aiyana; five; female; subject.
With a small scratch against the chilling limestone floors aiyana turned on to her side slowly in the midst of a deep dream, but slowly she started feeling the freezing frost against her back and left side, so cold it roused her and with a few dreary blinks a long loud yawn escaped her. Being rather new to the pack she had not yet acclimatised herself to the brutal wether of where she was, everything being so grey and dark and cold and, in her mind dull, being only a subject didn't perticularly stimulate Aiyana into doing much with her days.
Through the cracks of the walls a howl swiftly entered her room, 'another order... Great', Aiyana thought to herself as she let out another yawn and extended all of her limbs out one by one, before mustering the strength to raise herself of the ground and slowly march towards the order, entering the hall just as the big boss gave her morning speech. Aiyana placed herself rather on the edge, a vantage point where she could see everyone else without drawing to much attention to herself.
Carbry; three; male; guard.
Having been out all night Carbry was happy to have returned to his treasured castle, he tossed and turned on the the cold stone floor, and slept rather peacefully as he started to gain more and more conciseness, before a howl was very distantly heard, actually very distantly... strange Carbry could usually here it very loudly next to him most days. Hmm, he turned on to his front without opening his eyes when he felt he unusually soft wet ground underneath him, why was his room wet and soft? This troubled Carbry enough to get him to open his then... 'oh god!' he hadn't fallen asleep out in the forest again.
He sprung up onto all fours and stared at his surroundings unable to move as his stomach twisted from fear of the consequences of this. His third time in a month he had done this! A howl snapped Carbry out of his trance before he looked up in the direction of the castle. 'no, no no! Why today was the howl early!?', and with that Carbry sprinted of from a stand still through the thickened trees, he noticed as he ran that his coat was saturated with rain water and all underneath his chest and legs were plastered in thick black mud. Carbry panted as his extended his legs out and as they came crashing through a muddy puddle the black mud splashed all across his face and body, the once brindle dog was becoming every more black.
The forest began to thin out and Carbry swiftly turned on his back legs up towards the steps to the outside gate of the castle, though as he did his legs went out from underneath him and he skidded, for what seemed like forever, through the mud and up against the front door of the castle. Raspising up Carbry saw he now was covered in the thick blackened mud and there would be no hiding it from moon or worse Lewis, that dog already had it in for him. Carbry pushed through the doors with. Loud creak and thud, and as he took of spiralling round corners he could see the assembled dogs intently listening to moon, when he tried to stop but the mud plastered on him made him skid and fall through the air and along the ground and straight into everyone else, taking out most of the pack as he accidentally skidded through to the front, stopping at moons feet.
