Ashes (Dark creature roleplay)

[Moondancer]

Gabriel crouched on a spindly tree branch that seemed too small to support him, white wings stretched out behind him for extra balance. His curly brown hair was tied back but a few strands fell from the ponytail and hung in front of his eyes. He brushed them away irritably and returned to his previous position, hands resting on his legs, watching the forest floor with a combination of curiosity and caution. He always kept a hand close to the knife he kept hung on his belt, just in case of trouble.

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Caster sped through the forest in wolf form, his white-tipped paws barely seeming to touch the ground. A deer ran a few metres in front of him, though the gap between the two was closing rapidly. He found it easier to hunt in wolf form than buy food in human form. The deer didn't ask him to pay for the meal.

[MissShadowHunter]

Damon moved swiftly through the woods, his tongue ran over his fangs. He smiled slightly as he kept a wary eye out for any movement.

((Epic fail))

[major tom]

((;_; I have to get off now, but I am attempting to post at least one presentable paragraph.))
Prim raced stealthily through the trees, weaving gracefully between the trunks as she gave chase to the deer, a determined expression on her face as she thought, I won't miss this one. Not this time. The only sounds in the ever-still woods were the sound of her own soft, rapid breathing and the quiet thuds her paws made on the ground. The werewolf easily cleared a thicket of brambles, her forepaws tucked neatly against her chest as a few thorns tugged at her belly fur. She landed lightly, only a whisper in the silent wood while she resumed her puruit. A flash of white slipping past the trees; her quarry's tail vanishing into the underbrush as Prim slowly closed the distance between them. Had she paid more attention to the scents flooding her nose would her fate be different, fierce instinct overwhelming all of her senses and leaving her oblivious to one of her own kind stalking through the trees. ((Caster.))

[Minimetoo]

Aaron jumped up in a tree, causing several leaves to fall. He smiled, then jumped onto another. "You there." He moved onto a lower branch, then looked Damon up and down. "You lost, kid?" he asked before dropping onto the ground. Aaron leaned back against the tree and smirked.

Where are those guys? Leonardo grumbled. He was padding through the forest silently, searching for the pack. Ello? He swiveled his head around, suddenly wary. He smell them. Heard them. But he wasn't ready to appraoch them yet

[Moondancer]

Caster pounced on the deer, landing on its back and sinking his teeth into its neck. The force of the bite, combined with Caster's weight on its back, snapped the deer's spine instantly and it sank to the ground, Caster going with it. Caster grinned triumphantly, as much as a wolf could grin, and bit down on its neck, putting the felled deer out of its misery. He tore a chunk of meat from its flank and settled down to his meal.

[ShadowKnight1]

Dalveron continuded to walk through the froest. He looked around, seeing if anyone was following him. He didnt see anyone. His hood of his cloak covered his dark red eyes.
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Zoey walked through the forest in her wolf form. Her black fur sayed as she walk, she turned her head and saw a deer. She ran up to it, bit its neck and began and ate.

[MissShadowHunter]

Damon looked at Aaron, "Kid? And no, I'm not lost." he said. He looked over the ash coldly and sighed, arrogance first thing in the morning, he wasn't very happy, especially since he was hungry.

[major tom]

Prim's teeth drew back in a snarl. Too late! The words were unwelcome and ugly in her mind, and she tried her best to quiet it. She knew the words were true, but she found herself leaping forward to join the other werewolf, pelt bristling in agitation. Her paws were nearly silent as she landed behind him, but she knew his highly-sensitive ears would detect the slightest sound despite his ravenous feasting. Sure enough, his ears flicked back and Prim waited for him to react, barely suppressing her irritated words attempting to penetrate his mind as they always did when werewolves communicated with each other.

[Moondancer]

Caster raised his head, ears flicking, as he heard a few rusting sounds behind him. He turned round instantly, ready to protect his kill from anything, but paused when he saw another one of his kind. He could faintly hear the other werewolf's thoughts, like an echo from far away. He watched the werewolf with caution and lowered the mental blocks automatically had up, the other's thoughts instantly becoming clearer.

[major tom]

Their eyes locked, and Prim gazed intently into the other werewolf's. She remained silent for a few moments, her gaze burning into his, and she started to mind-speak. She intended to growl at him about stealing her kill, but those thoughts seemed hesitant to leave her mind. Instead, she oddly found herself uttering, "Well?" It came out more like a statement rather than a question, and after listening the single word fade back into the silence, she debated whether he would answer or not.