The Packs of Secret Woods *Wolf Role-Play*

[moo,]

Arietta let a warm-hearted laugh out, gentle and kind. She'd finally calmed down, most of her anger gone. But that didn't mean it wouldn't come back. "Sure. I hardly know this place, or the others. Oh, I don't think you ever told me your name.. And if you did, Sorry. I'm not good with names most of the time." Arietta happily stood up, quickly checking her surroundings, and then back to Jericho.

[draconic.]

.:Jericho:.

"This way then." He gestured towards this left and he waited for her to foward before starting down the trail, "My name is Jericho. Friends just call me Jeri, though. I'm the Lead Fighter, though sometimes it can be a boring job. Don't get me wrong, I'm honored to be high ranking, but so far its just patorls in the morning, patrols in the afternoon, and patrols in the evening. Some action would be nice."

[Doodle Buddy]

{I pmed the roleplayer of Tak, hopefully they will come back }

Morning & Dark

Morning was sitting on her rock watching the camp below. Dark came over and sat on the rock beside her "wow, you can see everything from up here" Morning growled at him "get down Dark, you have no right to be up here" Dark smirked "aw come on, you and I both know I was ment to be leader" Morning growled again "then why aren't you?" Dark stared her right in the eyes "because there is a certain alpha I need to get out of the way first". Morning growled and jumped out of the way right as Dark lunged, she jumped off the rock and Dark landed on her back, the camp exploded into sounds of yelping and fighting as the two fought in the camp clearing.

[moo,]

Arietta's head snapped forward, the sounds of whimpered and yelps, some growls as well, came from a clearing. Growling to herself, Arietta lowered her head and stayed close to Jericho. She didn't know why, but her inner conscious told her to protect him. But he was the lead fighter for pete's sake! Her mind had only been wired to protect most, even when they had a stronger chance than the others. Looking up at a tree that was close to the clearing, she jumped up and struggled a little to get in, but she managed it. She watched intently as the siblings rebelled against each other.

[∆ thɛ ƨcαʌɛngɛя ∆]

((I think I have to quit this roleplay because I am so lost, my characters aren't really involved in anything, and I don't have much time. I am sorry!)_

[draconic.]

.:Jericho:.

At the same time, Jericho heard the growls of Morning and Dark. Spoke too soon...Jericho's dark amber orbs narrowed as he took in the two siblings. But he wouldn't interfere. A disagreement between two higher ranks wasn't something to stick your nose into. "Stay by me until they've settle things." He spoke quietly to Arietta, "They'll lash out if someone tries to interfere."

[Doodle Buddy]

Morning swiped Dark in the eye and he fell back growling. Morning stood over him "this is the thrid battle this season, either learn to control your rage or get out of my pack" she curled her lip, her pure white coat matted and covered in blood. Dark stood up and ran out of the camp, saying no words. Morning growled, she knew he would be back. She stood there for a few moments panting hard then limped to her den, blood oozing from her wounds. She collasped at the entrance of her den and moan softly

[moo,]

Arietta sighed and looked at the branch below her feet. She remembered Demon and Elise pushing her around, shoving, nickering, and snapping at her. Karothe just watching, tears in her small, fragile eyes. Those grey eyes begging her to stop. It almost brought tears to Arietta's eyes, but she was strong. Clawing at the bark, she jumped down form the tree and stood at Jericho's side. She stood tall and strong, and respected her title. She also respected Jericho, for he must've earned his ranking. Watching Morning and and Dark fight brought too many memories. It was best for her to stay away from them.

[Ryry10]

Night whipped around seeing him and smiled politly. "Night." She said.

Fang circled her. "Im Fang" he replied

[draconic.]

.:Jericho:.

When the fight broke up, he watched as Morning limped away from her brother and he frowned when he saw that the healer was not in sight. Where is Clover? Jericho sighed, his breath was a white puff of cloud. He scratched some moss off from a fallen log, putting it in a pile. "The soaked moss should clean the wounds and prevent infection. But we're going to need Clover so she can check their injuries. She's our Healer."