Fantasy Silver Moon Pack

[Tasteless]

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The rather young and petite she-wolf was laying in her den, his fur pressed up close to hers warming her and protecting her from the cold gusts that sometimes slipped into their den. She sighs and nuzzles her nose into her neck. Then the shrieks and howls of agony made her blood run cold with terror. She looks up and finds herself pinned in the den with her mate, Him standing in front of her to protect her from the crimson blaze at was quickly engulfing their den. She steps back in terror, the heat tickling her snow white pelt. Suddenly one of the heavy branches of the den falls beside Night, she recoils and cries in fear. Then she felt the teeth grip her scruff, she growls but it was only seconds before she was thrown and she landed outside the den and landed with a loud thud. She quickly gets to her paws, her white pelt stained grayish black from the soot. She barks, "Hurry!" She cries, yet seconds later she watches as the den gives way, and collapses. She shrieks in pure sadness, feeling as if her heart was gripped so tightly it popped. She lunges for the den, despite it still being on fire. Yet she is stopped, teeth on her scruff. She turns, hoping to see him.. Yet her stomach drops in pure sadness when she sees its only her sister. Night looks toward the den, complete engulfed in flames, the black smoke drifting into the night sky. She is forced to evacuate the old camp, accompanied by her only sister and the rest of the survivors.


Suddenly Night is standing in the forest, watching as a group of Turkey gobble and remain oblivious to her, and her sibling's presence. Night watches as her younger sibling leaps from cover and kills the large male turkey with one swift bite. The rest shriek and flee, Yet Night has no interest in chasing. Her sibling starts to drag the large bird back toward Night when they both heard the click. Night pricked her ears toward the other side of the small clearing, then saw the glint of metal. "Nova-" A bang rang out and drowned out the rest of Night's cry. She halts and watches as her only living sibling drops, blood staining her white fur. "Nova!" Night cries, running for her sibling, another bang and Night is stopped with the sudden agony as a bullet slices through her ear. She growls, another bang and the bullet barely misses her. Night if forced to flee the scene, running back toward camp.

Nightingale's eyes open quickly, and she is back in camp.. Back to reality. She sighs heavily, her ear stinging lightly despite the wound being old and scarred. Night quickly regains herself, pushing the thought of her dead mate and sibling to the back of her mind o remain dormant until nightfall. She gets to her paws, and shakes the moss from her beautiful white pelt. The rather large she-wolf emerges from her den, the sunrise peeking over the trees far in the distance. She inhales the morning breeze deeply, before looking over the beautiful camp. The large alpha leaps down the stone in front of her den, before kneeling at the small pond to begin to drink the icy cold water.


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The massive brute laid in the moist grass, watching the sun begin to brighten the sky. He inhales deeply before opening his mouth wide to yawn, showing his pearly white fangs. He licks his maw sleepily, still able to taste the blood of the creatures he had killed earlier. Not many wolves were awake yet and he definitely wasn't a morning-wolf, yet he had decided to hunt for the pack to restock the kill pile. Now the kill pile was stocked plentifully with Turkey, three capybara adults that were too fat to out run him, and two Marbled cats. One marbled cat carcass laid between his long legs, he licked the soft flesh a few times, before sinking his razor sharp fangs into it and beginning to eat upon it's sweet feline flesh.


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The young she-wolf laid on a basking rock, she had been up for quite awhile. She was in her den when she smelt the blood from Reaper once he finished hunting. The scent had drawn her out of her dark den to feed, on her favorite of course. Capybara. She quickly picked up one of the fattest, and took it to her rock. The rock she laid on nearly every day to bask and feed. She tore into it's soft flesh quickly, enjoying the tangy blood as she lapped at the fat. She tore off its tough skin with ease, enjoying to chew on it for a bit. She licked her bloody maw for a moment, before continuing to feast upon the fat, overgrown rodent. Not many enjoyed the tangy taste, yet Sparrow found it delicious and it was more than a delicacy to her. It was more like a treat. She finished the kill quickly, and chewed on its bones for a bit.
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[Boondox]

((I will wait until Salem's mates CS has been posted before I bring him into the RP))

The morning air seemed to bring the pack to life as Elixir lifted his head to gaze out of his den, looking out into the dimly lit forest. Pulling himself up onto all fours he slowly made his way to the surface, the sun causing him to squint his eyes slightly as he then turned to gaze around the area, only a few pack members were awake. heaving a heavy breath he stretched out his jaw as he yawned, moving his large yet agile figure over to the pond to get himself something to drink. Upon reaching his destination he nodded a greeting to his Alpha before leaning down to take a drink calmly, a soft morning breeze seemed to rustle the tree's as he perked his ears, lifting his head from the water's surface and his bright yellow eyes glanced to the sky an a small sigh of comfort seemed to escape him slowly, not entirely worried of the alpha's presence. The dark mixture of charcoal and dark off white of his pelt seemed to dance against the sun as he turned to move back toward the dens, taking a quick look at the alpha once more before moving to a rock to perch on, his eyes falling to the meat pile, at this rate he would need to find at least two or even three bucks to keep them going for the next few weeks, this seemed to create a not so relaxing morning for him.​

 

[Tasteless]

(Silver moon and Red River pack are homes in the Southeast Asia rain-forest. They were relocated there many many years ago.)


