Parker| 3 months | Male | Wolf Hybrid | Mountain Pack | Rank: n/a | Location; On a rock pile | Tagged; n/a
Parker plopped down on the rocks, worn out from his play minutes earlier. His tongue rolled out the side of his mouth and he panted in exhaustion. The little ginger-pelted wolf-dog glanced around his surroundings in hope to spy one of his fellow pack members. It wasn't a safety precaution for Parker knew he has nestled himself at the heart of their territory and the adults knew better than to leave a youngster alone where danger could lie; so he just continued lazing the shadows some nearby trees supplied and waited for an adult to come find him.
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Maverick| 4 years | Male | Wolf Hybrid | Loner | Rank: n/a | Location; Swamp | Tagged; Zasha
"Oh yeah. Well it's just you mentioned... Just forget I said anything." he mumbled, half embarrassed. When Zasha advanced forward ahead of him the brute growled to himself, hatred towards himself building. "Ah that was stupid." he mumbled again to himself, almost shocked he let the thought of power consume him to the point he couldn't even focus on a hunt. He rolled his eyes and shook his dark pelt before cautiously bounding after the female.
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Duchess| 4 years | Female | Great Dane | Forest Pack | Rank: Fighter | Location; Forest | Tagged; n/a
Duchess sprawled out on the short grass and occupied her attention with observing the little bugs fly around the grass blades as if they were putting on a dance show just for her. Obviously, it was fairly easy for her to get distracted. She jolted upright when she heard a crack of a twig behind her. The Great Dane moved her large build, taking her position as a Fighter quite seriously; any harm, she was suppose to protect the pack from. Seeing nothing around that seemed like a danger to her or her fellow pack members she proceeded to lay back down and catch some rest before she was really needed for work.
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Lillian| 2 years | Female | Italian Greyhound | Prairie Pack | Rank: Fighter | Location; Prairie | Tagged; n/a
The young female played in the long golden grass alone, not really sure where everyone else was. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth she grew tired but her bundle was energy was still present and more overpowering. She was also unsure of what she was actually chasing, for there seemed to be nothing in the golden blades but herself, but I suppose you could never know.
Parker plopped down on the rocks, worn out from his play minutes earlier. His tongue rolled out the side of his mouth and he panted in exhaustion. The little ginger-pelted wolf-dog glanced around his surroundings in hope to spy one of his fellow pack members. It wasn't a safety precaution for Parker knew he has nestled himself at the heart of their territory and the adults knew better than to leave a youngster alone where danger could lie; so he just continued lazing the shadows some nearby trees supplied and waited for an adult to come find him.
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Maverick| 4 years | Male | Wolf Hybrid | Loner | Rank: n/a | Location; Swamp | Tagged; Zasha
"Oh yeah. Well it's just you mentioned... Just forget I said anything." he mumbled, half embarrassed. When Zasha advanced forward ahead of him the brute growled to himself, hatred towards himself building. "Ah that was stupid." he mumbled again to himself, almost shocked he let the thought of power consume him to the point he couldn't even focus on a hunt. He rolled his eyes and shook his dark pelt before cautiously bounding after the female.
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Duchess| 4 years | Female | Great Dane | Forest Pack | Rank: Fighter | Location; Forest | Tagged; n/a
Duchess sprawled out on the short grass and occupied her attention with observing the little bugs fly around the grass blades as if they were putting on a dance show just for her. Obviously, it was fairly easy for her to get distracted. She jolted upright when she heard a crack of a twig behind her. The Great Dane moved her large build, taking her position as a Fighter quite seriously; any harm, she was suppose to protect the pack from. Seeing nothing around that seemed like a danger to her or her fellow pack members she proceeded to lay back down and catch some rest before she was really needed for work.
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Lillian| 2 years | Female | Italian Greyhound | Prairie Pack | Rank: Fighter | Location; Prairie | Tagged; n/a
The young female played in the long golden grass alone, not really sure where everyone else was. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth she grew tired but her bundle was energy was still present and more overpowering. She was also unsure of what she was actually chasing, for there seemed to be nothing in the golden blades but herself, but I suppose you could never know.
