Ｗａｎｉｎｇ Ｍｏｏｎ (Wolf RP) OPEN

[Tartan]

Nodding her head, after a moment of them walking in sIlene she turned slightly to face him " I'm sorry if that was too personal. I haven't had the most contact with any other wolves in a while , especially pack wolves" she said. As they were getting closer she could smell the coastal air getting stronger. " how often do you see loners around the outskirts of the territory?" She said. The slight hope there was others out there kept her going. Even if there wasn't it was the thought that counts.

[Prophet]

❀Quincy//Quinn❀
-Lead Healer
-Location//Camp
-Mood//Content
-Tags//Pack

Quinn's head bobbed as she peered around the pack, with the chill in the air it made everything seem bleak, even with the warm sun shining on them. She was having trouble getting the attention of the other leads, and no one seemed to be taking charge of the predicament they were in, so she made a somewhat uncharacteristic decision. Careful paws carried her to the center of the packs camp, her honey eyes darting between the other wolves. With grace, she thrust her head into the air and let out a howl. Its tone was beckoning, but not forceful. While she may not be the packs leader, she is the lead healer which comes with authority, so she has a responsibility to make sure they will make it through the cold season - and at the moment they would not. She leaned into her haunches, and waited.

☁Samael//Sam☁
-Omega
-Location//Woods
-Mood//Taut
-Tags//Noelle

Sam did not look at the shewolf while they walked, he kept his head forward, alert. It was a personal question, and he did not like to share personal information. After her apology he simply remained quiet - he did not want to accept her apology but also didn't want to talk about it anymore. It was well received when she asked about other loners, "Usually only packwolves stay in the territory, so I don't see or smell loners very often. But with this much area I'm sure there are multiple." He replied swiftly and precisely, quite sure of himself. He spent a lot of time in the forest simply noting things. Their padding slowed, and there was sand under their paw pads, intermingled with reeds and grass. Salty morning air stuck to Sam's black pelt. The beach was only a few meters away from this transition area, "Waterfowl?" He asked, a sharpness in his eye.

[⠀vega]

"I'm a open book, but even those who only ever show two
pages at a time. You have to immerse yourself in the writter
world to read the rest"

Rae

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► 3 yrs
► Mate less ~ Crush less
► Female
► Straight
►Tags;anyone.
►fighter
►1004 words
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The billowed clouds sauntered casually over the females brow in cream wisps, sheltering her physique from the sunny out-breaks. Her confined den was minted in moss and various plant life: it had grown sodden from the past night's rains. Clearly it would of been more dry if the dame had slept out of her tightly secured den. But a slight attachment had matured entwining the demand of its use through the years. Privacy maybe? She pondered on the thought feebly, the superiors had the majority of the beneficial stuff and had the right to rack the others for them to share all there deepest secrets. It is the way of the pack, and Rae has all but accepted this learning to never find any thing enigmatic to conceal from the rest. Therefore the stress of concealing the indulging gossip vanished. For she had known from her experiences. Strikingly the clumped thoughts had roused her, allowing the fresh morning scents mingle with the dense odour accumulating over the previous nights. Fixating light frenzied into view, Rae soothingly altered her apex avoiding the exquisite rays from damaging her macula, which is the part of the retina that is responsible for the central vision. ... A cataract is a clouding of the lens within the eye. A lesson well distinguished between all fighters , for when a wolf is in ,mid hunt and sweat teases from there pads, blood dribbles from there hoof engraved wounds, looking into the bright ball of gas could blind them momentarily loosing the chase, naivety costing there families and there physical health.