Nightingale twitched her ears in a greeting toward Elixir. Once he moved away to perch himself on his basking rock, she followed his gaze to the kill pile. She licked her maw slightly, before standing up. She stretched her hind legs slightly, before slowly walking toward him. "Elixir, how does a morning hunt sound?" She asked, looking up at him from his rock. Her icy gaze proved to be quite provoking, and convincing. She flicks her tail back and forth a few times, as she waits before Elixir to agree to hunt with his alpha.


@Boondox

 

[Boondox]

The lead hunter turned his gaze to his alpha, her persuading icy eyes glanced up at him an he shook out his pelt, standing up he hopped from the rock, moving to stand next to her "Alright Night, sounds like a good idea" At that he started off at a smooth lope, his paws struck the earth softly, barely making a sound as he maneuvered throughout the underbrush. The moist grass seemed to stretch up in attempts to engulf his foot, as though to keep him in the exact spot as his paws sank into the soft terrain. As a small clearing approached him and his alpha he turned to look over his shoulder at her, bobbing his head to slow their pace he crouched low, crawling to the edge of the tree line, his muzzle and eyes just barely visible from the small meadow. A good size bull water buffalo was grazing on the tall grass, its black boat seemed to reflect the suns rays like a mirror. Turning his head slowly, Elixir motioned toward the bull waiting for his alpha's call.​

 

[Tasteless]

The white she-wolf followed after the Lead Hunter, Carefully crouching and watching it. She carefully crawled away from him and around the back of buffalo like a snake in high grass. Silent, and deadly. Once they were both on either side of the beast she made eye contact with Elixir and twitched her eyes in the signal. She then reared up on her hind legs and leaped for the buffalo, as she had planned the beast cried in shock before turning to run the other direction toward Elixir. She chased it, nipping at it's ankles so the hunter would have it easy when lunging for the beast's throat. She noticed th beast was going to fast, at this rate it would run the male over. She quickly leaped into the air and sunk her dew claws into the beast's thick skin, raking down its hide legs. She sunk her fangs into it's spine and it cried in agony, before slowing down to try to kick Night off.
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[Boondox]

As the white ears of his alpha twitched, and she leaped up the beast was charging right for him, also noticing he was going to fast, Elixir started run toward the beast, hopefully it would slow enough to try and turn itself away from him back as Night leaped up into the buffalo's hind, that was when Elixir got close enough to leap into the air, his jaws locking onto the Buffalo's throat, his front and hind legs digging their claws into the beast. The bull fought against both wolves, kicking and protesting but as Elixir tightened his jaws the bull took a heavy breath an flopped to the ground weakly, stumbling a few steps before finally lying in the grass. Elixir never removed his jaws from the animals throat until it took its final breath. Releasing the bull slowly from his grasp he then turned to Night "Thank you, If it weren't for you I might have been flattened" With that he turned to the young bull, grasping a hind leg in his jaw, beginning to drag it back in the general direction of the pack.​

 

[Tasteless]

The white she-wolf witched her ears in acknowledgment before sinking her fangs deep into the buffalo's thick neck skin and helping Elixir drag it back to camp. Once they returned to camp, The alpha released the beast and flicked her tail in amusement. "Well done, Elixir." She praised as she looked over the Bull happily. The pack would enjoy this kill greatly.
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[TechnoParadox]

Eclipse

Eclipse's eyes fluttered open as he arose from his deep sleep. Bobbing his head up, he groggily scanned premises of the den looking to see if anyone had woken up before him. He noticed Elixir and a few others had already woken up and gone out, probably out doing some early morning hunting, Eclipse thought. Pushed on to all fours, Eclipse lethargically walked out of the den, careful not to disturb any of the other pack members. He quickly shook off some dirt and moss from his ravishing coat and began to make his way towards the edge of camp, hoping that Elixir and whoever he went hunting with brought in a good kill. Small rays of sunlight penetrated the canopies of the rain forest and glazed over his matted gray and white fur as he maneuvered himself through the thick, damp forest. Small critters and other creatures scuttled away at his presence. As he neared the edge of the camp, he glimpsed Nightingale and Elixir dragging a young water buffalo into the camp. I guess I was right, and it looks like they brought in a tasty treat, Eclipse thought to himself as his mouth shaped into a grin, revealing his pearly white teeth. Crushing the wet grass beneath him, he quickly pranced towards the two individuals and their unfortunate prey.

