Winter Pack - wolf - open

[Sansa Stark]

;; Thema ;;
→Feeling friendly
"Alright," Thema responded, eyes scanning for an acceptable feel for Jace and herself. She finally settled on a medium sized rabbit and picked it up carefully, padding over to where the lead fighter sat. She bent down as she had previously, placing it on the ground in front of him before glancing up to see a look of curiosity on his face. "Are you wondering something, darling?" she asked with a playful smile.

;; Matthew ;;
→Feeling cautious
Matthew considered the fae for a moment with inquiring eyes, yet his stance did not falter. The brute silently wondered if she had been alone for a long time, and based on hr attitude and weight it was most likely. Feeling a pang of sympathy in his heart, Matthew thought about inviting her to the pack. Though it wasn't his job, no, but he might has well introduce her to one of the Alpha heirs, and let them decide. That is, if she actually was interested. "What's your name?" the brute decided to ask first, wanting to know a bit about her before he asked such a thing.

[mahou shoujo]

Destiny
She looked at the brute, who was obviously a fighter. She could tell by his strong muscles, and the way he addressed her. "I'm Destiny's Angel, or just Destiny," she said, looking at the ground then back to him.

[Sansa Stark]

;; Thema ;;
→Feeling friendly
"Alright," Thema responded, eyes scanning for an acceptable feel for Jace and herself. She finally settled on a medium sized rabbit and picked it up carefully, padding over to where the lead fighter sat. She bent down as she had previously, placing it on the ground in front of him before glancing up to see a look of curiosity on his face. "Are you wondering something, darling?" she asked with a playful smile.

;; Matthew ;;
→Feeling cautious
Matthew nodded, "It's a nice name, not as nice as mine though," he teased with a small smile, hoping to make the Fae open up a bit more, so he could see for himself if she was pack-material. "I'm Matthew," he offered, his stance faltering just a little bit, golden eyes never leaving hers. Though she seemed to be no harm, the brute did not want to have his pup come out for precautionary reasons, and stood slightly in front of her as a small warning.


;; Cheyenne ;;
→Feeling happy
Once again, Cheyenne's instinct thought before her mind did, and ignoring her father's obvious body language she stepped out from behind the bush slowly, looking up at the loner. After a moments of hesitation the pup found her voice, "Hi I'm Cheyenne!" she greeted before bounding up to Destiny, avoiding Matthew's legs as she moved.

[mahou shoujo]

Destiny
She looked up to his eyes, and forced herself to give a small laugh. "Hi, Matthew," she said quietly. The small pup bounded up to her with a big smile. She made her feel more comfortable, "Hello, Cheyenne," she said looking at the little wolf, "I like you pelt," she said smiling at her.

[Sansa Stark]

;; Thema ;;
→Feeling friendly
"Alright," Thema responded, eyes scanning for an acceptable feel for Jace and herself. She finally settled on a medium sized rabbit and picked it up carefully, padding over to where the lead fighter sat. She bent down as she had previously, placing it on the ground in front of him before glancing up to see a look of curiosity on his face. "Are you wondering something, darling?" she asked with a playful smile.

;; Matthew ;;
→Feeling cautious
Matthew immediately walked forward and picked Cheyenne up by her scruff, then placed her beside him carefully. Lifting his head up, the brute grumbled an apology, "Cheyenne can be a little bold," he said softly, giving his pup a glare. His face softened when she tried to smile though, "Where did you come from?" The brute asked, sitting down and staring at the fae. She seemed to be nice enough, but then again, most she-wolves did like pups.

[cygnenoire.]

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♔ Ｌａｄｙ Ｅｌｉｚａｂｅｔｈｅｎｅ

❝ I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it. ❞

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location → hunting grounds
tagged → alek, marcellus, lilac
romance → nothing yet
mood → content
rank → hunter

xxxxxxxx Elizabethene remained silent for the questions, allowing her older brother to answer them for both him and her. She looked at Marcellus, who now is just nuzzling his mum's legs, shy at the presence of other wolves that he wasn't related to; like always. The she wolf knew that Marcellus growing up without siblings or many pups around at camp would make his personality a bit more bashful and silent. As a matter of fact, Marcellus never even spoke to the other only pup at camp, Cheyenne. She encouraged him many times, but Elizabethene never forced Marcellus to do something he didn't want to do, and she wasn't going to start now. She just hoped that he was happy as his quiet self.

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♚ Ｌｏｒｄ Ａｌｅｋ

❝ The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. ❞

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location → hunting grounds
tagged → elizabethene, marcellus, lilac
romance → nothing yet
mood → content
rank → hunter

xxxxxxxx The Hunter looked at his sister, thinking that she would answer the question, but alas, the more talkative wolf knew that he would be the one addressing the Beta Female. He looked back at Lilac wit a respectful smile. Since his bloodline came from Alphas and Betas, he knew how to bow and be polite, but he just isn't used to doing it to higher ranking wolves since he was one of the higher ranking wolves; "The Once Noble Heir," the few that know his history would call him behind his back. "We are fine as well. Small prey are abundant and with Marcellus training, we'll have more paws to cope with now. My only concern is Winter, I haven't seen much large prey around though. Perhaps the herds migrated earlier this year? I'm not sure, but I do hope that it didn't happen." The brute expressed his concern to the she wolf.

