ＢＯＷ ＴＯ ＴＨＥ ＡＬＰＨＡ [ ♛ ] ❝ wolf roleplay.

[tranquility.]

ϟ ( barak) ( a solaris lambada ) ( 3 y/o brute) ( camp ) ( w/valerius, zeyev, asera, argo, katria, oso, katria and scarlet )

The lambada, surprisingly, had fallen silent. Even with the pressure on his stomach increasing, Barak had managed to stifle his whimpers for the time being. Inquisitive golden eyes, glazed with pain, stayed focused with the fiery crimson ones of his alpha as much as possible, given the awkward angle of his neck. I'm doing this as a symbol of my trust, and taking the punishment for Scarlet. She won't survive if you get your paws on her, but myself? This hurts. I won't lie. But I've been through worse. I can make it through this, for my soul isn't a developing, tender little bud like Scarlet's. Swallowing deeply as Zeyev raised a blood-stained paw to strike him, Barak didn't flinch, however, released a little sound of relief when Scarlet was snatched away, which also halted the alpha's blows. However, his temporary relief gave way to a saddened, hollow feeling in the pit of his gut, for Valerius - whom hadn't dared bother to even gaze upon him since his reckless action (which, in spite of the older brute's explanation as to his earlier behavior, partly brought Barak back to wondering how much of it was fatigue) - was given an approving nod, before the punishment resumed.

After a few seconds of false peace, the young lambada watched as his alpha's eyes darkened with pure malign intent; Barak could almost smell the bloodlust radiating from the larger brute. Yet, in spite of the position he was in, Barak took solstice in knowing that there was very little chance of him dying tonight - after all, his uttered words were the truth. He did indeed hope that this tortured soul felt 'better' after his punishment, so by the name of Lupus' he could begin to act like a somewhat sane, rational alpha by his own set of standards - which pretty much meant that after this, he wouldn't maul anyone else on that particular day. Barak's thoughts were interrupted, however, as a snarl that seemed to roll like thunder escaped from Zeyev, and the brute lunged and sank his fangs into Barak's neck. Someone, the cream lambada managed to keep from flinching - perhaps it was instinct telling him that yanking would tear the flesh - even as Zeyev pushed his weight into his bite. For a few seconds they remained in that lock, chest to chest, fangs on throat, the cream lambada's own muzzle inches from his alpha's ear. But he didn't speak. tell ya what lil' fool your gonna regret this---But a few seconds later, the alpha stood up and whirled away, chest held high, chest puffed out, for why wouldn't he be proud and sated? He had just ravaged one of his submitting inferiors, after all. Climbing to his paws a bit unsteadily, the cream lambada immediately wished he could just return to his den and sleep this off. But, as things were with Zeyev, this got more complicated.

Barak immediately turned to leave, his duty here done. Yet, three things happened at once. First, Zeyev spoke. "Epsilon Valerius, remove that pup from pack grounds. She is no longer apart of the pack, i hereby banish her from the Lunaris pack." The cream lambada whirled on his paws, so quickly it looked as if he were dancing, to face Zeyev's muscled,
scarred flank. How dare he. Banishing a pup to die because he has personal issues? Maybe if he were to oversee her training or run this divided pack like a real pack, this wouldn't be an issue. It is not the sign of a healthy wolf to be will adjusted to a divided pack. But before Barak could even formulate his words into a coherent sentence, Valerius, being the obedient wolf he was, snatched up the young pup and began to head towards the camp entrance. Torn between protesting the order and halting Valerius, the lambada decided to choose the latter - after all, his pack was not doing anything to stop it. Although his "comrades"
didn't smoothly part for him, Barak gracefully weaved through them, until he reached the end, where he was given a bit of room to jump in front of Valerius. It was then he heard the words, "what we require is amneable, obedient roaches. not strapping badgers."

