by yeeee. » Mon Nov 17, 2014 5:44 am
Thank you. You can call him Dark, Darkest, Shadow, Shadows; anything really.}}
Cameria woke with a start, having another terrifying nightmare of what had happened in between Darkest and Varien, the pack's dead bodies... the creme colored fae shuddered, exiting the huntress den and inhaling the fresh air with relief that it was just a memory.... it was over. For now. She glanced around, before entering the center of camp head and tail high with no regard for rank or escedra. -Open
Darkest entered the camp, his jet black coat blending in easily with the shadows, his golden eyes darting over the camp as he made sure no one was around that would attack the old omega. The older wolf sighed, noting his adopted daughter's body posture; he almost wished he could just walk with his head up and not deal with scorn. He slunk into camp, hoping to steal some prey from the pile without being noticed. -Open
Varien was walking, blood from his most recent.... test staining his muzzle. The silvery wolf sniffed the air deeply, noting he smelled a sudden increase in wolf activity there. A rumble began in his chest as he examined the pawprints, then entered the territory in the same lesuirely manner he'd been strolling at, his single half closed eyes flitting here and there as his muscular, silvery body moved smoothly and slowly through the pack territory... -Open
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yeeee. on Mon Nov 17, 2014 5:50 am, edited 1 time in total.