Where the Road Parts (Werewolf roleplay) -SemiLit-

[OneSmartChicken]

{{ Excellent. Killy, killy, killy, killy...
No, Elijah's mateless still. Wolves just tend to be very tactile. }}

Morii appreciated her pack-brothers' polite act of staying out of her way. She bared her teeth at the rogue, taunting him with a raspy snarl. He responded in kind and launched. Morii met him mid-air, braced on her hindlegs as their forelegs collided and their teeth met, like a pair of battling bears. The mutt bit her wrist, and she responded tenfold, teeth sinking into his nose mercilessly. A quick jerk freed him, but not without a pained squeal on his part.

Morii was larger than the rogue, though not by much; large she may be but she was still female. With that little bit of extra height, however, she got her teeth around his ear and shoved herself at him, trying to knock him over. As he fell, the damned mutt took the opportunity to lash out. His teeth tore across her throat, enticing a high-pitched yelp from her. But she didn't back off; his teeth hadn't found purchase, and he wasn't about to get a second chance for some like that. She planted her forepaws on his chest, pinning him to the ground. As his hind paws scraped her stomach, tearing out a few good gouges, her teeth found his throat.

He lay still as she stepped away, bleeding from the quick and brutal fight but hardly life-threatened. Morii panted, dropping her nose to wuffle the grass in an attempt to get the taste of werewolf blood from her mouth. Her wounds concerned her not at all; she'd had far worse and in far worse conditions. We're coming, Alpha, she called grimly. If there are any more rogues lurking in our forest, we will deal with them as a pack. She took a step forward, and winced. Stupid wrist-ankle. It would be fine in a few hours, but in the mean time it was a real pain in the tail. She'd been overconfident in that fight. Silently she rebuked herself, making note of what she should and shouldn't have done as she padded towards her packbrothers, heading for their alpha at an easy trot.

She whuffed at Austin, reassuringly; it was alright that he had slept. Even wolves needed sleep.

Evans was on his paws, letting out a snarling bark as a rogue attacked not only his alpha but his kids. Georgia and Ranger whined, yelping as they huddled under their alpha, trusting him to protect them but fearing nonetheless. Evans stood stalk-still, eyes gleaming with raw fury as he trembled with the pain of having to stand by and watch. Even as Elijah dragged the soon-to-be-carcass away, he was frozen to the spot, knowing that if he moved to protect them he would only frighten the pups more. Besides, he was close enough now that any threat could be dealt with swiftly, before the pups even knew their wonderful little lights were in danger of being dimmed. Elijah returned though and, muscle by muscle, Evans forced himself to relax. Abruptly, relief flooded him and he sagged with it as he all but dragged himself towards alpha and pups. He bypassed Aurora wordlessly and whined as he nosed the quivering pups, who had nestled themselves against Elijah immediately upon his return.

Evans flopped down, laying his head next to the pups, unabashed at laying so close to another male. They were wolves. It felt...normal. Pack laid together, and that was that. The pups, still whining, their tails half-tucked with residual fear, rearranged themselves so they were touching not only each other but Evans and Elijah. Between daddy and Alpha, nothing could touch them, and their nerves were settled by instinct and a pup's innocence.

{{ Sorry Morii's reply to Evans AUSTIN is somewhat out of place, and Evans didn't notice Kalika--we were replying at the same time and I dun wanna retype it. XD

Shite I'm just..so out of it lately. >< }}

[Chaoswolf]

Tense, he gave a quick step forward at Morii's yelp, but it was one of pin not a cry for help. Still, he kept low with his pelt bristling the whole fight through. So many of them had gathered just to see the one rogue go down. He tried to stay alert to find others, but his eyes were glued to the fight in front of him. Come on! End it already! he thought to himself. And end it she did, hardly looking worse for the wear. As the rogue was clearly dead, the black wolf stopped growling, but his ears were still flat back. He really did want to take down one of his own, but they had more orders now. It was time to return to the Alpha. Rory brushed by Austin without a word. This rogue issue was bigger than he had thought it was. He did not care about the humans, but now they were invading Pack territory. That could not go unpunished.

