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The Basics
Name ↠ Strider
Gender ↠ Male
Pack ↠ River
Rank ↠ Alpha Male
Crush ↠ None
Status ↠ Furious
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With a subtle cringe, Strider spoke slowly. "You're making a big decision. Using your head. You know it's safer here." His eyes cold, Strider turned. He could feel his anger growing cold, into a pit in his stomach. His legs felt stiffen, heavy, with responsibility and stress. I will bring back the order, he repeated in his head. A wind brushed through his russet pelt and he drew in a breath of the breeze. Glaring ahead of himself, he collected his posture. Raising his neck, he let his tail fall stiffly behind him, not raised, but down completely down. He straightened his legs, and tilted his head back, letting out a long, monotonous howl, a call to gather his pack. He glanced over his shoulder at Snow, his countenance emotionless, his eyes blank. He watched as they left. It felt as if Snow was attached to him, like a stitch, and she just tore free, reopening the wound. How many more will I lose? As he turned back and motioned to howl again, snow's words, barely audible anymore, tried to reach his ears. His pupils shrank and he shook, anger bubbling back up.
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The Basics
Name ↠ Trekkar
Gender ↠ Male
Pack ↠ Loner
Rank ↠ N/A
Crush ↠ Unaware
Status ↠ Feeling lost, broken
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Trek flinched at the sound of a howl, crouching down and sliding to a stop. He looked around with wary eyes, then realized he was a good distance away. That sounded like Strider. He raised slowly back to his height, and padded forward in a fast walk. A little melody, managed to shove itself into his head, anchoring itself into the back of his mind. A soft tune, natural and calming. His breached into his mind, and he recognized the song, faltering in his steps. It was a song his mother used to hum while he and his sister fed, while they were very young. He wasn't even sure if he could see very well at that point.
They den was my world then. My mother, sister, father. The outside world was nothing, it didn't matter. The breezes that crept in, bringing in the strange, frighteningly new smells, it didn't matter as soon mother began to hum. Everything was calm then, like the eye of a hurricane. He picked his pace back up, tightening his throat to keep the song from slipping out from himself. He felt as if, if he hummed it as well- what if after it left his mouth, it never came back? And he couldn't give it to the wind, to the trees. This song was meant to be given to others.
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