Blue Moon Wolf Pack (Semi- Literate) Open and Accepting

[sparrow,]

*Impatiently taps my fingers* Hurry up and finish! XD Just kidding, take your time. Were you looking to have Sam and Dean start off in the pack, or as loners? ;;

[Alexandra_The_Great]

{ I was actually looking to have all my characters start off as loners, then join the pack. }

[sparrow,]

{{Wonderful. Some work for Apple wouldn't be too bad. I have Dark taking the small group of hunters out, and the fighters will be leaving as soon as Cheza wakes up.. }}

[hachi.]

I'll join in a momment

-Showjumper

[pouty]

{ Channel } { Fae } { Hunter } { 2 1/2 }

When the fae sat down, she curled up her tail to her paws. Her eyes kept flicking from one wolf to the other, and back. She knew that most would be away for patrols. The thoughts of killing down anything eatable filled her head as her tummy let out a grumble. She quickly layed down to look as if it had nothing to do with her.

{ Jake } { Brute } { Fighter } { 3 }

The brute got down automaticly, lifting his but and tail while his head was placed between his paws. Jake's jaw was open as he kept jumping from one side to the other. Right after his tail wagged softly, Jake nipped his ear before jumping back and standing in the position he was earlier. He repeated the process a couple of times before standing without moving, watching the brute.

[Kristofferson]

✖ ☓ Vaiveahtoish ☓ Brutale ☓ Fighting ☓ Laconic ☓ ✖
Vaive curled her self up beside a cold, hard boulder. She watched through her half closed eyes up at the cloudy sky; the snow that fell from the heavens above layered the earth below with a large blanket of white. It was beautiful. Vaive let out a long sigh. The female strengthened her back and got herself to her feet. The cold snow below sent shivers up her frozen bones-

[sparrow,]

S ɪ ʟ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ

{I listened, as I always did to other wolves, nodding my head, but giving her a disbelieving look when she said she was alright.

In the arctic, and especially during winter, having a cut or scrape on your paw pads was dangerous. The feet of any creature control the body temperature, and getting an infection, or even having it open, and cold can effect one's body temperature.

I flicked an ear, snorting. "Dark is about to leave, and the rest of the fighters are waiting on Cheza to awake. I will be letting the Claw as well as the alpha know that you will be staying to keep me company, as well as tending to your injury." I told her, and I meant every word.

I shook my old grey coat, letting out a hoarse cough and walking back in the direction of camp, glancing back over my shoulder every once in a while to assure myself that Vaive was following. She was an important asset to the pack, and it would be a shame to loose her over a simple cut on the paw.

[Kristofferson]

✖ ☓ Vaiveahtoish ☓ Brutale ☓ Fighting ☓ Laconic ☓ ✖
Vaive gave a shake, thick, heavy clumps of ice stuck to her bristling coat. "I was out on a short walk, must've wondered a little to fair." Vaive said. The female paused to lick her frozen paw pad. "My paw had gotten caught on something sharp and I thought i'd give my feet a break for a few moments." Vaive washed the frozen blood droplets from her rough pads. "I'm completely fine." Vaive added. The female fluffed up her pelt as the chilly wind picked up it's pace, and hit her in the side of her face-

((I've got Writer's Block too o-o))

[sparrow,]

S ɪ ʟ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ

{I listened, as I always did to other wolves, nodding my head, but giving her a disbelieving look when she said she was alright.

In the arctic, and especially during winter, having a cut or scrape on your paw pads was dangerous. The feet of any creature control the body temperature, and getting an infection, or even having it open, and cold can effect one's body temperature.

I flicked an ear, snorting. "Dark is about to leave, and the rest of the fighters are waiting on Cheza to awake. I will be letting the Claw as well as the alpha know that you will be staying to keep me company, as well as tending to your injury." I told her, and I meant every word.

I shook my old grey coat, letting out a hoarse cough and walking back in the direction of camp, glancing back over my shoulder every once in a while to assure myself that Vaive was following. She was an important asset to the pack, and it would be a shame to loose her over a simple cut on the paw.

[Kristofferson]

✖ ☓ Vaiveahtoish ☓ Brutale ☓ Fighting ☓ Laconic ☓ ✖
"Alright..." Vaive said. She started after Silver, slightly limping along the way. Vaive knew it wasn't worth arguing about her cut; she knew she couldn't easily trick Silver. Vaive sniffled a few times every few minutes; The cold air always made Vaive's nose a bit runny.
Vaive was browsing through her brain to find words that would break the awkward silence as they walked, but the cold wind wiped her thoughts clean. Instead, Vaive focused on the misty breath coming from her lungs and out into the wintery atmosphere-