Killjoy walked to his den. Nearly every wolf in the camp seemed to asleep. He glanced up at the sky. He drew in the cold air, and sat down, wrapping his brown tail around his black paws.

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His blue eyes scanned the night sky, sitting silently in the dark. He traced an invisable line from one star to another. His tail wagged slightly as a shooting star went overhead. His sad eyes lightened up from the view. He wished that time would stand still in that moment. It was so peaceful, and nice to just relax without much on his mind.

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After a bit, he looked away, and stood up. Killjoy shook out his short coat, and smiled slightly as his paws, reviewing the day in his head. It'd been full of ups and downs, but he'd gladly redo it again tomorrow.

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He silently walked over to his den, body relaxed as he did so, his ears netural. He stepped inside his den. It was cold and empty, as it always was. He sighed, his tail drooped slightly.

He padded over to his den, and did a half circle to face the camp in his nest.

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He drew in a deep breath, his nest smelling musty, and like him. He closed his eyes, and nuzzled deeper into the nest, trying to fall asleep.

Happiness rushed through Anya like when a little puppy gets praised for doing a new trick when Shadow pawed her shoulder playfully. Even though it was playful, and not necessarily praise, it was like praise to Anya. It was almost as good as getting praised from her father who almost never gave praise. It was enough to know she was where she should be. Anya's tail thumped against the ground as she nodded and got up. She was curious about their parents, and why they didn't look alike, but at that moment she was focused on the present, her pack, not silly thoughts. She had to admit, she liked Shadow's playful side.

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Anya then followed behind her pack as they made their way up to the cave, a bounce in her step and a wag in her tail. In her book, this moment was the best moment ever since she escaped that loud thing and left her family behind. When they got back, Anya watched Flame go to the corner before turning her gaze to Icicle. She was asleep, and so was Brielle. A warm smile spread onto her face at the cuddly sight infront of her. After a minute or so, Anya had a feeling Shadow wanted her to go to sleep, so instead of staying up like she probably would have done, she went over to Icicle. She then cuddled around her and Brielle, letting out a content sigh. That's when Shadow came in and lay down. At first, Anya just stared at the wall, thinking, but eventually she fell asleep.

Harry watched Alha walk away, he sat there for a bit longer. He looked at his reflection in the water. He looked awful. His fluffy coat was matted, his neck had dried blood all over it, and he seemed to have patches missing from his face. He blinked, and looked closer. Was he seeing this right? Surely not. He couldn't look that bad... Wrong. He did.

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He huffed, and stood up to find a place to sleep. Unlike his packmates, he prefered to sleep in the open. If there was a threat, they'd go for him instead of a packmate they'd have to go through bushes for.

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He circled twice, and thunked to the ground. He laid his head down, and rolled onto his side. He let out his breath, and closed his eyes. His sides went up and down as his breath slowed down, asleep.

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She watched for the rest of the interaction, gentle movements only. As Silver walked away and Killjoy spoke she made a quick decision. Whispering back- though she hardly had to try with her soft voice- "I'll follow her for a little to make sure she leaves pack ground safely then be back straight away." Her voice was as cheerful as ever though quiet.

She waited til both Killjoy and Silver were out of sight before she moved off the follow the she-wolf. She was half crouched down, briskly worming through the trees while also keeping a sharp eye on the loner.

Her ears were pricked as she neared the correct area, good! She thought, stopping by the edge of the territory while the other passed through and began her descent. I hope she finds her way. Her head tilted. She stood up straighter when Silver wouldn't see her and sprinted toward the river, reminded of her past friend for a second. She hesitated. Sighing she trotted along the beach, then sprinting, the crispness of night she could feel rippling on her back.

She slowed down, smelling Killjoy on the bank. She followed it to see the groundhog he'd left for her to carry back. Her tail wagged. She smiled, panting also- she had ran for longer than expected.

She picked it up in her jaws and started the trek to camp at a swift pace that would keep her movement swift. She kept it up untill the steep path to camp. She easily pawed up it by avoiding the muddied spots and slipped into camp. Her head held high and her tail swished as she brought it to the kill pile even if no one was watching her and dropped it in.

