𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢
Starlight Pack |Female | Luna |4 years | crush: open | tags: Cypher
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Starlight Pack |Female | Luna |4 years | crush: open | tags: Cypher
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Destiny held his gaze, something unreadable flickering in her eyes as she processed his words. There was a weight to them, something that settled deep in her chest before she could shove it away. Cypher always had a way of seeing things she wasn’t ready to confront—not yet, maybe not ever. And the worst part? He wasn’t wrong. She scoffed lightly, shaking her head as if to dismiss the thought, but the small smirk playing at her lips betrayed her. “That’s the difference between us, Cypher,” she murmured, tilting her head slightly. “You were always meant to run toward something. A purpose, a duty. A future.” She let the words hang between them, her voice quieter now, laced with something almost wistful. “Me? I was never meant to run at all.”
And yet, she was still here.
Her gaze flicked down for just a moment before snapping back up, an almost imperceptible shift in her expression—like she was daring him to look too closely, to read too much into the words she didn’t say. But she knew Cypher too well. He would. He always did.His presence was steady, unshaken, that ever-watchful intensity never wavering. It made something curl low in her stomach, something dangerous and unfamiliar that she refused to name.
So, because she refused to let him have the last word—because he was Cypher and she was Destiny and this was what they did—she reached out with a paw, nudging the elk leg just slightly in his direction. “I’d like to see you try,” she challenged, her smirk sharpening as she arched a brow. “Because if you think you can make me do anything, Cypher, you’re in for a long fight.”
She let the words settle between them before adding, a little quieter, a little more teasing, “Unless, of course… you’re willing to make it worth my while.” The way she said it was playful, but the edge in her tone—low and laced with something far too close to a promise—was deliberate.
And just for good measure, she leaned in slightly, close enough that she knew he could feel the warmth of her breath, close enough that it would leave him wondering. “What do you say” she murmured, her voice just for him. “Think you can handle me?”
Then, just as easily as she had closed the space between them, she pulled away, swiping the elk leg toward her as if the conversation had never happened at all. But the smirk she threw him—sharp, knowing, and entirely unapologetic—said otherwise.
And yet, she was still here.
Her gaze flicked down for just a moment before snapping back up, an almost imperceptible shift in her expression—like she was daring him to look too closely, to read too much into the words she didn’t say. But she knew Cypher too well. He would. He always did.His presence was steady, unshaken, that ever-watchful intensity never wavering. It made something curl low in her stomach, something dangerous and unfamiliar that she refused to name.
So, because she refused to let him have the last word—because he was Cypher and she was Destiny and this was what they did—she reached out with a paw, nudging the elk leg just slightly in his direction. “I’d like to see you try,” she challenged, her smirk sharpening as she arched a brow. “Because if you think you can make me do anything, Cypher, you’re in for a long fight.”
She let the words settle between them before adding, a little quieter, a little more teasing, “Unless, of course… you’re willing to make it worth my while.” The way she said it was playful, but the edge in her tone—low and laced with something far too close to a promise—was deliberate.
And just for good measure, she leaned in slightly, close enough that she knew he could feel the warmth of her breath, close enough that it would leave him wondering. “What do you say” she murmured, her voice just for him. “Think you can handle me?”
Then, just as easily as she had closed the space between them, she pulled away, swiping the elk leg toward her as if the conversation had never happened at all. But the smirk she threw him—sharp, knowing, and entirely unapologetic—said otherwise.
𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗
Starlightpack | male | fighter |4 years | crush: open | tags: Athena
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Starlightpack | male | fighter |4 years | crush: open | tags: Athena
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The scent of fresh prey still clung to his fur as Risen padded through the camp, his steps light despite the weight of the kill still lingering in his muscles. The hunt had been a good one—successful, efficient—but his mind wasn’t on the thrill of the chase anymore. His sharp amber gaze scanned the gathered wolves, searching until it landed on Athena.
She was alone.
That in itself wasn’t unusual, but something about the way she sat—quiet, thoughtful—made his chest tighten with an unfamiliar pull. He hesitated only for a moment before shifting the piece of food between his jaws, stepping toward her with quiet purpose.