Argo

Argo quickly emerged from her tranquil sleep and bounded out of the den, not caring that she had accidentally kicked some dirt onto some of the other sleeping pack members. She quickly stretched and navigated around the various shrubs and trees in the forest and walked towards the kill pile as her urge to eat nagged away at her. Setting her gaze upon the newly restocked kill pile, she was unable to resist the urge to drool. The cool morning breeze that carried the sweet aroma to her nose only heightened her excitement even more. She gave Reaper a cheeky smile before she eagerly walked towards the pile and took her pick. She chose a plump turkey and carefully dragged it out of the pile. She bared her teeth and sank them into the tender flesh of the turkey. Blood trickled down her mouth as she tore the turkey apart, savoring the flavor and freshness of the new additions to the kill pile. "I thought you weren't really a morning wolf Reaper, I'm surprised you went out to hunt this early," she remarked.





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[Verena]

Vulcan was sleeping under some bushes, curled up to preserve the warmth of his body. He once again saw her in his dreams, over and over again. However, not on every night. Only when the full moon was shining over the starless sky.


The soft white light was making its way through the thickest of greenery and reaching the ground, leaving spots of light, making some fungi glow up with blue and green as if they were enchanted.


The river dividing the two territories and the surrounding area was now covered in dense night fog, the many fish that lived here were shimmering and flickering like tiny diamonds underneath. The millions of untiring insects were singing their constant, repeating songs. The noise they produced so pervasive that it seemed to have a tangible, physical shape. Groups of chirps, squeaks and flutters. Rubbings, clicks, knocks, rattles, peeping. The rainforest was coming alive at night, especially in a brightly lit one like tonight.


For someone unused to this noise it would be impossible to fall sleep and feel secure. But Vulcan had spent most of his life here. He had no trouble sleeping surrounded by this chaos. He also had company. A spiritual one but company nevertheless. Monika’s. He saw her face, her beautiful patches of brown, grey and black fur, her smile, her golden eyes. Then, the events repeating themselves. He remembered every little detail. It had left a mark in his mind that would never be forgotten.


He was on his way to their den with their lunch – a marbled cat, a rather easy prey still found in their side of the forest, even if he had to walk longer distances with each day to find some. Monika couldn't hunt anymore, her belly too full and heavy for her to run alongside him. They were awaiting the pups any day now and they were both excited. She was getting more and more aggressive towards him but he was never angry with her. He was happier than ever and so was she.


But then, his happy thoughts were rudely interrupted as a distant howl coming from the direction of their den reached his ears. A howl of pain, a call for help, whimpers and yelps. His eyes widened with fear and shock. The meat slipped from his mouth and dropped to the ground. It took him a moment to restore control over his body and shaking legs before sprinting towards his destination, his breath quickening and his fear growing with each leap he took. He was so focused on getting there as fast as he could that he didn't notice the attack coming from the side.


The two wolves collided, drops of blood and patches of fur flew up in the air. Vulcan tried to get himself free from the other's grip but he was no match for the huge and experienced Alpha male of the Red River pack. He was pinned to the ground, his left eye bleeding, scratched open as a result of his attack. Vulcan knew he couldn't win but he wouldn't give up so easily either. He bit the Alpha's leg and made him step aside, breaking himself free in the process and hindering him from following, then running on towards the small cave the couple had been calling their home for the last couple of weeks. But he reached the scene when it was already too late.


He first smelled the blood, then saw bloody paw prints leading out of their den and back to the pack grounds. "No..." he muttered. "Monika!" he then yelped out and rushed into the den, only to find his beloved laying dead in the darkness, her beautiful feathery coat and the soft bedding of leaves and branches now soaked up with the crimson life liquid. Patches of the her's and the female Alpha's fur could be found all around the small cave. She hadn't gone down easily but she had been too weak nevertheless, incapable of fighting or fleeing with that belly of hers. "Monika..." he whimpered quietly and rubbed his muzzle against her cheeks. His shaking legs soon forced him to collapse onto the ground next to her, pressing his side against hers, his head resting on her neck.


He spent hours like this until nightfall. Then he crawled out of the cave and looked up at the full moon, gathering his breath and letting out a howl of sadness and despair. His beloved was dead. The two of them, Omegas as they were, had broken the pack rules but Monika had paid the highest price for their mistake. He was alone, cast away. If he returned, he would be killed by the rest of the pack. As he thought about it, his sadness transformed into rage. His howl was now a roar filled with aggression and hate. He would avenge her death. At any cost. He swore it to the moon above him.


But for now, he had to flee, start a life every wolf feared - the life of a loner, a survivor, nowhere and never accepted by anyone, having to fend for themselves with their own strength and endurance, not with the help of a pack. It made them stronger and selfish, often feared and hated by the Alphas which they might replace.


Vulcan was no exception. He fled and lived alone for almost two years and was now a fully grown four year old male, experienced, strong, aggressive - a fighter, far more dangerous than the average wolf that was a member of a pack. He had added new scars to the old one across his eye - the constant reminder of his task.