And that was when Barak decided he was, at the time being, finished be a mere silent scapegoat. "So when the time comes, when something larger and more powerful than yourself emerges, you'd rather a bunch of meek, obedient creatures whom are incapable think for themselves - or too frightened to say what must be said -in place of comrades with different opinions? Is it not diversity that makes the pack strong, not a funneling of individuality due to what you perceive undesirable traits? Which, in and of itself, is such an anomaly - usually wolves are removed for being legitimate threats. Scarlet's behavior is just misguidance." Perceptive golden eyes, sparkling with youth and curiosity, bore into tired, dutiful amber eyes. Allowing his words to sink in, the pale lambada swallowed, glancing at the blood snaking down his chest before continuing. " Should this trend continue, the pack will be eradicated in a few generations, when we are all in Skaarsgard (wolf heaven). Just think; a bunch of wolves unable to ever express individuality. All it would take is a strange sickness, a true pack or some other event happening, for no small group of wolves can be the brain of a pack. It takes a unit, a unit of individuals that are diverse. Future generations will be sabotaged for instant gratification should this happen." In all honesty, after the words left his maw, the young lambada should've expected another blow from his alpha, if no one else. However, Barak didn't bother look at him - instead, kept his piercing gaze on Valerius. Don't do it, Val. Your condemning a young pup to die. Be Zeyev's supporter as well as a guide, an adviser as well as a guardian - a true Epsilon. Please rise, before this pack is split beyond repair and subsequently destroyed. Parting his maw to speak again, Barak suddenly smelled a foreign scent and heard a strange voice speak, although he couldn't make out the initial words. Daring to turn his back on his 'pack', Barak spotted a strange female wolf trotting up, smirking, stating "Hello, I'm Katria. Mate of Ash, and Mother of Scarlet. I'm here to take her with me."

Barak, not at all pleased by the arrogant smugness of this female, retorted, "You will do no such thing. She is not in your custody as of now, unless she so desires." Which I'm 99% sure she doesn't. Fed up with the entire situation as of now, Barak threw his head up and howled, "Instead of slowly destroying our future, maybe we could try and actually reinforce our borders and not have unknown loners strolling into the heart of our stronghold spying on us? HELLO?!" the white lambada practically howled (because really, if half the anger taken out on him was redirected towards something useful, this wouldn't be a problem?), finally breaking eye contact to glare at his entire pack and Zeyev's den (at that den especially, because why wasn't the vengeful alpha taking care of this aggressive female?) before facing the loner again. Lips curling with frustration - because, not only was this embarrassing and downright foolish, in Barak's most humble opinion - what if Valerius actually handed a smart, capable pup over to a loner?! No. There are enough wolves here to stop this. And if they realize that Zeyev will truly do this, than maybe they will rise. Slowly puffing up, the young lambada waited - for his pack to rise, the pup to be handed over, for Zeyev to kill him - anything, really.

[Mari_hadalittlelamb]

Oso shuffled over to stand proudly next to Barak. "Epislon." he started choosing to lighten the mood by referring to his packmate by rank. "Please." he stated before striding towards Katria Narrowing his gleaming eyes sharply at her. "Where were you 8 months ago? If you truly are her dam, may I congratulate you on your raising abilities" he said sarcastically with a smirk. Let the punishment fall on Oso he didn't mind, he was one of the best Lambadas the pack had. He has been here since the beginning and had every right to speak for himself. "Think of it." he started staring at each wolf including his Alpha, a motive of confidence. "Think of how she could turn out..if she is banished such a pity to throw away such giftedness" he barked moving in a slow circle trying every bait in the book to have his Alpha reconsider tossing an innocent babe out in the harsh wilderness. "In 4 months she will no longer be a pup and she will begin her training. " he added moving to sit next to his fellow Lambada. "Lets teach her how to control her fire and tenacity, we can shape her disobedience for the better of our pack. Alpha. Please. I dare not challenge your authority, I ask you to reconsider...is it worth throwing away such potential?" he asked staring at Zeyev his heart racing and his body preparing to feel his teeth snap his Jugular Vein in half. "I will even train her. She will be my responsibility" he added quickly.

[iyori]

Scarlet I Female I 8 months I Pup I Tags: Zeyev, Asera, Barak, Arleigh,Valerius, Katria I

Scarlet struggled from Valerius's grip, but she found that she could not get herself loose. She let out a growl erupt from her throat when she heard the unfamiliar voice of a she wolf. She gave up on getting free and twitched her ears to listen. "...Mate of Ash, and Mother of Scarlet. I'm here to take her with me." The small midnight furred pup was curious, angry, and confused. She twisted around in his jowls to look at the wolf. "You're kidding", she muttered as she began to raise her voice for the other wolves to hear. "And who are you?! My mother and father is dead", she snapped as the fire started up in her eyes again. It was enough to get kicked out of the pack but to also have a wolf she didn't know say she was her mother? Scarlet looked at the wolf again, feeling as if the beautiful she wolf did look familiar in a way, but she grumbled to herself how that was all rabbit dung. She leaned forward to hear Barak puffing up with anger. Stay calm dude, just let them abandon me. It's better then this dumb pack, she thought to herself as she tried to direct it to eye contact with Barak. They seriously wasn't fighting again, were they...?



