Kali; tagged: Kyla
~ Female ~ 2.5 years old ~ DarkStorm ~ Alpha Female ~ No mate or crush ~
Another curse erupted from her muzzle and she sprang after the pup, nearly tripping on occasion due to the intense pain of her wounds. However, her long, lean legs stretched out, devouring the ground in front of her. The pup stood no chance. She quickly leapt and tackled the small wolf to the ground, pulling the ivy into the pup's mouth as she went to scream. Kali worked as quickly as possible and bound the young wolf's muzzle so that she could not speak, howl, or bark. Even if she snapped through the vine in her mouth, the part wrapped around her muzzle would stay bound. "Don't think you can run..." Kali huffed, trying to catch her breath. Her wounds had re-opened yet again and blood now oozed slowly down her flank, dripping onto the ground. Despite the miserable condition of her battered body, her mind was amazingly happy. "You're mine now, little now. All... mine..." With that, she picked up the pup by her scruff and bit down hard enough to cause pain, but not to draw blood, and began dragging her away, back to the clearing where they started.
~ Female ~ 2.5 years old ~ DarkStorm ~ Alpha Female ~ No mate or crush ~
Another curse erupted from her muzzle and she sprang after the pup, nearly tripping on occasion due to the intense pain of her wounds. However, her long, lean legs stretched out, devouring the ground in front of her. The pup stood no chance. She quickly leapt and tackled the small wolf to the ground, pulling the ivy into the pup's mouth as she went to scream. Kali worked as quickly as possible and bound the young wolf's muzzle so that she could not speak, howl, or bark. Even if she snapped through the vine in her mouth, the part wrapped around her muzzle would stay bound. "Don't think you can run..." Kali huffed, trying to catch her breath. Her wounds had re-opened yet again and blood now oozed slowly down her flank, dripping onto the ground. Despite the miserable condition of her battered body, her mind was amazingly happy. "You're mine now, little now. All... mine..." With that, she picked up the pup by her scruff and bit down hard enough to cause pain, but not to draw blood, and began dragging her away, back to the clearing where they started.
Silver; tagged: Cree
~ Female ~ 9.5 months old ~ DarkStorm ~ Pup ~ No mate or crush ~
She forced herself not to tremble as he approached, but her muzzle began to quiver as he stopped just a few feet away from her. Her fur spiked up as far as it could go, as she was trying her best to make herself look larger than she was. It wasn't working. "I'm not afraid!" she snarled, snapping out in his direction. She stammered slightly, trying to think of something else to say. Um, uh... how do I answer his question...? she wondered, beginning to press herself against the tree. "I'll always have a pack..." she eventually spat, pinning her ears at him. "There's no need for me to act like some... some savage! Some savage loner like you!"
~ Female ~ 9.5 months old ~ DarkStorm ~ Pup ~ No mate or crush ~
She forced herself not to tremble as he approached, but her muzzle began to quiver as he stopped just a few feet away from her. Her fur spiked up as far as it could go, as she was trying her best to make herself look larger than she was. It wasn't working. "I'm not afraid!" she snarled, snapping out in his direction. She stammered slightly, trying to think of something else to say. Um, uh... how do I answer his question...? she wondered, beginning to press herself against the tree. "I'll always have a pack..." she eventually spat, pinning her ears at him. "There's no need for me to act like some... some savage! Some savage loner like you!"