With this the dream ended abruptly and he awoke, quickly yanking his head up and looking around, sniffing the air and turning his ears. Discovering that there was no danger nearby, he looked up at the sky. The moon wasn't shining as brightly now. It was stepping aside to let the sun in. Morning fog was covering all of the area, brushing through Vulcan's fur and the plants, leaving small drops of water - his breakfast for now. After a minute or two he stood up and shook to get rid of all the water drops, leaves, small branches, dirt and even small insects stuck in his fur. He then yawned, showing all of his long sharp canine teeth on display and stretched, making sure that everything in his body was made for action.


He looked like a ghost in that fog, not much could be seen around but it wasn't too bad. The more the sun was rising, the more the fog was dispersing. The sky was turning from red to golden to purple, then finally blue. All the creatures of the night were hiding back in their burrows, caves, holes and making way for the others that were now waking up, quenching their thirst on small puddles forming in bowls of leaves or wood up in the air, some even licking the water drops directly off their fur. Not many dared walk on the ground. Some animals spent their whole lives high in the treetops where they found everything they needed to survive. Still, there were plenty of other ground animals to keep a wolf happy. But Vulcan wasn't going to hunt yet. He had stilled his hunger on some remains of a water buffalo two days ago and still didn't feel the imminent need to go out searching for food again. Besides, he had better things to do - keeping a watch on a very specific pack to be precise.


Now with the fight ensuing between the two packs more aggressively than ever, he could finally see his chance to strike. But he couldn't do it alone. No wolf, as strong as he may be, was a match for an Alpha pair, not to mention the whole pack. For the first time in these whole two years of solitude, he needed help. And not just from anyone but from the competitors - the Silver Moon pack. Although he found it strange that it was only the white female leading the whole pack, this was the only help he could get.


He had began stalking them for a couple of days now, trying to always blend with the shadows and thicket with his jet black coat, stay on the opposite side of the wind, stay unnoticed in any way possible. He was looking for an opportunity to show and introduce himself to the Alpha. The moment had to be perfect or they would chase him away, maybe even kill him for intruding their territory. And then it would all be for nothing. He couldn't allow this to happen. He had made a promise and he intended to keep it.


He headed straight for the pack grounds, making sure to be walking against the wind, even if that meant making a wide circle around the area. He arrived at the spot just as the Alpha and the Hunting Leader, probably the two most dangerous wolves in the pack, were dragging a young water buffalo for the others to enjoy. He was laying in the grass and bushes and watching them from a distance. This was a good day. They would probably be tired from the hunt or their bellies full and he would be able to escape if things didn't go as planned and they decided to attack. He would wait for them to finish eating before making his move. Interrupting a pack in their feast was never a good idea. He would not only be seen as an intruder but also as a thief.

 

[Lokipi]

*used my phone >.< sorry in advance!*


Saoirse


Delta wolf, Silver Moon
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Saoirse lifted herself from the bank, her legs unfurling beneath her sinuously. In front of her, the glassy surface of the forest pool reflected the anguish which had settled across her gentle features, only to deepened by her frustration at her own inability to understand why she felt like this. She had been stirred from sleep before dawn, her heartbeat elevated to the point where she could feel in push against her rib cage. She had been panting in her sleep too, her body warm from what ever terror it had prepared her to run from. But here was where the issue lay, there was no threat or terror awaiting her, no tiger or snake coiled ready to strike, only her pack. In the gloom she picked out the familiar forms, all account for bar the alpha, Night whom slept apart from them.


Shaking the unearthly feeling of dread which had settled on her shoulders, the she wolf had pulled herself up, padded quietly to the entrance and left, only taking a second to breath in the cool early morning air before lopping over to the alpha den. She needed to check. Just to be sure everyone was safe.


When she arrived, she walked up the gentle slope, using the soft trickle of the stream near by to mask her sound, before peering into the dark, cool interior which was Night's den. Within lay the large form of the she-wolf who lead them. She looked strong even when sleeping, a true beauty of a wolf, and thankfully still breathing.


Snorting in frustration, Saoirse shook her head. Why must she worry? It must have been a bad dream, that was all. But she couldn't remember the images she had seen now, though they hung at the edge of her conscience, grasping at her in fuzzy snippets of memory which she couldn't focus on without losing them all together.


Rattled, Saoirse moved out into the forest, not wanting to disturb the others from their slumber, the last they needed was worrying over her as she fretted over nothing.


"Some delta I am" she snapped bittlery, her smooth low voice rumbling warmly against the cold words, as she merged into the trees.


She had walked for a while, until she found her spot, a little off from the river which marked their boarders. Long a go she claimed this as her own spot, a vine and most strewn clearing, no bigger than their dens entrance, with a small, jewel blue at it's centre.


Rocks scattered the emerald green landscape, damp with morning dew and of these, the silver she-wolf had settle on the largest, looking down at her own reflection with the honey toned eyes over the pink scar which marred her slender muzzle. Her graceful form, so bright with tones of silvers, whites and greys contrasting starkly against the lush green which lay about her, but in this small silent cove, Saoirse did not worry over being so easily seen.


