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[RavenWolf1010]

"The Sky? Your from the North?" Curiosity sparked in her eyes. "Would you mind telling me about the Sky?" Her pack had believed that each element had their own personality. Sun, was a frisky fellow, who couldn't keep still. He would move so much, that eventually, he would fall asleep. Then the Moon would come. The moon was more associated with a beautiful goddess, as humans would call it. The Moon longed to be in the Sun's present, and was always chasing after him. There were other stories for the other aspects of nature. But since Raven had heard of the northern wolves, she'd been fascinated with their beliefs.

As well as her interest was in Maximum's beliefs, his very presence, brought a sense of security she had been lacking for many years. Around him, she could feel at ease. And since the Crimson Day, she didn't realize how receded into her shell she'd become.

((Edit; I'm going to be heading to bed soon. In case I don't reply, good night. ))

[EscapeFromReality]

Maximus
Maximus is startled slightly by Raven's request, but it actually causes his tail to wag a few times. The brute stills his tail after a couple of seconds, hoping that she hadn't noticed, but body language isn't really a controllable thing. "Okay... Well, the Sky is the giver. The Sky gives warmth, light, darkness, water, cold, heat, life, morals, and everything else. For half of the year the sun is raising life, her pups. The sun is shining then and it's warmer because there's more life in the sky, more life everywhere. For the second half of the year the Sky is sleeping. Everything is dark, quiet, and peaceful. She is resting in preparation for her next litter and the rest of the world rests as well. Each day has minor differences. Sometimes she cries, sometimes she sweats from the work of the hunt, sometimes you can't see anything fall, but she's always giving something. The Sky is the giver, and we, her pups, her recipients." Maximus says, starting to go into a long story. But he checks himself and stops talking. "You should sleep." Maximus says before fixing his posture and continuing to guard. Raven was laying down underneath the pine, but the dark brute remains outside, sitting still, holding his eyes open despite being tired.

{No problem, night.}

[RavenWolf1010]

Raven listened to him with fascination. However, sleep pulled her into an embrace, and she began to snore softly. Her dreams were filled with that of the Sky, instead of the usual nightmares. Her muscles still ached from the day's battle.

[O.G.]

(are all of the wolves gone now, i didn't get to fight one!! XD)

(( Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! xD. If you want, you can go ahead and go through any battle she had with other wolves in your next post. You know, kind of make it a summary of what happened, and then continue on to what she did after the fight. I dunno, that would leave you with at least a little bit of a battle to role play out... ))

[ sorry for the crap post *again*, i really lost my muse, but i am sure *at least i hope* it will come back soon ]

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rank; alpha female
location; camp border
mood&thoughts; on guard, nervous
status; in heat
pack; vixen pack
tagged; silver, claw, rabid wolves
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jinx scanned herself over, finding plenty chunks of fur missing, and that's when she felt an excruciating pain on her left hindquarter, quite close to where her leg met her paw. she hesitantly lifted her leg, staring into the wound. it was diminutive, though it was awfully harrowing. slowly lowering her leg, she turned her once again emotionless and pale olive gaze back to silver. just a small flesh wound, no big deal. jinx under-exaggerated the 'flesh wound' part, but she didn't want him telling her things like: oh my gosh! you need to get a medic! or something like that. that's why she didn't mention the excruciating feeling it was giving to her.

Silver Eye :: Alpha Male :: Comet Pack

Silver let his golden eye sweep over Jinx's form with the oddest mixture of both eagerness and hesitance. Some part of him hoped that she might have been bitten. Some part of him hoped that the vicious disease that had plagued the mongrels they had killed would soon be ravaging her mind as well. Some part of him liked the thought of her going insane. It would give him an ever so perfect reason to sink his teeth into her flesh in a lethal bite to the throat. He almost grinned sinisterly at the though, but there was something keeping that at bay, and that something was more than just self-control. It was...Well, he didn't know what it was. All he knew was that his mind's eye would not stop replaying the moment where she had tackled his attacker away just before he was going to be slaughtered. She had saved him and then he had saved her, and it had worked out so well. They had worked out so well. It was because of her that he lived and it was because of him that she lived, and that was a very peculiar thing to realize. He had never thought that a day would have ever come that she would ever save him or him her. He had only imagined killing her off in various way, only imagined taking over her territory and commanding over her wolves. Perhaps he was still thinking of it a little, but there was one thing that he realized he couldn't deny, and that was that they worked well together. Such a thought would surely leave him pondering for all of the day's hours. Something told him that he should do something about that, but, in the moment, he wasn't sure what.
Silver was pulled from his thoughts when Jinx pulled up her left hind leg and peered down at it, and that was when Silver saw what she was seeing. He saw a wound, a small, rather menial little gash considering the fight, but, nonetheless, it was open and it oozed with blood. He frowned, as displeased as he was excited at the sight of it. His eye lit up just a little, yet, behind it seemed a certain amount of darkness that suggested that he was not as happy as he seemed. "Dearest Jinx, I think it is just a little more than what you are saying it to be," he answered in suspicion, his brows raised as his eye swept over the wound. "You should see a healer about that, I should think, and you should certainly fear the virus which plagued our dear friends." As he mentioned them, he cast his gaze out to the numerous fallen wolves around them. He looked over them all for perhaps a bit too long, thoughts causing his glancing about to meander. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Perhaps you could even come with me." There was a certain amount of distaste worn into the subtitles of his expression, yet there was something about him still which seemed intrigued. "Through my years of living I have learned to treat wounds well enough." He paused momentarily, again in a bit of thought. "You may consider this offer a small token of gratitude for saving my life," he suggested, his brows raised over so slightly.