Emerging, Rae's prolonged fur fibers teased from there stale positions reeling down her lissom torso, yielding her from the emitting gusts gathering rigid leaves spiraling them into the atmosphere, it almost appeared as if the vegetation waltzed, around scathing the pine trodden floor as it swiftly capered away. Her snout automatically detected the scarce kill pile, a few lingering hunches lay. The kind of ones that the superior's leave usually off cuttings when the fighters like her self skin the animal"I guess it's up to me to hunt, huh?"She uttered, silently to her self. Though the words were pronounced with precision her english tongue divorced her vocals, she was brought up to become a lady. Meaning that was tested on the way she held her self the way she walked, how she spoke, the way she acted. It was extremely necessary in her previous pack, and now she held her to self, extraordinary for a three year old, however it also held her a disadvantage it was common that many wolves would mock her, as they would comment that she would hold her self like the alphess' daughter not a simple fighter. But she was so much more. Known as the spiritual one, she was not one for wasting ,and so snapped the rough dear skins carefully ladling her den in the blood sodden pelts. To any fighter it would clearly symbol her grace and skill by how many animals they have killed.

The hunt.
Rae's snout gently gravitated over the pine ridden carpet, a various selection of scents accompanied her. The urge to urinate over the inferior's markers rugged at her weary mind, it took a great deal of application to ignore the natural mind set. After a hour of searching through misleading sents that often backfired, the female eventually came between half a mile of the cow. The glorious satisfaction thrilled her small heart. However the problems only began to swarm her, even if she managed to kill the large herbivore dragging it five miles would be a exhausting task. Rae expected injuries, catching large game often caused in theses thing despite it being injured and alone. All her efforts would now have to bee demonstrated, before long her natural drive hooked her mind set. She gracefully gravitated her tenuous mass, hovering over the thickened vegetation her movements little, the element of surprise was her only hope. A single launch could prove a fatal or advantage, the thoughts bemused her as she took it upon herself to gamble this option. Her fangs hooked onto its hunches a sucksess! The cow bucked relentlessly it's man carved hoofs embedded into her jaws teasing her own metallic blood from her face. No point snarling, it could not read her body language, no time for it before long she became at its heals once more despite the pain throbbing in her. Another lunge at its shackles, created the beast to stumble just enough for the dame to snap at its calfs, before it kicked her once more its hoof skimming her ribs. One more blow and her naivety would cost her her meal dignity and possibly her rank. It was her time to pull her tactics into play. Speeding slightly ahead her talons surged through the soft pine rugg, alerting the cow to swerve and her ancient traditions told her that cows needed a wide birth to maneuver, and so she was going to give them the exact opposite. The large creature stumbled into a fall, the weary Rae spent her remaining strength doing the 'wolfs play', consisting of a short snippet to the esophagus. She wasn't shore if she could taste the iron in her blood or her victims but this time her family would be feed tonight, she could rest assured that this time she could come home alive.

Rae slumped her debilitated frame along a youthful tree line, her tongue raveled from her petite maw , a small unique melodic bowl rippled from her vocals, exclaiming her whereabouts and that she needed assistance. She would now have to focus on her torn tendon and blood sodden face, she could not bring this beast back on her own, she desperately needed assistance with in the day or the there would be two carcusses tonight. She wasn't in horrendous conditions but she was the owner of a bountiful food supply whilst wounded and alone. A wolf works in a pack after all.

[sharklord]

♔ ｃｒｏｓｓ - ｇｕａｒｄｅｄ !!
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female Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 12 seasons Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ beta
crush: dese Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ mate: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pups: regal & royal
tags: regal, royal, quinn

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Luxtra woke to paws and fur on her flank, and shoved them off. Rising, she nudged her pups to their feet and padded out of her den, her son and daughter at her heels. Luxtra's instinct told her to go to the source of the howl heard, so her feet carried her to Quinn. "Hello Quinn. How are you this morning?" The she-wolf asked. Regal and Royal played at her paws, giggling, and trying to trip each other. Halting the pups, Luxtra sent them to find Samael.

♔ ｓｍｏｏｔｈ - ｃｒｉｍｉｎａｌ !!
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female Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 12 seasons Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ fighter
crush: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ mate: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pups: none
tags: open

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open for interactions !!