(waiting for someone else to reply before putting Ivory's new post up.)

[Queen Quartz]

Argo/ 7/ Male/ Gamma/ Tags: Oso & Valerius

Argo shook his head, taking a few steps towards the Alpha's den. Normally, this is where the old wolf would step in.
Especially since he had the audacity to banish a pup, that was clearly an uncalled for move, and it should be dawning on Zeyev right about now. He growled under his breath, he flicked his ear when he heard Oso speaking to Valerius about talking to the Alpha.
He sighed and approached the two wolves. "I'll go too. This seems like a pretty good time to give him a good talk." Argo said calmly, his eyes going to Scarlet. "He'd listen to Valerius considering he hand picked him to be his Epsilon and would listen to him more than most other wolves. Even that thick headed wolf knows she's got a spot of talent in her, so we just need to talk some sense into Zeyev. Alpha or not, he's acting like a pup and isn't handling this like a real Alpha should." Argo told them, his tail swaying a bit.

Asera/ 4/ Female/ Kappa/ Tags: N/A

Asera sighed, she felt horrible for not helping out. She watched her Father, he seemed to be thinking of going after Zeyev, she held her breath. "Don't..." She said quietly to herself, no one else could hear. She was releaved when he turned away and walked over to Scarlet and a Lambada and Epsilon. She wished she would've done something, but that would put her in danger and her Father had always told her to be wary of the Alpha and try to keep out of trouble when around him. "What would Mom have done?" She asked herself, turning away with her ears laying down and her tail swaying behind her. But her ears perked at an unknown voice.

Katria/ 4/ Female/ Loner/ Tags: Anyone

Katria watched their reactions, rolling her eyes at those who would try and stop her. It wasn't their choice, her eyes turned to Scarlet as she started to speak. Fury boiled up inside of her black chest, blue eyes shown brightly with anger. "So it's true... They killed him. They killed Ash and told you I died with him. I suppose they didn't want you to know that your Mother was a born loner, it doesn't surprise me much though, pack wolves have a bad habit of twisting the truth." She growled, flicking her tail in agitation. "Let me take a wild guess, they never allowed you to ask anything about me and your Father." She stated, taking a few steps forward. "Tell me, do you remember your first memories? I'll tell you. You were born in an abandoned fox den, and when you were weaned, your Father and I thought it would be best for you to grow up around other wolves. But I guess I was wrong, I knew he'd be in trouble for mating with a Loner, but I didn't think he'd die for it. You are the product of a loner and pack wolf pair, that's why they don't want you asking questions, it's taboo." She explained, ignoring the wolves around her. She kept her paws light on the ground in case she had to move quickly if someone tried to attack her while she was speaking with her pup.

[iyori]

Scarlet I Female I 8 months I Pup I Tags: Zeyev, Asera, Barak, Arleigh,Valerius, Katria I
The small pup was curious as she heard the female wolf was a loner, not being bossed around all the time. "Where do you live", she asked, cocking her head. Scarlet didn't know if she should trust her or not but she had no where else to go.

[Queen Quartz]

Argo/ 7/ Male/ Gamma/ Tags: Oso & Valerius

Argo shook his head, taking a few steps towards the Alpha's den. Normally, this is where the old wolf would step in.
Especially since he had the audacity to banish a pup, that was clearly an uncalled for move, and it should be dawning on Zeyev right about now. He growled under his breath, he flicked his ear when he heard Oso speaking to Valerius about talking to the Alpha.
He sighed and approached the two wolves. "I'll go too. This seems like a pretty good time to give him a good talk." Argo said calmly, his eyes going to Scarlet. "He'd listen to Valerius considering he hand picked him to be his Epsilon and would listen to him more than most other wolves. Even that thick headed wolf knows she's got a spot of talent in her, so we just need to talk some sense into Zeyev. Alpha or not, he's acting like a pup and isn't handling this like a real Alpha should." Argo told them, his tail swaying a bit.

