ginga d weed wrote:(I am all out of ideas for rping with myself, I am going to do something else until someone's wolf is free)
{PSSST. I think Journey is another pup. Just sayin. He's just chasing butterflies.}
≣Locke≣
Locke sat, there in the cold rock den, stunned. His brown eyes were wide. Did he just lose his best friend? His beta? He padded out of the den, just too see Tyrus finishing up with announcements. He nodded, and then saw a wolf that didn't belong. e bounded over cuatiously. "What do you want? Are you with Morra?" He didn't recognize the wolf, and she didn't seem like a threat, but someone. A certain someone had put him in a bad mood. "Whyare you on my land?" the brute demanded, head held high.
∞Tyrus∞
He arose from sitting down, to all fours. "We thought it would be best toinform you all to be on alert for Morra. She looks....a lot like me...but female. If you see or hear anything, let me know. That will be all. Dismissed." Tyrus shook his head. Morra. Stupid Morra. He walked away, toward the river. He didn't want to be near anyone. The memory of seeing his sister's bloodthirsty face come at him shook him all the way to the heart. He began to lap up some of the cool, refreshing water.