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♕ Ｍａｓｔｅｒ Ｍａｒｃｅｌｌｕｓ

❝ I have found that if you love life, life will love you back. ❞

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location → hunting grounds
tagged → elizabethene, alek, lilac
romance → too young
mood → happy
rank → pup

xxxxxxxx The proud little pup's politeness stayed, but so did his nervousness. He crawled underneath his mum and nuzzled her for warmth and comfort after giving Lilac a small, but noticeable and thankful smile to what she said before. He always did social better with adults since he was more mature than most pups his age, but he was still nervous around them. His nervousness was caused by many things; being an only pup, being abandoned at birth, the list goes on and on. He usually hid his bashful personality by entertaining himself at his den when his uncle or mum wasn't there. He sometimes felt lonely, but it was sure better than the anxiety.

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♛ Ｊｅｒｏｍｅ

❝ Be calm in arguing; for fierceness makes error a fault, and truth discourtesy. ❞

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location → camp
tagged → windsor, november trees
romance → nothing yet
mood → determined
rank → alpha successor

xxxxxxxx Jerome was annoyed by his brother's harshness, but he was anything, but surprised, at it. Rome always expected the harshness that the brute gave, it was slightly annoying, but it made Windsor who he is. Jerome gave Windsor a sigh before shouting something else as the younger heir left. "Someday you'll have to forget your arrogance, Little Brother." He said, smirking a tad when he called the brute "Little Brother". Jerome knew how much Windsor hated it, but hey, what are brothers for? That was the only thing that Rome ever teased him about; with Jerome with a year older, he was much more experienced and didn't care for his brother's threat. After all, he survived both abandonment and deaths of his parents, the two that ever truly loved him and cared for him. The brute took a slow and tranquil stroll though the forest, ignoring the little creatures that ran away from him as he passed the prey. The Hunters could deal with them, hares and chipmunks weren't hard to catch, especially for full grown wolves.

xxxxxxxx A few minutes later, the older Alpha Successor walked back into camp, wanting to speak with his brother and making amends, like he wanted his entire lifetime, but Rome knew better than to pour gasoline into the fire. Not today and not now; he didn't want to upset his little brother even more. The white-grey coloured pelted brute walked silently into camp. He looked around, wanting to have at least one decent and pleasant conversation with one of his pack mates. The brutes spotted one of their male hunters, November Trees. Jerome places a kind smile on his face before padding over to the wolf. "Hello, November Trees. How are your hunting duties coming along?"

[mahou shoujo]

Destiny
She assumed this wolf was the pups father, by the he acted toward her. She pondered his question for a while before answering. "Well, when I was little I was in a pack, with only a few other wolves, but they abandoned me because they thought I was no help to the pack. I did help though, just another wolf took credit for everything I did. I have just roamed around ever since," she said. He just asked where she came from but she pretty much told him her life story.

[~Last of Us~]

.:Jace:. .:Brute:. .:6 Year old:. .:Lead Fighter:.

Jace looked back to the fae as she came with a rabbit for them to share. He nosed towards her once she had set it down for her to eat her share first. His ear perked then twitch when she spoke to him and used the word 'darling' again. The black brute still wasn't use to her calling him that or anyone else for that matter but he would get mad at her for it. He gently shook his head "No, just watching." The black brute just watched the fae and waited for her to eat her share before him.

[Sansa Stark]

;; Thema ;;
→Feeling concerned
Thema noticed the tenseness of the brute with concerned eyes. She wondered silently if he was always a bit reserved, or if something had happened to him, like what occurred with her brother. The Fae knew she was being awfully nosy, yet she could never quite quench her motherly instincts. She smiled softly at him, choosing to keep her words to herself for now, before leaning her head down and taking one bite, then looking back up with soft brown eyes, "Is everything alright? You seem quiet," she asked gently.

;; Matthew ;;
→Feeling cautious
Matthew searched her story silently for any bit of a faltering voice or the sign of a lie, but found none. It was a bit of a farfetched story, of how one wolf in such a small pack could get away with such a thing, but he chose to give her the benefit of the doubt. His rough features softened slightly, "Are you interested in joining a pack?" he asked her with inquiring eyes. It was a bit of a long shot for her to be accepted in, as the winter would leave less food and the pack didn't particularly need more mouths to feed.

[~Last of Us~]

.:Jace:. .:Brute:. .:6 Year old:. .:Lead Fighter:.

Jace watched Thema as she took a bite from the carcass before she looked at him. He locked his amber eyes on hers, she seemed concerned for him for some unknown reason to the brute. All he knew is that the fae better be careful or he might snap. Jace gave her a simple nod to answer her question and to agree with her observation. The brute was always quiet and reserved, he had been a loner for a good four years, becoming adjusted to the quietness of being alone. That and along with how he was wrongfully kick out of his old pack for simply fighting with an alpha pup who started it, added up to how he was now with this pack.

.:Rain:. .:Fae:. .:4 years old:. .:Hunter:.

Rain finally made it to the clearing where she usually hunted. She walked over to her favorite oak tree and laid down under the shade, her golden eyes scanning the area for any small prey that she could bring back for the pack and maybe a second one for herself. The wind was in her favor and sending all the different scents towards her, which she took in and sorted them out. Most were old scents but their was some new ones that told her there was a couple of hares in the area. She slowly moved towards the scents until they were in her sight. She crouched down and slowly edge closer to the hares, judging the two before focusing on the larger of the two. Once she was a few feet away, she ready herself before lunging at the fat hare. It saw nothing but a large white blur coming towards then pain as the fae caught it by the back with her razor sharp teeth.