His heart leaped as he heard Wander, but he knew that they both had to pretend. "Fox. I am not even very far off of my territory. I would recommend, for your safety, that you DON'T BOTHER INNOCENT DOGS!" He snarled furiously, even glaring at Wander. "And you, are all you stray mutts this nosy?" He pressed his ears back. "But fine. I'll leave you and your stupid little den alone." He straightened up and walked away, his tail swishing arrogantly in the fox's face. He doubled back after a second, sitting down at he and Wander's meeting place. He started grooming himself, angry that they would only get a few minutes to talk before he had to go back to the pack. That fox had messed up his entire morning!

Crystal || F || Loner || Fox || M: Open

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Grumble. I find a old corpse of a rat. I drag it back to my den. It smells of acid. Snuffling through the scent fur, I eat until my stomach quiets. I should not have messed with that dog. But, my den. I watch Sparrowhawk and Wander hang out and sit there wondering. Why are THEY together. A pack dog and a stray. I yawn and curl up. I think the acid is getting to my head. I want to go find water, but, sleepy. My tongue burns from the air. I see a crack in the pavement and sink lower into my den. Dash...

Daisy picked up the sound of Sparrowhawk fighting with two other animals. She ran over tail bristling ready to defend her packmate. She saw two animals, a fox and a wolf she didn't recognise.

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She woke up, groaning. This den got cold when there was no one to share it. She curled up again, trying to decide whether to actually get up or not. Ow. That paw was sore. She got up, shaking herself to wake up more, and skipped out of the den into camp. She was hungry, and sniffed hopefully at the food pile, but she had to wait for either the alphas or betas.

Crystal || F || Loner || Fox || M: Open

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I watch Daisy stand there looking at Sparrowhawk and Wander. I crawl out of my den and creep over. "Hello, who are you?" I say even though I know. I just need to get my mind of Dash. I sit next to her and look up. I flick my ear and attempt to smile. I am not that good at this.

He pawed the ground, waiting for her. He only had a few more minutes that he could wait. She needed to be here now. He scratched his ear, then got up, stretching his long legs carefully. He didn't want to be sore for a hunt. He sighed, his long tail drooping. Maybe she wasn't coming. He sat back down, deciding to wait for just one more minute.