A R I A
|Beta|Female|3.5 years old|Content| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
|Beta|Female|3.5 years old|Content| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
- The young Beta's eyes blinked open once more, momentarily blinded by the early morning light. Aria yawned, lifting her head and immediately noticing how warm the den was growing. She stood, pulling herself out of the den before lowering her front half in a stretch. Once outside of the den her jaws spread once more in a wide yawn. Bright blue eyes scanned the camp, figuring out which wolves were up. She licked her chops thoughtfully before swiveling her head to the right and making her way towards the center of the camp. No matter how hot it was, Aria had always loved the sun. Every morning when she woke up she'd often be found sitting somewhere in camp, just basking in the sun -or shade if she got too hot- before their day started. Now was that time. She was light on her paws as she padded across the now dusty earth beneath her paws. When she was near the middle of the camp she sat down, letting a small huff escape her parted jaws. Feeling more relaxed now, she bent her head and began to clean her front paws.
R E M M E
|Female|2.5 years old|Calm| Interest: Niko|Tagged: |
|Female|2.5 years old|Calm| Interest: Niko|Tagged: |
- The large female had been awake for quite a while now. She had always been one to wake early. Remme sat silently near the base of a tree. Even in the early morning sun she was feeling a little warm. Though, she had never really been one to love spending a good amount of time in the sun -unless she was wet, which rarely ever happened- her thick and wiry fur just didn't mix well with the heat. Licking her nose, Remme cast her gaze over to Niko, who had just been approached by Teeko. She sniffed the air lightly, tail giving a wag when she smelt the rabbit's scent. It had been a while since she had eaten fresh meat. She pawed at the soft earth for a moment before standing up and deciding to get a drink at a nearby stream. Her long legs carried her easily and confidently as she padded away. She didn't think anyone would realize her leaving.
N I X O N
|Subordinate|Male|4 years old|Groggy| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
|Subordinate|Male|4 years old|Groggy| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
- Nixon flipped onto his side, legs sprawling out in front of him. He hadn't been awake for long and now he was only wishing to fall back asleep. He blinked sleepily, gaze trained on a little feather that was floating closer to his muzzle with every breath. Eyes heavy, he slowly began to fall back asleep. As soon as he was able to doze off, the little feather tickled his nose which sent him jolting upward, a loud sneeze exploding from his nose. The large male shook his head, flicking his ears in dismay as he realized that he needed to get up. With a grunt, Nixon was on his paws. He shook out his fur before stretching out his limbs one by one. Head high, he trekked out of the den. Nixon paused a moment, paw lifted in the air as he scented for anyone he could talk to. Believe it or not, he was actually quite a social wolf and he didn't like to be alone for a long period of time. The male shifted from paw to paw, trying to decide where to sit. Nixon let out a yawn as he trotted towards a bush on the outskirts of camp. He decided he'd sit there for a while to wake up a bit before leaving the camp to do his business and find water.
S H A D E
|Subordinate|Male|4.5 years old|Neutral| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
|Subordinate|Male|4.5 years old|Neutral| Crush: Open|Tagged: |
- While everyone was just now waking up and getting on with their day, Shade was slinking back into camp. His fur was wind blown and his eyes were bright and awake as he entered. Shade had been awake for a few hours now. He had woken up quite early not because of a nightmare or really anything. He had always had trouble sleeping, most who slept near him knew this. The large brute was constantly tossing and turning in his sleep, most always restless. Shade lifted his head a little higher than it's usual place set even with his shoulders. He noticed that most of the pack was awake now. When he left there was not a soul stirring in the camp. He passed his tongue around his jaws, feeling awkward at walking between all of his pack mates. At this time he wished that he was still out, racing between trees and cresting hills. He felt free when he was running. Slowly, the brute shifted his paws, not realizing he had paused in the middle of the clearing to look around. He weaved his way between the pack members before seating himself in a shadow near the edge of the camp. Silently he watched the rest of the pack come to life.

