Ɯιи∂ƨ σғ cнαиɢɛ • four wolf packs • Accepting!

[No Going Back]

((bump!))

[Iŗi]

(i have A friend who might want to join.ill ask him.)

[Sila]

Hey... Guess what? We can start! Anyone can make the starting post)

[Iŗi]

(what season is it? sorry -.-)

[Paradise;]

{{I have like no muse, so I will post later. I have to go paint right away anyways. I vote you make the first post. ^^ Then we can know the season, time of day, weather, etc. }}

[Sila]

Hmm how about late fall, winter is fast approaching )

Look at the front post)

[Iŗi]

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Storm's eyes gaze around as he wonders through the deluded forest,the birds were singing and all was quiet but the rustle of the flaming leaved fell from the branches of many trees and soon become bare.His eyes gaze around at the thought of winter this was plenty cold enough but he knew this winter would be harder since he was the only one in his pack right now.Looking for a mate and some loners and rouges would be hard since most of the time they would want to fight nor join the pack...He was a loner ever since his parents died form the black blood wolves a couple years ago...But that was not going to stop him from fighting his way through the harsh and cold days of winter.He then gazed around seeing a small stream,walking to it he takes a sip of the freezing cold water as he shivers his black pelt reflects the suns beam of light to the water.

[~Soul~]

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Trix wake and shook her head witch caused her ears to flap agent her head. It was a quiet morning and she had figured it would be best to get an early start and practice her fishing. Stretching she pulled herself away from her den and looked around the camp to see who all was up. It wasn't a very big pack and was easy to figure out who was doing what.

Ｉ Ｉ Ｄｕｋｅ ＩＩ

Duke was up early, way before the sun had risen and was now relaxing on his rock that over look the camp. It was quiet and everything around the camp was thriving with like this morning. He yawned and stretched her front paw out ahead of him and let his ear tilt this way and then that as he listen to the noise around him.

Ｉ Ｉ Ｒｏｙ Ｉ Ｉ

Roy was in the healers den this morning already busy at work making sure that he had everything and was taking note on what he may need more of. He had kept all the pain relief leaves in one pile and all the berries in another. he was nice and organize and know being organize can mean the difference between life at death at times.

[No Going Back]

Name- Aiamara
Location- Arctic Tundra territory, near the border
Gender- She-wolf
Age-3
Pack- Arctic Tundra
Love Interest- None

The wind stroked Aiamara's grey and white fur, causing her to shiver involuntarily. The fae blinked her brownish grey eyes, tail thrashing slightly as she located the scent of a rabbit. If she could catch it, it would be by no means massive, but maybe she could gain a fragment of approval from her Alpha and packmates. Setting off at a lope, the fae did not realise she had reacted the border until she hit the barrier of scent. Shocked and embarassed, Aiamara bounced back, licking her chest selfconciously, even though she was sure no-one had been around to witness the fae's mistake. Sure enough, the young rabbit had hopped right over the Border, and into rival territory. A no go area for Aiamara. Giving a resigned sigh, the fae turned on her heel, before figuring that she may as well check the length of the border, just to make sure.
Aimara was forever making sure. It have her something to do, something to think about. And she didn't have to be in camp. Whilst the fae was cautiously socializing with her packmates, the area where they slept was so...enclosed. If Aiamara needed to escape, she wasn't sure she'd be able to. But that didn't matter, because she'd never need to get away. Her pack was her family now. But that didn't stop Aiamara thinking.

((Need to go and eat chips. Back in a second.))

[Unused]

::Rain::

I padded to the waters edge and drank slowly. I looked at my reflection and sighed, I was covered in mud and some patches of blood, I washed it off and shook my fur. There was a group of fish swimming just by my paw...
I crawled out sopping wet and without any fish. I blamed it on being tired and sat down. I had managed to end up rolling in the water. I shook myself dry and padded into my den.

How is this?