She sighed, it had been a long day. She watched the sky as it was dulling into darkness and slipped away, her dark grey providing a shield for her mentally as she walked away, heading for a den. She promptly flopped over on nothing in particular that looked comfortable and was out within the minute. Her sides comfortably waxing and waning.

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Kaara watched Loki as he 'built' a shelter, her hair raising on her neck. She didn't want to touch it. She laid her ears back and ridgedly stuck out her tail as she watched Loki approached. She did not appreciate this, keeping her mouth shut for fear she'd lash out at hurt him. Emotionally most likely. She held back a growl as Shalah grabbed her pup. She stayed still and glared, she wanted to throw a fit like a bratty puppy and stay out, knowing she could keep the pups warm like she had been for plenty long enough. She didn't need a shelter from a girl-crazy sheepdog.

She dared bare her teeth at Shalah as she came to herd her into the shelter. She picked up Teeli and put her pups as far to the other end of the shelter as she could, seeing an area good for an exist there when Shalah blocked off the exit which set her into panic. Her motherly anxiety skyrocketting when she couldn't plainly see a good way to leave. But she laid still, letting the pups sleep but she lay awake in worry.

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Laan felt better from his punishment mission earlier. The sun was setting as he'd sat around for a bit after the gathering from Night's command. He watched everyone gently streaming into dens as night was eating the sky and the stars began spilling in.

He walked around the camp a little to stretch his legs before he swung around and slipped into the den. He picked an out of the way corner of this den and spun once, curling up with his legs kind of everywhere since he's lanky and his legs are a little long. It took him a little bit to roll around comfortably and ended up facing the wall before he was comfortable. He sighed, finally. Slipping off into a gentle breathing pattern and then into sleep. Sprawled out in a weird position, his body relaxed even though it looked like it hurt.

Sky stood up from where she was sitting. She'd accepted the fact that the male wasn't coming back. She blinked, her milky eyes scanning what she assuming was the ground. For all she knew, it could be the sky, but she was pretty sure it was the ground.

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She shook out her long, white fur, and padded towards the forest. She could tell it was dark from the cool air that flowed around her. She closed her eye lids, her vision not changing from the darkness that she'd always viewed.

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Her pink claws dragged along the mud, leaving behind streaks. Did she mean to? No, but she couldn't tell. Sky exhaled, feeling hungry. It wasn't right to hunt so close to a pack... What if they thought of it as their food? She wouldn't risk making the pack that she'd been born into mad.

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Sky stepped into a bush, her gentle, soft pads told her that it was a nice place to lay. She sniffed around a bit, and moved the bush around with her pink nose before gingerly laying down. She rested her head on her paws, and drifted off to a light sleep, wanting to hear in case something were to attack her in the night.

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Kestrel let out a soft sigh from his nest in the corner of the medicine den. He rolled over, his eyes peeking open as he stretched his legs over the nest and sluggishly picked himself up. Oh right. I have herbs to put away. He glared around, a bit grumpy. The sun was out though, that made him feel a little better.

He trudged toward the pile of herbs he needed to organize, the smells of each of them were very pleasant to him, having been around all of them his whole life. He was disappointed by this gather, some were bitter or overly sweet and wouldn't be as effective. Some half shrivelled.. He sighed. Winter wouldn't be easy, as usual.

He finished up rather fast, since there wasn't that much to be put away and he wandered out of the den. Where the hell is Iunaria? His nose was momentarily assulted by the smell of snow, the wet and cold taste in the air which he opened his mouth and let his tongue hang out a bit to get a better smell. He shook off his coat- giving it a bit of a poof. He glanced around, seeing Killjoy head off. Probably to hunt.

Sorrel stumbled out of the den she'd slept in as he watched her just go right out into the crisp air and collapse in the barely up sun that wasn't even hitting her. He shook his head, ridiculous. He looked around to see if anyone was out or needed help and walked over to the middle of camp, debating on food.