Asera/ 4/ Female/ Kappa/ Tags: N/A

Asera sighed, she felt horrible for not helping out. She watched her Father, he seemed to be thinking of going after Zeyev, she held her breath. "Don't..." She said quietly to herself, no one else could hear. She was releaved when he turned away and walked over to Scarlet and a Lambada and Epsilon. She wished she would've done something, but that would put her in danger and her Father had always told her to be wary of the Alpha and try to keep out of trouble when around him. "What would Mom have done?" She asked herself, turning away with her ears laying down and her tail swaying behind her. But her ears perked at an unknown voice.

Katria/ 4/ Female/ Loner/ Tags: Anyone

Katria thought about the pups question. The answer was simple, she was surprised that Scarlet didn't know it, though it was still understandable since she was raised by a pack. "I don't live anywhere, but I also live everywhere. I can go anywhere I please and travel as far as I want. I can see the world without being confined within a territory." She explained, wondering if it would interest Scarlet at all.

[AngelsRuin]

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➳ Female ➳ Four ➳ Wolf ➳ Theta ➳ Single ➳

Indent The young healer trembled in the recesses of the rocky cave, her crimson orbs flashing wildly as she traced his outline against the brightened entrance. Deducing what she could from behind the male, the sun was at a rather high spot in the sky. The rambunctiousness of the pack would only go to further that assumption. 'If Zeyev wasn't coming yet, he most definitely would be on his way soon.' It didn't take long for the thought to flash across the female's mind, causing the ivory furred wolf to freeze in both her thought process and her movements. Her gaze froze, the whites of her eyes shining in the faint sunlight. The thought of having to deal with her alpha searching her out caused the healer to withdraw farther into the cavern in which she had been dwelling, a highly fearful gleam taking over her garnet colored irises. Nymeria happened to find herself so overwhelmed with her thoughts that when Britannia had moved to allow the female more space she jumped slightly, a soft whine echoing in the den before she lightly covered her muzzle with her paws. Closing her vermillion colored eyes and focussing slightly on her breathing, trying to calm herself down even the slightest bit.
Indent It only took a few minutes to slow down her rapidly beating heart, although the wolf's body still remained highly tensed, almost like she was ready to spring from her compacted position to run if needed. It was actually rather surprising to Nymeria that she took such a short time to recollect her mind, instead of continuing on the verge of hyperventilation, like she often times would have. Normally she would've needed aid from the massive collection of herbs back within the medical den, many of them being known for their calming properties. She didn't have any of those on hand at the moment though, and the den was a little far, especially when in a rather taxing conversation with a Lambada. If she had been just any wolf, she probably wouldn't have found the conversation as strenuous on her mind, but it was clear that the Theta wasn't just like normal wolves. Both personality wise and appearance wise. "N-N-Nymer-ia." She stuttered out softly, raising her gaze to the male briefly before dropping it once again. "J-Ju-st c-c-call m-me N-N-Nymer-ia, p-p-plea-se."
Indent The snow pelted canine slowly raised her body, however her stomach still brushed the floor of her den, burgundy gaze dancing everywhere but the older wolf. She felt bad for the fact that she had cut him off with her earlier remark, but she rather he addressed her by her name, even if her rank deserved such a respect - which if you asked Nymeria, she would say was highly uncalled for. She was just a healer, while she was the best of the best (and her rank went to show it,) she didn't see the need for things to be so hyped up. Her ears flicked slightly as she remained silent, as to clearly hear the male's words through all the commotion going on outside her den, although her tail remained in between her hind legs. Still fully submissive. "Th-th-this i-is j-j-just a-s mu-much y-y-your t-terri-t-tory a-as i-i-it i-s m-m-mine." The words were soft, but not untrue. She may have occupied the den, but the pack occupied the grounds and she couldn't blame the male for walking slightly too close to her abode. It wasn't like he had the intention to put her on edge, or that he could have known just what such a meaningless action would do to her. "Y-y-you d-did n-n-not tr-tres-p-p-pass, y-y-you c-c-ould n-not ha-ve kn-known wh-at s-s-such a-act-tion c-c-could in-flict. I-I-I w-will n-n-not bl-ame y-y-you f-for su-ch." She stammered out lowly, shaking slightly with the effort it took her to formulate a few full sentences as a suitable response to the soft-spoken male before her.
Indent As the commotion outside her den continued, the four year old Theta shied further away from the entrance, eyes widening a drastic amount. Ruby irises filling with fear. She couldn't see just what was going on, but she could tell there was something majorly wrong. The faint sounds of deep growls mixed with higher pitched whimpers caused the female to rise to her paws - although albeit rather shakily. "B-B-Brit-t-tann-ia, i-if y-y-you w-would n-n-not m-m-mind." She said lightly, still stumbling over her words, however her tone wasn't as submissive as it had been all the previous times she had spoken. It was clear that there was an issue going on within the world of the living, and from the sounds she heard within her isolated abode, something drastic was going on. Someone was hurt. She would be needed. The milky colored canine carefully walked forward, still holding herself with a submissive posture as she slipped past the male and out of the den to see Zeyev lunge at Barak, closing his jaws around the lamabada's neck. The sensitive young healer gasped quietly, freezing in place, eyes widening even more than they had previously - which was an extraordinary feat in itself! - as she observed the scene before her. 'Starting to wish you didn't leave the den now, aren't you Nymeria...' The voice in her head was taunting, but she really couldn't help but agree with it. She much rather have stayed within the den, but that wasn't an option anymore. A healer would be needed, and she would need to snap out of her reverie before she ended up being the next target of Zeyev's wrath.

