|| From the Ashes we shall Rise || ACCEPTING

[xiao.]

Joining)

[Pippi]

All accepted! ^-^ Sorry for the wait xc
We can start whenever c:

[ordinary people]

Okay then ill start my post))

[ordinary people]

Mala

she yawned, then streched. Jumping of a log she landed in a light that defeated the branches of the trees, nearly blinding her.

[Pippi]

I don't really have time to RP at the moment, I can probably get on later tonight.

[ordinary people]

Okay =) )

[RiceNinja]

Can i join as a few deer?)

[BT!]

Lane trotted slowly, wisps of ash from the burnt shrubbery swirling up in slow motes around his paws. He was looking for anything that could be classified as edible, just to have something in his rumbling stomach. He also knew that, with food in his belly, his temper wouldn't be so easy to let loose, and he'd be nicer to the wolves who had accepted him into their ranks. He did, in fact, owe them...though he didn't want to admit it.



Akim lay on the ledge overlooking the sparse wasteland that he had once hunted in. "Such a pity...," he muttered somberly, creamy hazel eyes drifting across the ash and shadow. He hadn't eaten in awhile; the last thing he had eaten was in the previous day's morning, a rat. Disgusting little things. But, what could he do? Any morsel was to be appreciated while this "apocalypse," as the humans would say (if they were still alive), loomed over the remaining animals' heads.



Valentine's stomach rumbled as another pang of hunger swept over her, making her cringe. She hadn't even caught a whiff of something in the last three days (and what she did eat three days prior couldn't even fill a pup's stomach, let alone an adult wolf's), and felt her bones beginning to stick out of her thick--but matted--black pelt. To take her mind off of her predicament, she let her thoughts wander to her old packmates. She had new ones, now, of course, but their bond would most likely only last until this...whatever was happening, was over, as they were only together to try and survive. They weren't held together as strongly as the old pack was.

Would they be proud of her? She had survived longer than any of them. Were they now looking down on her from somewhere, in the Great Beyond?

Like heck! she spat bitterly in her mind. There is no Great Beyond. Not overlooking this hell, anyhow.



Fading Lights walked silently among the burnt stumps of trees, large ears swiveling this way and that. She stopped, letting the scents around her seep into her nose cavity. Forcing herself to concentrate on more than the thick, singed smell of the ashes and debris, she could detect another, much more faint smell. She froze as she remembered the almost foreign animal that carried the certain scent. A tiger. The doe could not smell blood, so the tiger (Mala) she smelt was not hurt. Deciding against investigating, considering the beastly feline would probably kill her if she got close enough, she scampered away, tail lifted slightly...until she remembered there were no other deer around.

She slowed to a halt and looked back, ears pulled forward. Nothing was following her. Yet.

[ordinary people]

She stood and began trying to track food, she wasntnhungry but she liked to know shenwas ready what what ever lies ahead of her