Riley watched the fight coolly, with the occasional ear-twitch. He would turn around every once in a while, scanning the shadows for unwanted eyes. But this time there seemed to be genuinely no watchers. Morii won the battle as Riley had expected she would. 'Nice job,' he said casually. Now it was time to report back to Elijah. He wondered if the Alpha had yet changed his mind about the war. It would seem almost weak for a leader to reverse a decision he had made only a little while go. The golden wolf looked at Austin. 'You missed all the action, buddy. Sleeping on the job is worse than playing on the job, isn't it?' Riley said, remembering how the other wolf had disapproved of their play.

[OneSmartChicken]

{{ By the way, Mini, could ya stick Morii under the Fighters? She's getting irritated at being considered a subordinate. She's going to bite me soon. }}

[Ravendarus]

((Can I have a recap, my internet died on me all yesterday and most of today T_T))

[Chaoswolf]

((Elijah sent a patrol into the forest. The patrol ran into two rogues and have killed them. The patrol is now heading back to report to Elijah. Elijah spent time with the pups of the Pack, he had a disagreement with Kalika. The Pack has NOT declared war on the rogues officially yet because apparently that is how Elijah's old Pack got destroyed. Nor has the Pack decided to back down and leave town. Most wolves want to stand and fight for their home but are afraid their neighbors will blow their heads off. I am missing info here.))

[OneSmartChicken]

{{ In short "nothing too terribly important so just hop in, whatever" =D }}

[Ravendarus]

((Alright, I'm just gonna go with the flow rofl, I am thinking of having Cira give up on Elijah just because of her personality and her past, we'll see what happens))

Cira sat in camp quietly, her eyes, pale blue, blind, but still so full of life and worry. She always got nervous when her sister wasn't with her. She almost shuddered, but kept herself composed from shaking. She sighed and calmed herself down feeling a bit anxious but she didn't know why. She often felt like this, but she always tried to forget about it and move on. She wanted to be strong for the pack, but she wasn't brave like the others, she knew how to fight she wanted to help but she couldn't bring herself to do so. She would defend her pack, but she could never start a fight on her own. She folded back her ears allowing her tail to curl around her fragile and slender form, she was small even for a female. She let her tail rest on her brilliant white paws. She perked her ears just in case as she listened carefully for any sighs of anything or anyone.

Selia wandered around the woods on her own heading back to camp, she didn't like leaving Cira all alone, even though she knew full well, Cira could take care of herself, Selia knew that her sister wanted to prove that to her, and herself. Selia sighed a bit, she couldn't forget the past. She couldn't forgive the past, she sighed lightly and padded through the woods, her deep green eyes the opposite of those in her human form, the pale amber green. But still stunning and still fierce, the stubborn look transfixed in her eyes would never lead her astray. Her pelt a dark white which was strange since her sisters was so light. They were opposites in everyway, Selia was mean and rude and Cira was shy and far to kind. Selia hated it, perhaps even envied her sister, but still she was bond by blood and felt the constant need to protect her. Selia growled and stopped catching the scent of a small bird, she ignored it and moved on.

[Minimetoo]

Elijah laid beside the Rodger and Georgia, breathing heavily through his nose. At Aurora's question, he sighed, then nuzzled the pups and stood back up. No. No worrying yet. He glanced at Kalika, a warning in his gaze. We're not entering a war. Not on my watch. He huffed and walked a ways away from Evans and his kids and towards Aurora. It's just a flesh wound. No reason to get worked up. He closed his eyes as he sat on the grass in front of her. In a flash, the human Elijah was sitting in front of her in all his naked glory. He gazed up at her, the tips of his messy hair dripping with blood. "There's no point in wrapping it if I'm just going to end up ripping it when I phase again." His shoulders rolled with a shrug and he rubbed the side of his neck.

[Kaliyana]

((Kalika was talking to Elijah too :P))

[ShadowHunteress]

Aurora shifted, not really caring that she was naked infront of her alpha, it was usual for wolves, the cut on her shoulder was surprsingly deep. She silently wrapped his neck, "Then don't shift for a little." she replied as she glanced at him with those cool blue eyes, she finished wrapping his neck and looked arounf for others carefully, still wary, you never knew where they were hiding. She looked back at him, "You can play with the pups like that." she told him, "Can't have you bleeding out on us Alpha." she told him, deciding not to bother him with her problems.