Instead she focused on her mind, on calming her heart and resting, and for awhile it worked. But good things never last. As the morning's first light came, heating the air about her, the she wolf felt her heart sink once more.


Standing, she growled at herself before giving up the chase. From the light, she guessed the others were beginning to wake and she would need to return before they realised she was missing. She maybe be worrying over nothing, but at least she could spare them the same over her.


When she returned, she slinked into the opening where Night, Elixir and Eclipse now stood over a large kill. The sight of fresh food was welcome, but with the large wad of guilt settling in her stomach, her hungry had been pressed down. She would let the others eat first.


Without saying anything, she tried to sneak back into the den, hoping no one would realise she had even left at all.

 

[Tasteless]

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Stood beside the kill, the scent of her pack and the sweet scent of the Buffalo clouding her senses. She stood aside and her ears swiveled toward Eclipse. She glanced to him and twitched her ears in a greeting before sitting down, curling her long tail around her paws. Night glanced over the area around them, as she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She inhales deeply, nothing but familiar scents. She dismisses the feeling quickly yet keeps a close eye on the shadows, as Tiger prints have been seen in the area.


She puts her paw on the Buffalo's head and tilts it back slightly, running her claws over its throat lightly. "What an unfortunate creature to be born as." She mutters to no one particular.


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He twitched his ears at Argo's snide remark. He huffed softly, licking his blood maw. "I'm not. Yet my duty matters more than sleep." He grumbles, taking another bite of his feline catch. He finishes it quickly, leaving mostly blood bones. He licks at his black bloody paws, and glances toward Argo, "Yet i wouldn't expect a pup to understand duty." He teases, showing one of his ivory fangs as he slowly sits up. Twitching his long beautiful tail slightly.
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[Boondox]

The whole journey back to the grounds had been silent. Elixir was not a very vocal wolf, he would much rather observe the scenery and stay quiet. The birds began to sing and he pointed his maw to the tree tops, hoping to catch a glimpse of one. As they dropped the Buffalo down into the kill pile, Elixir nodded to Night and was turning away when Eclipse, the Delta male approached them, with respect he again nodded in greeting before moving to his rock to perch on once more, sitting down on his haunches he took in a breath of fresh air, a light breeze ruffling through his thick pelt. Elixir could hear the comment Night had made about the Buffalo and truthfully he couldn't have agreed more with her, to be born as a prey and not predator would have been a shame, life would have been filled with worry and death all around them, although luckily this Bull had seemed pretty alone. Shaking himself back to reality he stood up and hopped down from his perch and padded over to the small pond, stepping his front paws into the cool water he then leaned down to lap up some of the liquid to quench his thirst. Once finished he lazily made his way back to his rock, where he lay basking in the morning sun.

The moist morning air seemed to stir the large alpha awake, his dull eyes blinked themselves open slowly, raising his large head to glance around his den before he pulled his stocky build up onto all four legs, his broad shoulders stood him tall as he stepped out into the forest, his bright pelt glistened against the suns rays. The dull hazel of Salem's eyes gazed over the grounds, noticing a few of his pack members already awake he perked his ears and padded down to a small brook that ran along the forests floor. Leaning down to take a quick drink he then lifted himself from the ground and turned to acknowledge the pack members awake, twitching his ears and nodding in their direction although he did chuckle a little as the female pointed out that Reaper wasn't a morning-wolf. His little one still wasn't awake yet so he merely moved to a patch of sunlit grass an lay down to wait for his young one to awake.

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[TechnoParadox]

Eclipse

Eclipse nodded back to Elixir and proceeded to snicker at Nightingale's statement. Eclipse made his way over to the buffalo and began to examine it. "Took a young one did you? Their meat is more tender than the adults, easier to chew," Eclipse remarked as he continued to inspect the young buffalo, poking and prodding it with his paws. A slight breeze blew across the camp, slightly moving Eclipse's gray and white coat. Almost as if a small voice in his head commanded him to, he suddenly jerked up and swiveled his head, scanning the area around him, looking to see if there was anything that wasn't supposed to be here. A feeling of unease settled into Eclipse's stomach when he couldn't find anything suspicious. He tried to dismiss the feeling but it continued to nag at him. Sighing, he switched his gaze towards Nightingale and Elixir and quickly spoke in a hushed whisper, "Is it just me or does it feel like something here is amiss?"

Argo

Argo stopped eating to pout at Reaper's teasing and then continued by rolling her eyes at him. "Of course, because all I do is fool around and not listen to directions..." Argo mumbled as she quickly finished the rest of the turkey. She was used to Reaper's teasing at this point but was still unhappy with the lack of acknowledgement towards her. With her appetite savored, Argo licked her lips and quickly turned around, head held high and wagging her tail as she padded towards a small pond where she washed down the food with some cool refreshing water. With her thirst appeased, she slowly peered into the small pond, gazing upon the clear reflection of her features. Argo sighed, acknowledging the fact that she wasn't a role model wolf like Reaper, who took his responsibilities seriously and was well respected. With nothing else to do, Argo lazily stretched herself on to a small patch of soft, wet grass.

