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[wildsight]

▌✿ ʟᴀᴜʀᴇʟ
{Female} {2 Years} {Scout} {Crush: --} {Mentions: --} {Tags: Open}
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The darkness of the night was leaving replaced by the golden light of the rising sun. The sky began to brighten
as the darkness retreated until sunset. The golden warmth of dawn was finally here. And that meant the time for rest was
over. The animals began to rise while some began to get ready for rest. However, it was not the coyotes that we're getting
ready for rest. It was the coyotes that we're wakening. Laurel yawned wide her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Her sharp
teeth showing. It was time to start on the morning duties. She blinked gazing at the horizon. The golden disk of the sun
rising on the horizon was a beautiful sight. She loved watching it as it rose and set. However, now was not the time to do it. She
had a job to do. Being a scout she should be checking the territory. But she wasn't the only scout. Would she need to
wait until Keavy woke up? She didn't feel like waiting. Her ears twitched as she laid her head on her paws. Once again she
began, to watch the golden disk of the sun rising in the distance.


▌♠ ɴʏʟᴇ
{Male} {4 Years} {Loner} {Crush: --} {Mentions: --} {Tags: Open}
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The darkness was beginning to be driven away by the golden light of the wakening dawn. The golden disk rose on the
horizon and as it did this the darkness retreated into hiding. Most creatures we're waking up at this time. But there was one
creature already awake. Nyle a lone coyote was loping along. He didn't wait until dawn to begin hunting. He couldn't wait on
anyone because he lived alone. And because he lived alone he had to do things by himself. He couldn't rely on someone else
to do it for him. He couldn't rely on someone else to protect him. The only thing he could rely on was himself. And that he did.
As he loped along his ears, twitched listening to the sounds of the awakening animals. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he
padded through the open field. Living alone did have its advantages. But like most things it also had its disadvantages. Living
alone meant you didn't have to rely on others who might very well turn on you in harsh times. It also meant you only had to
care for one coyote. Yourself. However, if a threat suddenly appeared a lone coyote would not be able to defend himself against
a large threat. He would have to run away. However, he had not run across any danger like that. And he hoped to stay that way.
He continued on with his loping stride his tongue lolling as he searched for prey.

[w0ah]

(( ✦ ) ─── 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐀 . )


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i. female ─── ii. hunter ─── iii. no crush/mate/pups ─── iv. mentions; roman, kayden, laurel ─── v. no current tags
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THE hunter laid motionlessly, eyes peering into the sky as light cascaded over her pelt───a great ball of fire w
as rising in the sky, inching over the ground below and covering it with its blanket of warmth. spring was always
a pleasant season of the year, at least to those among the animal kingdom───particularly because with it, spri
ng is prosperous, offering growth and fortune to the pack. soon, the females among the pack may find themselv
es a mate, giving birth by summer or fall to raise their brood until the next spring. or, perhaps the females will
prepare to give birth,, then ensuring their pups will grow strong and healthy enough to survive the winter to co
me... how harsh this past winter had been, leaving the pack of coyotes in shambles, little of them surviving lon
g enough to witness this beautiful aftermath of spring. many of her pack-mates had lost ones they loved dearly
, even including dara herself───she had lost her brother.

what a strong hunter he had been, the siblings having followed in their father's footsteps. though they were al
ways side-by-side in their patrols, dara had always been the best of the two───cunning, skilled, always at ale
rt, and, not to mention, incredibly loyal. however, no matter their many differences, the two had stuck togeth
er since their date of birth, acting as personal support-systems for one another───she, being the quieter one
of the pair, was nurtured into a more confident soul by her brother; but he, being extroverted yet sensitive all
the same, was trained by his sister to not let his emotions hinder his abilities, especially during a hunt. he'd di
ed toward the end of winter, so really not all too long ago, due to sickness that ravaged his strength. dara nev
er left his side during those days, as many of the others can attest to, and even remained there till his lasting
breath.

ever since his death, she'd felt more alone than before, as one might expect───the support she relied on no
w gone, allowing her to distance herself further from her pack-mates. dara realizes that she does this to hers
elf, though it's as if she doesn't care nor mind to be lonely. she enjoys the quiet, the peace, and being detach
ed from the other coyotes was no concern of hers. sometimes, yes, she felt like an outcast, though this is onl
y of her own doing. she's useful to the pack, helping during hunts and patrols, though when it comes to social
ization, she is little help in that department. even now, as the females watches the sun rise high above the h
orizon, she has placed herself on the outskirts of their resting-area. contentedly, she watched on the sideline
s as her fellow hunters, scouts, and even the lead male rose from their sleep to begin a new day.

as if on cue, she, too, rose from her side to join the others. she shuffled her paws beneath her body and push
ed her limber body upright, standing swiftly with little sound made.dara shook her pelt free of loose debris a
nd began to stretch away the sleep left in her body. once comfortable, she righted herself to look around and
take into account all of those that had awaken to the brightness of morning───roman, their lead, kayden, a
nd even laurel.already, the female felt the need to distance herself from the others as they gathered prompt
ly in the center.though, as usual routine, she female would need to join them in order to know particularly w
hat she'd need to do today.

so, just like the others, dara hesitantly padded forward and remained toward the outside of the group, ears
pricked atop her head all while avoiding any eye-contact with the others. it was then that her attention rose
to the voice of kayden, a handsome yet stoic male, a hunter, yet very much alike herself beside his occasion
al attitude that caused a scuffle between the others. no matter, he was a skilled hunter that benefited the r
est of the pack when they were in need. dara listened, silently, for a reply from the lead male to kayden's q
uestion.

