closed.

[ceol]

{{ May I reserve a spot in the pack for Half Moon (eventually, yes) as hunter? }}

[mads,]

{{ May I reserve a spot in the pack for Half Moon (eventually, yes) as hunter? }}

Yes. !! FROM NOW ON, I WILL BE IGNORING QUESTIONS HERE! PLEASE USE THE DISCUSSION THREAD LINKED HERE !!

[Lucky_Star]

I'm here now where was I? c:))

[Moonblaze-Angel]

Maple; Hunter; Brute; Half Moon

"If I ever need help, or food, o a place to stay...you'll have to help me. Is there a name I could call for, or a place I should ask directions to?" Maple inquires, pondering what made him say this. Was it his kindness, his unwillingness to fight? Or, rather, the way the light dappled her coat, creating silver spirals on her flanks? He shakes his head. Alpha was going to kill him! "I must leave soon, I need some sort of kill before sun-down."

(I think...I think he has a crush...)

[mads,]

Dakota ; Alpha Female ; Fae ; None yet... [ I just copied yours because I'm lazy XD]

Dakota was wondering what was taking Maple so long to hunt, it didn't take that long surely? In the middle of camp, Dakota pondered. Finally deciding to look for him, she founnd his scent trail and tracked him through the forest.

[{.: oliverules :.}]

(Romeo is open)

[mads,]

(Romeo is open)

[ Ace, Escape, and Rebel are open c: ]

[yeeee.]

No problem ^__^ Thank you for accepting me!}}

Launa continued through the winding territory, feeling her heart rate increase as the smell of wolves filled the air. Just as she was about to turn back, she saw the squirrel. She glanced around before dropping into a hunter's crouch, stepping lightly and delicately, truly looking as if she were gliding forward, her light yellow eyes filled with focus, and urgency.

Caster breathed slowly, inhaling the scent of many wolves over and over again. He flexed his large claws, thinking to himself that maybe he should track her, and watch her. After all, they were in yet another pack's territory.

-Both open :3

[Moonblaze-Angel]

(No problem. XD)
Maple; Hunter; Brute; Half Moon

Maple races away, back towards the camp. He pauses at another trail, belonging to a small, pig-smelling creature. He had smelled wild boar before, but this is a new, different smell. He sniffs the air for more, deciding it is just the one. Maple slowly stats a hunter's pace, slower than a full-out sprint, but fastrr than a trot. Aftrr a couple of wolf-lengths, he scents another aroma- this time a coyote. Coyotes were vicious, evil creatures with a taste for blood and war. He proceeds more carefully, and comes across a sandy pit. Not too deep, but large, and in it, is a peculiar sight; a runty pig-like thing is charging at a young kcoyote. The coyote leaps up, landing on the pig,s back, but is thrown off when the pig rolls. He lunges again at the pig, but his injured back leg hinders his jump, leaving him in range of the other thing's tusks. The pig thrusts them into his chest, but not before the coyote bites its neck. Maple pauses waiting for them to die.

[mads,]

[ bump c: ]