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[Tasteless]

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Alpha Female; Silver Moon, Heading toward the river

The alpha female twitched her ears, and looked to Eclipse. "Indeed, i felt it too." She growled under her breath. She then took it as her opportunity to leave camp. The rather large she-wolf stood up "I'm going to commence a patrol." She didn't wait for one of the males to protest or volunteer, if they wanted to join they could follow me.. Heading deep into the jungle moving silently and quickly. The beautiful she-wolf approaches the River when she hears a cry. It's rather weak, and distressed. She perks her ears, listening for another. "Did you hear that?" She questions whoever decided to follow her.She continues to listen but she doesn't hear another whine.
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TechnoParadox


Boondox

 

[TechnoParadox]

Eclipse

Delta Male; Silver Moon, heading towards the river

Eclipse nodded as he followed Nightingale through the forest, suddenly stopping when the sound of a cry resonated through the area. "I heard it all right, loud and clear," Eclipse said as he waited for any additional noise, none came. After a few moments of silence, Eclipse cautiously approached the river, looking for the source of the sound he had heard. Eclipse silently hoped that the noise he and Nightingale heard was just some small harmless animal. He squinted his eyes, hoping to find anything that could help them locate the source of the noise. "Hey Nightingale, you see anything?" he asked as walked along the bank, swinging his tail.

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@Cyber Wolf


@Boondox

 

[Verena]

A couple of minutes passed and now it looked like most of the pack members had grabbed themselves a piece of meat and were devouring it with delight, some were done and resting, others were still chewing or licking the clean bones. This was it. It was now or never. He had to act. But then it hit him. How? How was he going to introduce himself? Just barging in on them wasn't a good idea. If he howled to signal his presence they might try and circle him, close him off. And what was he going to say? Hi? He had to think of something and fast. The pack probably wouldn't hunt again for a couple of days after such a rich meal and now he had all of the pack together. He could notice that the pack was more nervous than they used to be before. Had they noticed him? No... They would sound the alarm if they have seen him. He was in a good position, or was he? Seeing the Alpha head into the forest and towards the river, he waited a minute or two to gain some distance, then slowly moved from his spot as well, watching his every step and avoiding stepping on branches he could crush when placing weight on them as to not produce any unnecessary noise. Suddenly, a cry reached his ears. He stopped in his movements with one of his front paws still up in the air, his heartbeat quickening. Now what in the world could have caused that sound? Some small or young wounded animal? Vulcan focused his attention back on the Alpha to see her reaction.

 

[Tasteless]

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Alpha female; Silver Moon; At the river.

The large she-wolf scanned over the water, ears perked. "No.. I cannot see anythi-" Suddenly she spotted it. The small black mass of a young animal struggling against the icy water. "Eclipse. There!" She barked. The small animal resurfaced for a moment, only to let out a distressed, and panicked cry. The she-wolf then froze, It wasn't just a young animal.. It was a young wolf.. Not even a yearling. "It's a pup!" She barks again, running along the edge of the river, her paws sticking into the soft ground as she sprinted down the bank. Diving into the river was quite a bad idea due to the water being cold enough to steal the air from a creatures lungs, and the fact that crocodiles often hid in the rather murky yet quick paced water. Suddenly Nightingale didn't care for those facts, and she leaped into the water. She hit the water heavily, and went under immediately. The icy water stung at her skin as it soaked her fluffy fur, she resurfaced and looked around quickly. She spotted the small pup again, struggling to stay up and quickly tiring. Night swam as quick as she could toward the small life, desperate to save the poor pup. She was then close enough, She forced herself under the water and closed her jaws around the pup's body.


Night resurfaced and struggled against the quick water as she tried to direct herself back toward the bank. She swam furiously, when a sudden wave pushed her and the small pup under once more. She struggled to regain herself as she was as well quickly becoming tired. She huffed heavily, they were so close to the bank. She then threw her head to one side, and it one quick movement flung the pup up onto the bank and he landed with a shocked cry. Night went back under the water despite her strong swimming skill, water flooding into her mouth causing her to choke.


