspur quickly scanned the denning area, going through a mental checklist of preparations for a possible attack. "Kyrie, would you make sure the pups and Mushroom stay safe? Perhaps take them to one of the more hidden dens; if these foreigners move this far up the mountain, I want them safe." She caught sight of movement nearby and tensed, raising her tail, before relaxing again as she recognized Slade's pelt. The hunting party was nearby, and it appeared that they were finishing up. Her cousin held two limp rabbits in his maw, which he took into the food den before returning to the two females, yipping a greeting to both. "Oh, good. I was just coming to find you," Larkspur said to him. "We need the entire party back at camp; there's a situation." Slade's face sobered and he nodded, barking to alert the rest of the party. He mumbled a quick "I'll go get them" before slinking back into the foliage, calling out the need to get back to the camp. |
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Luna- female- pack- M:Hunting party, Larkspur Luna had been tracking something before Larkspur approached. She looked over at the alpha and when it was mentioned a situation, Luna's tail dropped. She suddenly feared Amara was hurt. "Is Amara alright" she asked. It wasn't hard to see Luna was worried about her adopted pup after all. |
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Char—3—Sub—M: Slade, Kappa Char perked his ears at the deep grey wolf’s shout and obediently headed towards camp with the rest of the party. He couldn’t help but be rather pleased with himself. He had caught the largest hare that seemed to be tireless. Unfortunately for him, the black wolf thought, bunnies are dumb. His other kill was a small, lean rabbit whose meat would be tough. The omegas will eat that one. He hoped there would be enough meat on it as he worried how much food Kappa consumed. If she died, I would be alone—the last of my living kin, he figured. This was despite the fact that he didn’t know of his father’s status as he didn’t believe the wolf who left his mother to be family. Her death wouldn’t affect the pack at all, though. He continued his thoughts. She’s just another mouth to feed. He sighed at this gloomy thought and he looked around. The hunting party carried different sizes of rabbits, each of them carried good meat on them. Surely there is enough food to feed the omegas well. |
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