♔ ａｎｇｅｌ'ｓ - ｓｏｎｇ !!
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female Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 122 seasons Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ fighter
crush: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ mate: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pups: none
tags: open

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open for interactions !!

♕ ａｍａｚｉｎｇ - ｇｒａｃｅ !!
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male Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 2 seasons Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pup
crush: shadow Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ mate: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pups:
tags: luxtra, royal

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Regal jumped on his sister, and whispered into her ear eagerly. Nodding to each other, they pounced on their mother, giggling. Groaning when he was pushed off, Regal then stood and followed his mother out of the den, looking around the camp excitedly. "Royal! Wanna ask if we can actually hunt today?" He asked.

♔ ｒｅｄ - ｃａｒｐｅｔ !!
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female Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 2 seasons Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pup
crush: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ mate: open Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ pups:
tags: luxtra, regal

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Royal followed Regal out of the den, and nodded to her brother's idea. "Mom! Mom! Can we hunt today?" She asked, only to be told to find Samael. "C'mon Regal, let's Samael. He can take us hunting!" She yelped, and circled her brother happily.

[Tartan]

☁Samael//Sam☁
-Omega
-Location//Woods
-Mood//Taut
-Tags//Noelle

Sam did not look at the shewolf while they walked, he kept his head forward, alert. It was a personal question, and he did not like to share personal information. After her apology he simply remained quiet - he did not want to accept her apology but also didn't want to talk about it anymore. It was well received when she asked about other loners, "Usually only packwolves stay in the territory, so I don't see or smell loners very often. But with this much area I'm sure there are multiple." He replied swiftly and precisely, quite sure of himself. He spent a lot of time in the forest simply noting things. Their padding slowed, and there was sand under their paw pads, intermingled with reeds and grass. Salty morning air stuck to Sam's black pelt. The beach was only a few meters away from this transition area, "Waterfowl?" He asked, a sharpness in his eye.

A smile grew on her face as a small ounce of hope appeared in her mind. Maybe there was more like her. Maybe she didn't have to join a pack. She knew the rules were floating round that loners had to join a pack at some point. The salty breeze pulled her out of her head and she scrunched up her nose slightly. Feeling the terrain change under her feet she slowed to a stop. She narrowed her eyes blocking some of the sand blowing in the wind but to also focus on what prey was out. "Yep, Just behind the grass over there." She said looking at the group waterfowls hiding in the grass just up the coast.

[Prophet]

❀Quincy//Quinn❀
-Lead Healer
-Location//Camp
-Mood//Content
-Tags//Luxtra

Upon hearing Luxtra Quinn's ears bounced, flicking in her direction - her trance had been broken. "Good morning Luxtra - " She replied quickly, "I'm well, thanks." Her mellow voice went on. Considering the search for other leads in the pack was a bust, Quinn decided that a beta would be a suitable alternative. "Sorry to rush into work things first thing in the morning, but we need to start stocking up for winter. It will be upon us sooner than we know." While she spoke calmly, her eye focused on the beta, there was a ping of anxiety in her chest. They needed to forage, to hunt, to prepare the dens...there was so much to do. And with the current power dynamic everything was more difficult. With no one knowing who to listen to everyone had just gone off to their own devices -most pack members didn't even linger around the camp anymore.

☁Samael//Sam☁
-Omega
-Location//Coast
-Mood//Focused
-Tags//Noelle

The rustle of birds wings and shuffling feet in the weeds directed Sam to where Noelle had gestured - what a perfect place to strike. There were no bluffs where the pair had found themselves, it was all just flat and sandy. "We'll need to flank them." He announced coyly, lowering his body to the ground, ducking below the breeze and line of sight. "I'll go around to the other side, you stay here and don't get seen." He spoke with authority he didn't have, caught in the moment of the hunt. His charcoal paws drifted over the loosely packed sand as he prowled around the thicket, silently, his eye locked on the fidgeting birds.