The powerful leader resurfaced and dug her claws into the muddy bank, she clawed at the soft dirt a she tried to pry herself from the ice water.
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[Verena]

Vulcan placed his paw down on the ground. It looked as if everything was calm again. But then they heard it again. The same cry for help. Seeing the Alpha run beside the river and then hearing her bark that the thing apparently was a wolf pup, Vulcan followed her and her companion with his eyes, however didn't move from his spot yet. Honestly, he didn't really care too much for the small creature. It would probably be only in their way as it wasn't going to be ready to join the fight against Red River pack, forming unnecessary attachment, even a waste of supplies if it was wounded. It was cold but he was just thinking practically. Last thing he expected however, was for the Alpha to jump into the ice cold water to actually try and save the pipsqueak. What was she thinking?! They were on the brink of war and she was more concerned for this pup's life than for her pack losing their leader. Without a second thought, Vulcan leapt from his spot, the strong muscles on his hind legs propelling him forward like a spring of a toy. The quick river had carried the two farther from the spot where the female had jumped into the water and he had to push himself to his near limits to keep up. He reached the Alpha just as she was trying to get back on shore. But the water was so cold, it probably made her muscles stiff, her thick fur soggy and heavy and her nerves frozen, hindering her from using her real strength to get back on land. Vulcan sprinted towards her, jumping and splashing in the water, swallowing some in the process which made his brain literally freeze. He instantly felt the stinging pain of the cold that also took his breath away but ignored it. Adrenaline was one heck of a natural drug. He reached the Alpha and caught her by the scruff using his jaws but not his teeth, similar to what a parent would do to hold a puppy up, and began pulling her towards shore, digging his legs into the mud to use as leverage where he could and swimming using all his strength where he couldn't reach the bottom.

 

[TechnoParadox]

Eclipse​

Delta Male; Silver Moon, at the river






Following the gaze of the she-wolf, Eclipse set his eyes upon the young wolf struggling to stay afloat. "Nightingale wa-" before Eclipse got to finish his sentence, Nightingale had already started to sprint towards the youngling. Unable to stop her, he watched helplessly as his pack leader jumped into the midst and attempted to rescue the little pup. Eclipse couldn't believe that she had just impulsively put her life at risk to save a small pup without coming up with a proper plan first. With widened eyes, Eclipse frantically rushed towards the two as they were carried down the river. Nightingale soon got a grasp of the little pup and had thrown it onto the bank, in front of Eclipse. Unsure of what action to take next in the spur of the moment, he yelped in surprise as a black wolf suddenly burst out of hiding and jumped into the river and attempted to pull Nightingale out of the clutches of river. Eclipse stood there, as still as a statue as a million things went through his head at once until he mentally slapped himself,

I have to help them, Eclipse thought to himself.

Ignoring the fact that this newcomer was a total stranger, Eclipse sprinted over and helped pull the two of them back on to solid ground.

 

[Tasteless]

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Alpha female; Silver Moon; At the River.
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The she-wolf felt her scruff being pulled and tugged at. She growled in slight pain, she finally got a good grip on the land and she was easily helped up onto the shore along side the new comer. She coughed slightly, and shook out her fur causing tiny water drop to land on the two others and making her fur poof out like a cotton ball. She flattened her fur a bit before looking toward Vulcan. The alpha quickly looked to her delta standing tall, "Eclipse, Begin to dry the pup. Before it freezes to death." She orders.


She then turns her attention back on the wolf whom she has never seen before, she examines him a bit. Taking note of the scar that trailed down his left eye, circling him quickly she couldn't seem to smell any hint of Red River pack. She twitched her ears and stood in front of him, "Who are you." She questioned.


@Vulcan


@TechnoParadox

 

[Verena]

Once the Alpha had a secure footing again, Vulcan let go of her as there was no need for his help anymore. He climbed back onto shore and lowered his head, coughing the water out that had gathered in his throat while pulling at the she wolf, along with some saliva and some white hairs. He then continued to shake his whole body to get the water off his fur that was really heavy and almost pulling him down, his limbs shaking as the adrenaline dispersed from his mind, letting him feel the actual cold and even pain. Only then did he notice that the Alpha was circling around him. Realizing that he wouldn't get far if he tried to flee, he simply lowered his head, his ears to the side of his skull, his tail hanging low. Overall, a rather submissive stance. Hearing her question, it almost took him by surprise. He hadn't spoken to anybody in almost two years now. He had even started talking to himself as to not completely forget his voice or how to speak in general. "Vulcan." he muttered. "My name is Vulcan." he repeated and precariously looked up at the powerful and proud female, his head however still low.

 

[TechnoParadox]

Eclipse

Delta Male; Silver Moon, at the river

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"Of course," Eclipse replied respectfully, stealing one last glance at the uninvited guest before hurrying over to the pup. Eclipse didn't think the newcomer was someone from Red River, however he considered the possibility of him being a lone wolf. As he contemplated this, Eclipse began the process of licking the small pup in order to dry and warm it. Licking the pup methodically, he mentally noted the strength the newcomer had shown when he dragged Nightingale out of the river. With this, Eclipse realized that the wolf could become a valuable asset to Silver Moon. Eclipse's ears perked as he heard the large black wolf introduce himself. Eclipse wondered if Vulcan would be willing to join the pack, of course he would have to go through Nightingale but setting that aside, their main priority at the moment was the pup. Turning his attention back to the pup, he noticed it was still breathing quite heavily and it had closed its eyes. Gazing down sympathetically, Eclipse wondered where its parents were, or what happened to them. Carefully and delicately, Eclipse picked up the pup by its scruff and carried it towards Nightingale and Vulcan. "It's dried off now but it's still breathing pretty heavily. We should probably take it back to camp for now." Eclipse recommended, looking up at his pack leader.