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➳ Male ➳ Three ➳ Wolf ➳ Loner ➳ Single ➳

Indent Sunlight streamed through the leafy roof that covered the forest, casting a slight greenish glow across the dirt covered terrain. The wind rustled the bushes, blowing across Rhaegal's fur. An action that caused him to tense. Although the reason for such a reaction wasn't due to the chill that the air brought along, but instead it's scent. While it was obvious to the male that he would never be fully alone while adventuring through the forest, this new aroma proved that he allowed someone strange to venture a little too close for comfort. Although aside from slightly tensing his posture, the canine didn't show any sign of recognition for the fact that another wolf was trailing him. His interest was mainly drawn to the scent of a rabbit that the male had zoned in on. It was clear to him that the mutt who had trailed him this long hadn't made up their mind on their intentions. They were close enough to attack, but the scent that the wind carried was doubtful, there would be no need for a fight yet.
Indent Although the scarred male was constantly looking for a fight, he was slightly glad he could postpone this confrontation for a little. Starting an altercation on an empty stomach wasn't the smartest action for anyway, if it had broke out in a fight the male would be rather easily drained - as he already ran on a slight lack of energy. It wasn't an event he wished to bring upon himself, especially not when he danced along the border of a rather large pack. If the scents were any indication of size. Besides, if he could manage to follow this rabbit out of the pack's territory, he could confront the stranger on rather neutral ground. The alpha couldn't do much if a fight started between the two when the brawl was initiated in an area beyond his jurisdiction. 'Just a little farther, and you're in the green.' The wolf thought to himself, amber colored orbs flashing dangerously as he tracked his prey, leading his opponent to an area that worked to the rouge's advantage.
Indent Once his paws landed outside the property line, the wolf picked up speed, slinking across the rugged ground in order to close the distance between him and the small creature in which a small portion of his interest has been piqued upon. The rabbit bounded off ahead, although it didn't bother the wolf too much. He enjoyed playing with his prey anyways. A small part of him hoped the strange wolf would notice the little show he intended to put on, that they would see him play with his target before ending it with a rather deep gash along it's back, breaking the rabbit's hind leg to immobilize it. The humans often had a word to explain others among the likes of him, sadistic, a psychopath. Tearing his gaze from the dying rabbit, the wolf turned his head slightly, eyes searching for an outline in the forest to show that he had been followed. "Enjoy the show? I truly hope you did! It was all for you, you see." The dark furred male called out, his voice was deep, but it also rose and fell in a sing-song like tone as his eyes flashed. Waiting for the pack mutt to reveal themselves to his malicious gaze, for he was desperately in need of a new toy.