[EscapeFromReality]

Maximus
Maximus wakes up very early before the sun rises, and immediately his fur raises and his face turns into a scowl. He was on guard, it was wrong to fall asleep... Maximus shakes out his coat and lopes in a wide circle around the tree before returning to his post, sitting with extra attentiveness. The brute knows that he can't make up for having slacked off, but it's the best he can do. Maximus sits in the quiet darkness of the dawn, his ears perking up slightly when the birds begin to sing. Threading it's way down through the pine bough light falls across Maximus's broad shoulders, warming his aching muscles. After a while the heat becomes uncomfortable, pricking at his thick, dark coat. Maximus retreats from the light, moving to sit in the shade. And so, the brute ends up moving in too sit beside Raven, guarding and waiting. Guarding because the Sky would want him to, and because he wants to, but waiting for when Raven wakes and he can leave.

[Spotted.Newt]

.:Arberie:.
~aka Brie~
~female
~3.5 years
~Vixen pack
~no crush
~location;; battle scene
tags;; many

Brie searched the air for the scent if prey, but instead a rancid, I'll scent hit her nose. Soon after the cries and snarls of a fight reached her ears, and she picked up the pace. This time, she was headed for the battle. When she arrived, she stopped just short of stepping on a still form, with dead eyes and a pool of foam and blood surrounding it. Brie couldn't help staring for a moment, before looking up. She saw many figures littering the ground in much the same way, and a few pack wolves who luckily were alive. She spotted her Alpha, Jinx, and carefully picked her way through the remains of the battle towards Jinx. A glimpse of her past flashed through her mind briefly at the sight, but she quickly pushed that thought away as she reached the two Alphas. "Well......." She said, still shocked by what had happened so quickly. She noticed the wound on Jinx's leg, and caught her breath momentarily. Had Jinx been contaminated?

[lacebunnie]

[ sorry for the crap post *again*, i really lost my muse, but i am sure *at least i hope* it will come back soon ]

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rank; alpha female
location; forest
mood&thoughts; nervous
status; in heat
pack; vixen pack
tagged; silver, claw, brie
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jinx glanced over at brie, then back over at silver. for moments, she stared unnoticeably at him..he was just so handsome. she drank in every pattern on his fur, every chiseled feature..every battle scar. snapping out of her trance, jinx though about his offer, then turned reluctantly turning to face brie. taking a deep breath, she spoke. brie, i need you to take care of the pack while i go with silver eye. our medic is currently in poor health, and i don't want her not getting rest trying to cure my wound. i trust you to keep the pack safe, is this clear? jinx spoke smoothly before turning to silver eye, nodding thankfully to the comet pack alpha.

[Spotted.Newt]

.:Arberie:.
~aka Brie~
~female
~3.5 years
~Vixen pack
~no crush
~location;; battle scene
tags;; many

Brie listened to the Alpha's words, a bit surprised that Jinx was leaving her in charge, but not completely. After all, being lead hunter meant a wolf was clever, swift, and had a good amount of persistence by nature. Brie nodded in understanding. "I will. Do not worry about the pack, rather worry about making sure that wound has not been infected by the foaming mouth disease."

[RavenWolf1010]

Maximus
Maximus wakes up very early before the sun rises, and immediately his fur raises and his face turns into a scowl. He was on guard, it was wrong to fall asleep... Maximus shakes out his coat and lopes in a wide circle around the tree before returning to his post, sitting with extra attentiveness. The brute knows that he can't make up for having slacked off, but it's the best he can do. Maximus sits in the quiet darkness of the dawn, his ears perking up slightly when the birds begin to sing. Threading it's way down through the pine bough light falls across Maximus's broad shoulders, warming his aching muscles. After a while the heat becomes uncomfortable, pricking at his thick, dark coat. Maximus retreats from the light, moving to sit in the shade. And so, the brute ends up moving in too sit beside Raven, guarding and waiting. Guarding because the Sky would want him to, and because he wants to, but waiting for when Raven wakes and he can leave.

"Maximus?" Raven stirred slightly, her muscles tight. She could see his dark form in the low light, and felt a small jolt of hapiness run through her. Carefully rising to a sitting position, she nudged his shoulder lightly. "Thank you for keeping guard last night." Gesturing to her hind leg, she spoke again. "I wouldn't have been able to do much if I had been on my own. Heck, I don't even have a proper den." Sighing, her breath curled out before her in the still chilly, morning air. She drew closer to Maximus, sharing his and her own warmth. Of course, his pelt radiated the warmth of the morning sun already.

[EscapeFromReality]

Maximus
Maximus frowns when Raven thanks him for guarding, "I'm not the best guard, but you're welcome." Maximus says in response as Raven moves closer. He glances down at the fae and then lays beside her, not crowding but allowing her to lay close. Maximus rests his chin on his paws and looks out from underneath the pine tree, watching as the brush stirs in a light breeze. "I'll be moving on soon, you can use this place as a den." Maximus suggests without thinking, not even considering withholding the pine den. Northern courtesy. The wolf's ears relax some and Maximus feels comfortable, laying on the soft bed of needles beside Raven. His body language reflects his good mood, but at the same time the large brute is also acting reserved. He answers questions, replies with statements, but never actually starts a conversation. But that's not anything new, Maximus was always like this... admittedly it was less extreme before...

Maximus lets out a small huff and shifts slightly before closing his eyes.