Stopping just a few paces away, Risen lowered his head and gently set the meat down in front of her, nudging it forward with his nose before taking a step back. His expression was unreadable, but there was a softness in his gaze, a quiet understanding.
He couldn’t speak—not in the way others could—but he didn’t need words to say what was already clear. Eat. You need it.
For a moment, he simply stood there, watching, waiting. If she accepted it, he’d nod once, satisfied, before slipping away just as silently as he had come. If she refused, he would stay a little longer, his silent presence unwavering.
Either way, this was not pity. It was simply what he did—looking out for his own, the only way he knew how.
𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎
RedMoon Pack | Gauge ♥ | lead fighter |3 years | tags: Nova
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RedMoon Pack | Gauge ♥ | lead fighter |3 years | tags: Nova
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Blaze listened in silence, the weight of Nova’s words settling over him like freshly fallen snow—light at first, but accumulating quickly, pressing into him with a heaviness he couldn’t ignore. Three moons… it had only been three moons since everything changed, since Redmoon had been forced to rebuild from the ashes of devastation. He knew he wasn’t the only one struggling, but it still felt like a battle he was fighting alone.
Until now.
Nova’s presence, steady and unwavering, chipped away at the walls he’d been holding up. Her nuzzle, her words—he hadn’t realized how much he needed them until they were already settling into the hollow spaces inside him. He huffed softly at her attempt to be wise, the corner of his mouth twitching in something that almost resembled amusement. “You really are something, Nova,” he murmured, shaking his head slightly. “Always trying to carry everyone else’s burdens, even when you’ve got your own.”
His amber gaze followed hers toward the sky, the golden beams breaking through the gray. Her reminder of his own advice didn’t go unnoticed, and it almost made him laugh. “Sounds like your ‘good friend’ is pretty wise,” he teased, but there was warmth in his tone, something softer than his usual sharp wit. “Maybe I should listen to him.” When she recounted their first meeting—his tense standoff with Dante, her firm declaration that she wasn’t going anywhere—Blaze felt something tighten in his chest. That was Nova. Always standing her ground, always pushing forward, always there. And damn it all, he didn’t deserve a friend like that, but he was grateful for her all the same.
The light nudge of her nose against him, the lingering charm in her voice as she reassured him, it was enough to finally pull him from the weight pressing down on him. He let out a slow breath, watching as she rose to her paws, eager to keep moving, to keep going. That was Nova’s way, and maybe—for now—it could be his too. The unexpected lick to his cheek made his ears flick back, and for the first time in a long time, he let out a genuine chuckle. “Alright, alright, I’m coming,” he said, shaking his head but following as she called for him again, her usual spark returning.
And as they walked, for the first time in a long time, Blaze felt just a little lighter. Blaze remained quiet as Nova took charge, her presence as steady as ever. He let his gaze sweep over the wolves gathered, noting the newcomers with the sharp awareness that never quite left him. Hyuuga—he remembered him from before, a familiar face that stirred something in his chest. Relief, maybe. One more piece of their old world returning. One more wolf that had survived.
His ears flicked at the mention of another name. His eyes shifting toward the unfamiliar she-wolf—Willow. She was a stranger to him, but Nova’s cautious approach told him she wasn’t about to accept anyone blindly, no matter how warm her tone sounded. As Nova returned to his side, leaving a space between them, Blaze exhaled quietly, watching her work. There was no doubt in his mind—she was born for this. He caught movement from the corner of his eye and instinctively turned, his amber gaze locking onto Gauge in the distance. She wasn’t looking at him directly, but he could tell she’d noticed him. Noticed him at Nova's side.
His jaw tensed for a fraction of a second before he forced himself to relax. There was no reason for things to be tense between them—no reason for her to feel like she had to watch him so closely. He wasn’t that wolf. He had made a promise to her. He had never been one to betray his word, and he wasn’t about to start now.He turned his focus back to Nova and Willow, watching the silent exchange unfold.
