Stratus (mentions Harmony, Luna and Leaf)
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Stratus nodded nervously, his hopes now soaring. He can get out of this!
He saw how Harmony steadied herself, and his adrenaline spiked when she twisted the stick sideways. He yelped involuntarily as a renewed pain coursed through his front leg. He felt himself getting dragged away from the trap, his mind temporarily numbed by the pain.
It was only when he saw the bloody, empty trap in front of him that he allowed to release a sigh of relief. He got out! He looked at his paw. Oh, now that was a bloody mess. Poor Leaf.
He started to lick his leg, in hopes to stop the blood as much as he can.
((sorry for a bit of godmodding there, but may as well get over the single action))
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Harmony (mentions Stratus and Luna)
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Harmony nudged Stratus with her nose.
"Would you be able to walk towards the camp?", she asked him gently, glancing at his leg. It looked horrible, but it should heal.
"I'll try my best", Stratus replied, standing up now. He tested his paw, wincing. "I can limp at least", he muttered.
"Very well, let's be off now", Harmony said, glancing at Luna for permission to go. Let's just hope no loners will attack us on our way, she thought to herself gravely.
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Yarrow (Chase, Fang, Luna)
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"Hopefully, hopefully", Yarrow sighed, also sniffing around more. Now matter how positive he could stay on this: he has a feeling it would take quite a long time for anything to come back to normal. Luna is doing a tremendous job of giving them something to do. But.... they have lost so much. Yarrow lost many of his good friends. He even lost a potential mate.
Meanwhile Luna lost more personal losses: her own mother. Yarrow doesn't feel capable of seeking for a mate as of now - so he couldn't imagine Luna finding anyone after such harsh times.
Yarrow shook his reddish-brown fur. Time to think of something else.
"I think we are getting close to our border, anyone smelled anything so far? I believe we will be encountering no loners today", he announced.
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Oak (mentions Lillith, Aush and Sky)
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Just as Oak was about to lose hope, a familiar mouth-watering smell of rabbit wafted into his nose. Finally! Some kind of prey!
"I smell rabbit!", he called out, smiling, "To the west. Unless anyone smells anything better, I suggest we make a beeline to the rabbits". He twisted his head to his packmates, waiting for their response.