 

[Illusionus]

A wolf of pure white, save for a couple fresh blood splotches, wanders into his Pack's territory, dragging a young tapir with him, and trots over to the food pile. It seems that a new addition was made to it, meaning that the hunter to have retrieved it must be nearby. Dropping the tapir with the rest of the food, the wolf begins looking around and finds the hunter laying down on a rock, seemingly sunning himself. "Hello there Elixer. Nice kill you have there. I'm surprised you wee able to take one down. That is, unless it was all by its lonesome out in the fields. Even so, you must have had some help bringing it back here. Those beasts sure are on the hefty side."

 

[Lokipi]

Aurora,


Red River cub,


The den clearing.
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Aurora stirred in the warm dust, twisting round to scratch her back on a gnarled tree root which protruded through the den’s walls, with a stratified grunt. At the mouth of the den, a crescent shaped pool of light illuminated the dusty path, sending tendrils of warmth into the cool depths below to tug her gently from her sleep.


Wearily at first, the she-wolf fought the calls of life beyond the den, screwing her eyes closed and rolling over grumpily with irritated groans and growls. But as the voices of her pack mates began to lift, the others waking one by one, the youngest member of the pack retired from her attempts to dodge getting up. With one last, if somewhat defeated sigh, Aurora stood and stretched, pushing out her long, almost graceful legs in front of her with a wolfish grin. The feeling of the knotted muscles untie beneath her fur was almost as good as having a nap in the sun and Aurora allowed herself a moment to revel in the sensation, before at long last, she began to pick her away towards the light.


Keeping her head low, as to not get her ears scratched by unruly ceiling roots, the cub came to the entrance and descended into the den’s clearing, studying the groups’ emotions with weary eyes. In normal circumstances, the young she-wolf would have skirted around the edges of the clearing, her mixture of cub and adult features making her clumsy and oddly self-conscious, but today she pushed such worries to the back of her head.


As she strolled across, she dipped her head to each of her packmates: first Reaper, the Delta Male whom smelt like damp earth and blood, then Argo, the free-willed hunter who never ceased to make Aurora smile, Sparrow her mentor, to whom Aurora approached and nipped gently on the ear as greeting, and lastly, her father. Salem rested in a sun patch, his large form betraying the muscles which rippled beneath his pelt, as it caught the sun, bring forth bursts of golds and reds. Inwardly, Aurora grinned, proud to share the alpha’s lineage in red fur which ran in the Red River pack, almost as if they were both kissed by fire.


Stopping, just short of Salem, Aurora surveyed her father with keen eyes, the last bit of sleep releasing her as a twinkle of mischief sparked expression. With his eyes closed, she assumed Salem had not seen her and this was a perfect opportunity to practice the pounce she had watched Reaper perform once upon a moon. Admittedly she was never meant to have seen that, as she had sneaked out to learn before she was ready, but now, she was older, bigger (though perhaps not wiser from the up and coming choices). She knew what she was doing. Kinda anyway.


Although pack tradition said that she should greet her father, Aurora had never been known to follow the rules and so here she was again, not necessarily breaking them but bending the rules to her will. She would greet her father, just not the way he would expect.


She crouched, her overly large paws surprisingly steady and silent as she settled, curling her legs in as she readied to jump. Silence for a second, as she pinned her target with bright eyes, before…she sprang, letting out a triumphant bark as she thought with a laugh, Let’s see you dodge this!


@Cyber Wolf


@Boondox


@Sen Pai (as both your characters are in Red River )

 

[Boondox]

Red River Alpha


Pack grounds

The large alpha was relaxing in the morning's gaze, his pelt of fire seemed to come to life as the sun danced along his frame. Salem was a proud Alpha, his bloodlines were strong and their hearts kind. Salem was a very vocal wolf, he would be the first to greet himself to anyone, although if you were to cross him in a bad way you would certainly pay for it. The muscular male breathed lightly in the morning breeze, however it didn't take long for his large ears to detect something moving awfully close to him, although he stayed very still it was at the moment when he heard the small, high pitched bark of his daughter that he put a wolfy grin on his face and he used his muscled legs to push himself away from the ground, causing him to roll over onto his back, his daughter was headed straight for his broad chest. He would have dodged her pounce easily, yet he didn't want the young one to hurt herself. Salem chuckled lightly at Aurora as he nudged her with his muzzle lightly "Good morning to you too my dear" Salem had a deep, rough husky tone to his voice, although it was low and soft as it rang out into the air.

@Cyber Wolf

@Cyber Wolf

@TechnoParadox

@Vulcan

@arcaneSentinel​