Oreithya

The Raven Pack | 5 1/2 Years Old | The Medic | Mentions : Willow, Brute, Mairea, Sundown, Bardou

The alabaster female had hosted a few wolves in her spacious den during the storm. She had kept her eyes on the entrance the whole night ; her gaze stoic, but anyone who knew her would know that she was worried for her apprentice. He had come requesting her help, and before she could even go and assist the male - the storm had worsened to the point it would've been dangerous for her to go and help him. And she gave a worried sigh at this notion, and could only hope that he made it back safely to his patient and that if anyone was making him uncomfortable because he was younger would face her fury. She looked to see Mairea arising from her slumber, and noticed the yawn the white coated female gave and how she peeked out of the den. She gave a soft hum of amusement at this notion, and she went up the younger female and spoke.

"You're free to go, just make sure to get some rest and announce your news to your mate. It's about time the pack had more members added to its rank - I can't tell the size of your litter just yet, but soon I'll be able to give you an answer." She said kindly to the young dame who wore a soft expression on her face and gave a nod before walking away.

Oreithya then turned her attention to the new couple and gave an exhausted sigh at their antics. "Alright, love bugs," she teased with annoyance in her voice - yet, one could hear just the slightest ounce of amusement, "Willow, you should be good to go as you got some rest - I just need to redress your wound to make sure it heals properly and doesn't get infected." She then turned to Brute, a calm expression in her face as she spoke, "And Brute, if I hear about your mate getting hurt again and you encouraged her to ignore the mandatory rest I'm putting her on - you will not escape my fangs. You need to be stern with her because she's stubborn - I expect you as her mate to care for her health, alright? Do I make myself clear?" She said sternly at the male.

And with that she went over to her, and using a water soaked moss and cleaning the wound. She then applied a paste of echinacea to the wound, and then using a large flat leaf she placed on the wounds. And with a satisfied hum, she dabbed the rest of the wounds clean and put a little of paste of her wounds. After that she used some loose vibes to wrap around the sprained paw.

"Now you two, shoo shoo, I need to get to my apprentice - and I don't need your lovey dovey selves in my den. Go be painstakingly and tooth rottenly sweet elsewhere. "

She harrumphed as she gathered some supplies to possibly aid her apprentice with ; poppy seeds, echinacea, cobwebs, goldenrod, and rosemary. She put the supplies carefully in a leaf, and she made her way out of the den and made her way in the last direction she saw her apprentice heading when he was last in the area.

Brute l Male l Beta l Raven l M: Ore, Willow, Bardou

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Brute was going to snap back at her, but to be honest, just between me and you, he was terrified of Ore's Fangs. He had heard stories about her when you ignored her rules, and he did not want to get on Ore's badside, no matter what rank in the pack he was. Brute rose to his paws. His coyote colored pelt brushing slightly against Willow's as he did so. "Yes ma'am." He said, then he watched as Ore gathered her supplies, his Golden stare lingerimg on her til she left the den. He then turned his Golden stare towards Willow. "I know your stubborn." He said in an amusing way. "But your gonna list to your Beta do you understand me? You will rest, and I will see no different." He finished, a huge grin lingering on his face as he nuzzled her. Then changing his tone to a more soft kne he added, "Do you want to move to my den? Its been kind of empty since Bardou." He almost stopped at the name Bardou. He knrw Bardou was in the den with them, and he turned towards her figure and gabe an innocent smile. He knew she wouldnt be back in the den for awhile, and for niw he and Willow could share it.

Hymir

| The Great Eastern Pack | Scout | Four | Male | Mentions: Violet

The young male gave a bored grumble as he looked around camp - it seems that mostly everyone was getting up and getting around. He also saw that it seemed that Illusion had done some hunting and was talking to Hondo at the moment . And that's when he noticed someone coming into camp ; it was Violet and she seemed to be in deep thought. He gave an amused chuckle - she had that look on her face when she was thinking too hard and it was honestly - adorable. He gave a small smile at the sight of her, and before he knew it the young male was making his way over to her with a lazy grin and extra gait in his step. He gave her a friendly nudge, one indicating his playfulness and teasing nature with her. Her fur smelled like herbs, and he couldn't help but enjoy that smell. And his ears perked at seeing the violet he had given her to still be in her possession. That was very interesting, in his opinion, did it mean that she could possibly feel the same way about him.

He blinked for a moment lost in his thoughts. "What have you been up to Vi? Mother having you look for herbs after this frost? Maybe you should be an herb yourself - since you're always smelling so nice. " he said teasingly and endearing to the female. And he gave a small chuckle and then looked at the flower again saying, " I'm glad you like the flower, it, uh, suits you."

He then paused for a moment ; he could feel his heartbeat growing faster and he decided to speak before he chickened out. "Hey, Vi - would you, uh, " he then looked away a bit shyly saying , "would you be interested in possibly . . ." He gave a soft groan , his ears flickering back in embarrassment - he gave a sharp inhale saying,"Wouldyoubeinterestedinapossiblecourtshipandmaybebeingmymateintgefuture?" He rambled quickly before looking at her with a slight wince.

Violet l Female l Medic's Apprentice l Eastern l M: Hymir

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Violet entered camp, herbs still in her mouth, with a sligjt trot. Her soft ice blue eyes scanned camp, still looking for the charcoal colored male who she longed to see. She was still thinking about him, and when she looked up and saw him there, she thought she was dreaming. But no, there he was, the Hymir she longed for. He made his way over to her, the grin on his face spreading to hers as he playfully nudged her, her fur tingling at his touch. He seemd to notice the Violet that still lyed behind her ear, and his eyes were clouded in thought. Could he feel the same way. No, she answered herself, pushimg down the thoughts of any future with the both of them. Her eyes locked with his for a moment, before she blushed and looked away. As he asked that question, confusion swept over her. When had Hymir started to call her Vi? Was she just not remembering, or did he now just make up the nickname. She didnt care if he made it up or not, when he said it, it made her feel warm inside. Violet knew Hymir was a flirt, but he'd never flirted with her before, usually just the ither females in the pack. Was it a sign? He gave the comment on the flower, and she could see the signs of a smile on his face. Then he started to ask another question, but couldnt seem to say it. Then he just blurted out a phrase, so fast that she could barely hear him. But the message was clear. She'd picked up the words: Would you, courtship, future mate. Violet was at loss for words. He did feel the same way about her. She stepped towards him for a moment, then hesitated, but ultimately gave in. She pushed her head inhis neck fur, savoring his scent. "Oh Hymir..." She paused, before saying. "Yes, of course." Then added, "You need to speak in sentences, darling." She teased, then closed her eyes, savoring the moment.