~ᴡᴏʟᴠᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ~ ᴠ.Ձ

[painted.wolf]

Weil
"Good things come to those who wait."

Weil flicked his tail back and forth as he padded about the snowy landscape. A yawn escaped his muzzle before he glanced around, his eyes dull and narrowed. "What a bore it is today." he muttered lowly under his breath. Trotting along the border between his territory and North pack's territory he weaved in and out in both of them. He made sure to stop and roll around a bit in the other pack's territory before he weaved back into his and repeated the process. 'Why go get my fun when it can come to me?' he thought.

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~Basics:
Name: Cyprus
Gender: Brute
Age:4
Rank: Alpha Male of North pack
Feeling: Proud, protective
Tagged: Promise, Ashtrid, Nikita

I lift my nose and take in a deep breath, smelling, I lift my ears up and snarl with deep anger, I snap at the air and run towards the camp borders, picking up great speed, growling loudly the whole way.

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~Basics:
Name: Ashtrid
Gender: Fae
Age: 3 and a half
Rank: Beta Female of North pack
Feeling: Adventurous, alert
Tagged: Promise, Cyprus, Nikita

My eyes widen as I see my brother's sudden mood change. I growl a little and take off after him, to see what was going on with him. As I rounded closer I could smell a member of the West pack.. I clearly then understood why he was angry.