Nova signaled the wolves to eat and rest, her tone firm but kind. It was a reminder of how different she was from their last leader—how much stronger, how much better. Blaze finally spoke, his voice calm, even. “You’re handling this well, Nova.” He glanced at her briefly before looking back at Willow, studying her for a moment before adding, “But if you need a second opinion, I’m here.” he mentioned adding a bit of a reassuring tone. It wasn’t just about Willow—it was about everything. The weight of leadership, the exhaustion that came with it. She didn’t have to do it alone, and though she already knew that, he figured it never hurt to remind her. His gaze flicked toward Gauge one last time before he turned away, focusing fully on the task in front of them. One thing at a time. That was all any of them could do.
Until now.
Nova’s presence, steady and unwavering, chipped away at the walls he’d been holding up. Her nuzzle, her words—he hadn’t realized how much he needed them until they were already settling into the hollow spaces inside him. He huffed softly at her attempt to be wise, the corner of his mouth twitching in something that almost resembled amusement. “You really are something, Nova,” he murmured, shaking his head slightly. “Always trying to carry everyone else’s burdens, even when you’ve got your own.”
His amber gaze followed hers toward the sky, the golden beams breaking through the gray. Her reminder of his own advice didn’t go unnoticed, and it almost made him laugh. “Sounds like your ‘good friend’ is pretty wise,” he teased, but there was warmth in his tone, something softer than his usual sharp wit. “Maybe I should listen to him.” When she recounted their first meeting—his tense standoff with Dante, her firm declaration that she wasn’t going anywhere—Blaze felt something tighten in his chest. That was Nova. Always standing her ground, always pushing forward, always there. And damn it all, he didn’t deserve a friend like that, but he was grateful for her all the same.
The light nudge of her nose against him, the lingering charm in her voice as she reassured him, it was enough to finally pull him from the weight pressing down on him. He let out a slow breath, watching as she rose to her paws, eager to keep moving, to keep going. That was Nova’s way, and maybe—for now—it could be his too. The unexpected lick to his cheek made his ears flick back, and for the first time in a long time, he let out a genuine chuckle. “Alright, alright, I’m coming,” he said, shaking his head but following as she called for him again, her usual spark returning.
And as they walked, for the first time in a long time, Blaze felt just a little lighter. Blaze remained quiet as Nova took charge, her presence as steady as ever. He let his gaze sweep over the wolves gathered, noting the newcomers with the sharp awareness that never quite left him. Hyuuga—he remembered him from before, a familiar face that stirred something in his chest. Relief, maybe. One more piece of their old world returning. One more wolf that had survived.
His ears flicked at the mention of another name. His eyes shifting toward the unfamiliar she-wolf—Willow. She was a stranger to him, but Nova’s cautious approach told him she wasn’t about to accept anyone blindly, no matter how warm her tone sounded. As Nova returned to his side, leaving a space between them, Blaze exhaled quietly, watching her work. There was no doubt in his mind—she was born for this. He caught movement from the corner of his eye and instinctively turned, his amber gaze locking onto Gauge in the distance. She wasn’t looking at him directly, but he could tell she’d noticed him. Noticed him at Nova's side.
His jaw tensed for a fraction of a second before he forced himself to relax. There was no reason for things to be tense between them—no reason for her to feel like she had to watch him so closely. He wasn’t that wolf. He had made a promise to her. He had never been one to betray his word, and he wasn’t about to start now.He turned his focus back to Nova and Willow, watching the silent exchange unfold.
Nova signaled the wolves to eat and rest, her tone firm but kind. It was a reminder of how different she was from their last leader—how much stronger, how much better. Blaze finally spoke, his voice calm, even. “You’re handling this well, Nova.” He glanced at her briefly before looking back at Willow, studying her for a moment before adding, “But if you need a second opinion, I’m here.” he mentioned adding a bit of a reassuring tone. It wasn’t just about Willow—it was about everything. The weight of leadership, the exhaustion that came with it. She didn’t have to do it alone, and though she already knew that, he figured it never hurt to remind her. His gaze flicked toward Gauge one last time before he turned away, focusing fully on the task in front of them. One thing at a time. That was all any of them could do.
𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛
RedMoon Pack | female |2 years | crush: open | tags: Gauge, Akiro, Willow, Hyuuga
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RedMoon Pack | female |2 years | crush: open | tags: Gauge, Akiro, Willow, Hyuuga
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River tilted her head slightly, her tail swishing thoughtfully. "I do enjoy running," she said with a soft chuckle, her eyes glimmering with a playful spark. "The wind in your fur, the ground beneath your paws... it's like flying. But you're right, faster is always better." Her smile softened as she continued, her tone becoming more serious. "I get what you mean about the past," she added, her gaze drifting for a moment before returning to meet her companion's eyes. "It can weigh heavily on you if you let it. But it’s always about moving forward, right? Every day is a chance to be someone new, to change... even when it's hard." She flicked her ears, a hint of amusement dancing in her gaze as she noticed the way her companion seemed to shift, perhaps second-guessing herself. "And as for the pack..." she paused, a little grin tugging at her lips. "You’ll get to know them soon enough. They're a good group. The Luna and the rest... they'll warm up to you. It takes time. And the pups, well, they’ll probably end up chasing you around before you know it."
River's smile faded slightly as her gaze flicked over to Hyuuga, understanding the weight of the moment. "It’s not always easy, being the new one," she murmured, her voice softer now. "But you're tougher than you know, and the pack will see that. Just give it time."
River’s ears flicked back slightly as she listened to the conversation around her, a soft smile tugging at her lips when Willow mentioned the pups. The thought of them reuniting made her feel a little lighter, though she remained quiet, not wanting to interrupt. She noticed Willow’s excitement about seeing the pack and the Luna, and she felt a flicker of anticipation herself. It had been a long time since River had been in the camp with the full pack - and why they were still missing wolves from the avalanche. The return of some truly made an impact. She glanced over at Hyuuga, who seemed nervous, and then back to Willow, offering her a reassuring glance. She gave Willow a wag of her tail "It'll be okay" she reassured.
As they neared the camp entrance, River’s thoughts shifted to the pack. She had been a part of Redmoon for a while, but with everything that had happened—the avalanche, the changes—there was still a sense of unease. Things were always changing, constantly. And so far it seemed like it was changing for the better. She couldn't lie and say she wasn't anxious of another life changing event to happen in the pack.
When the camp came into view, River saw the familiar figures of Nova and Blaze, standing at the entrance. Her heart gave a small lurch as she realized this was the moment the wolves beside her were the most nervous for. She took a deep breath and lowered her head respectfully toward Nova. Before her gaze turned towards Willow and Hyuuga. She didn’t know what to expect, but she hoped Nova would welcome their return. River glanced at Blaze briefly, but for now, her focus remained on Nova. There was a quiet resolve in her—no matter the past, she knew the pack needed.
(not sure what else to add for her right now LOL).
River's smile faded slightly as her gaze flicked over to Hyuuga, understanding the weight of the moment. "It’s not always easy, being the new one," she murmured, her voice softer now. "But you're tougher than you know, and the pack will see that. Just give it time."
River’s ears flicked back slightly as she listened to the conversation around her, a soft smile tugging at her lips when Willow mentioned the pups. The thought of them reuniting made her feel a little lighter, though she remained quiet, not wanting to interrupt. She noticed Willow’s excitement about seeing the pack and the Luna, and she felt a flicker of anticipation herself. It had been a long time since River had been in the camp with the full pack - and why they were still missing wolves from the avalanche. The return of some truly made an impact. She glanced over at Hyuuga, who seemed nervous, and then back to Willow, offering her a reassuring glance. She gave Willow a wag of her tail "It'll be okay" she reassured.
As they neared the camp entrance, River’s thoughts shifted to the pack. She had been a part of Redmoon for a while, but with everything that had happened—the avalanche, the changes—there was still a sense of unease. Things were always changing, constantly. And so far it seemed like it was changing for the better. She couldn't lie and say she wasn't anxious of another life changing event to happen in the pack.
When the camp came into view, River saw the familiar figures of Nova and Blaze, standing at the entrance. Her heart gave a small lurch as she realized this was the moment the wolves beside her were the most nervous for. She took a deep breath and lowered her head respectfully toward Nova. Before her gaze turned towards Willow and Hyuuga. She didn’t know what to expect, but she hoped Nova would welcome their return. River glanced at Blaze briefly, but for now, her focus remained on Nova. There was a quiet resolve in her—no matter the past, she knew the pack needed.
(not sure what else to add for her right now LOL).