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[Prophet]

❀Quai//Quai❀
-Psi//
-Location//Territory Boarder
-Mood//Alert
-Tags//Rhaegal

The dark, brawny male seemed to be systematic, meticulously tracking, and it made her uneasy. Her gleaming honey eyes were locked on the male as he made his kill, and with every step the young shewolf analyzed his movements, his gestures, the way his ears twitched and the way he moved across the terrain. His large paws incredibly precise, and when he spoke Quai felt her claws dig into the soil. His dance around the rabbit wasn't a hunt, it was a performance. He knew of her presence the entire time - I suppose thats why I'm not a hunter. She thought disparagingly. Now, she had one of two options - ignore his remark and retreat, where she risked being chased down... She is quick, and might be able to escape, but that wasn't completely feasible. Option two was to engage, the repercussions of which were unclear. While she may be attacked by this outsider, she may not; and if Zeyev found out that she discovered an intruder and didn't do something, she may be banished or mauled. So: possibly be mauled, or probably be mauled?
The prior was the superior of the two bleak options. No point in hiding back here anymore. She thought sullenly. So, hesitantly, the slender tricolor wolf poked her head above the brush line. Orange ears stood firmly on her head as the rest of her body followed out of the shrubs, her usually gentle eyes were sharp and assertive. While insignificant in the pack, he stood dignified and strong. "You seem to have ventured pretty closely to the Lunaris packs territory. Haven't you heard of what happens to outsiders if the alpha smells them?" Her tone was coy, in an effort to come across as light hearted rather than accusatory or cynical - since that would definitely incite some form of violence. She did her best to keep a confident pose in the face of possible disaster.

[iyori]

Scarlet I Female I 8 months I Pup I Tags: Zeyev, Asera, Barak, Arleigh,Valerius, Katria I
Scarlet yipped, I wan-". She quickly stopped herself and narrowed her eyes. "I get that you're a loner but why should I believe you?", she felt her fur bristling wondering who to believe. The tiny pup shifted in Valerius's grip and wandered her gaze to Barak. "Why are you trying to help me?", she demanded showing lack of respect to the other wolves who were watching. Scarlet began to squirm once more trying to get out of Valerius's grip. It was a terrible time for this to happen even though the female wolf might be telling the truth.

[galaxial]

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indentation Autumn had painted the lands in brilliant shades of amber, gold, and vermilion. Aether loved everything about the season. Dead leaves cascaded down onto the floor, swirling around in the cool gusts of wind. The air was crisp, mist drifting out of her jaws with each breath. Leaves crunched and crackled beneath her paws, her svelte frame allowing her to glide across the land smoothly. The female had been awake earlier than the rest of her pack mates, or so she presumed. The period of lifelessness allowed her to go on one of her walks. The sun hazily hung above the mist that descended upon camp. When she went on one of her far off walks, her mind seemed to automatically shut off. Oblivion. The weight of the world was no more, and all her mind was on was the sounds of nature. The hum of life under her paws. Halting in her tracks, she tipped her maw up towards the pale blue sky; the colour seemed to wash away as the days grew colder. Retreating like the waves of water that gently lapped at the shoreline. Her grey-tipped ears twitched rapidly, swiveling to catch the minuscule sounds. The light trickle of water was nearby, shifting her path to find the source of the sound. In a forest clearing, a river weaved it's way through the foliage. Trees hung over the water ominously, the sun reflecting off the water dimly. Drawing near the riverside, the she-wolf dipped her head down towards the water to drink. Gently lapping at the water, she recoiled at the coldness of it. Inwardly wincing, she swallowed it down tentatively. "Great Lupus," she murmured quietly to herself. Glistening droplets of water dripped down her jaws, the alabaster hued wolf backing away from the river. Whatever threads of sleepiness she had been clinging onto before were gone. Time to get back to business, which meant heading back to camp and attending to any duties she had to. Heading back on her path towards Lunaris, she pushed off her haunches into a run. The frigid air bit into Aetherius' lungs, the rush of adrenaline causing tingles in her paws. She had gone this route so many times before, it was merely muscle memory and instinct that guided her back to her pack. The wind matted and tangled her fur. Once she neared the borders, her pace significantly slowed into a brisk trot. Entering camp with ease, her stark auburn eyes scanned the terrain silently. Most of her pack-mates were up and about, off doing their own duties.

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