[eleutheromania]

━━ 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍

❝ I. male II. four years III. lead male IV. no romantic interest mentions. kayla, artair tags. kayden, dara, laurel ❞
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the coyote's gaze was focused on the partly cloudy sky when his name was called, though he knew the source of the voice before the words came. the small noises that were made is what told roman someone was approaching him. pushing himself up to his paws and to his standing height, he turned his attention to kayden. "most likely yes." the male said in response to his question as he glanced around for a moment to see who was up and about. roman would head out with a scout or two to check their borders which could take up the majority of the day if they didn't start now. then there were some hunts that could possibly be done, though keeping too much food in camp was wanting trouble to happen. it only took him a matter of seconds to organize everything before he spoke up again. "you and kayla can head out, maybe take artair with you if he's awake." he said to the other male before he focused his gaze towards dara for a moment, though he spoke loud enough for laurel to hear also. "dara, laurel, you'll come with me to check borders for now, maybe hunt a little should we have the time but no one overdo it, we don't need too much in camp to attract other predators." he explained.

[Skyet]

name; artair
age; two
gender; male
position; hunter
crush; open
mentions; roman
tags; kayla, kayden

Artair's ear flicked as he heard his name, uncurling he raised his head and looked around. He noticed Kayden talking to Roman. Getting to his feet, he shook his pelt and stretched out both his fore and hind legs before trotting over to Kayden. "I'm awake, I'm awake."

He yawned as he trotted over, holding his tail straight and dipping his head. "Hunting?" Artair raised the question even though he already knew the answer. His stomach growled silently, causing Artair to pin his ears. "Keavy is already out. She left about an hour ago I think. She found prints yesterday and wanted to check it out again." Artair spoke to Roman, letting him know. He guessed that the prints were old, otherwise, Keavy wouldn't have gone back to check them. More likely, she was trying to find out why the bear was there in the first place.

name; keavy
age; two
gender; female
position; scout
crush; open
mentions; open
tags; open

Keavy slowed her gait as she neared the tree line once again. The tracks were days old, if not at least a week. They held little to no scent and were not recognisable to her. Humans? Keavy thought, looking at them. She had never seen human prints before, and new she should have told Roman about them before coming back. Lowering her head, she took a deep breath and tried to figure out if there was any trace of scent left in the air.

Nothing.

Sighing, she looked around to see if there was anything else. Birds sung in the trees, and a squirrel was watching her warily from its tree. Curling her lip at it, she barked and watched it scamper further up the tree. Grinning Keavy turned and headed back toward the camp. By now, the others would be needing her.

[Animals65]

Kayla overhears Roman telling Kayden to have them go hunting with Artair and quickly finishes her fish. She gets up and walks over to the two, bowing her head out of respect to the lead male. "I overheard you wanting me to go hunting." she explained. "Kayden, Im ready whenever you are!"

[wildsight]

▌✿ ʟᴀᴜʀᴇʟ
{Female} {2 Years} {Scout} {Crush: --} {Mentions: --} {Tags: Roman, Dara}
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Laurel continued to watch the golden disk of the sun rise on the edge of the horizon. She tilted her head
up towards the sky watching its colors change from black to orange to blue. A few fluffy clouds crawled lazily across
the sky. The female scout's ears twitched when she heard her name. She got to her feet and shook herself. She then
loped over towards the male Roman her head tilted slightly. It was time to patrol and that meant there was no time
for lying around. Checking the borders was a crucial part of the coyote's life. It wouldn't take much for another predator
or a stray coyote to wander into their territory. As a matter of fact other coyotes would often times wander into their
territory. Thankfully they didn't seem to want any trouble because the scent would be faint when found. The female
never did like having to confront others. As much as she liked being a scout, she knew there was always a chance of a
threat being found. She didn't notice until now that she had stopped walking. She had turned her gaze to the brightening
sky. She lowered her head and dipped her head toward Roman once she reached him. Even though scouting was an
important job, she couldn't help feeling thrilled by the fact that they we're about to scout the borders. The female was still
young only two years old and still had a lot to learn. Still, she would learn in time the ways of living.


▌♠ ɴʏʟᴇ
{Male} {4 Years} {Loner} {Crush: --} {Mentions: --} {Tags: Open}
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The lone male continued to search for prey. Walking at a steady trot the male glanced around looking for any
sign of prey. His tongue lolled at the thought of catching something. His ears twitched as a distant bird chirped. He stopped
to scent the air his nose twitching. He then lowered his head to scent the ground. Raising his head he continued on his way.
His tail swayed as he walked his head often moving to and fro. He stopped once again scenting the ground. His ears twitched
as he swiped his tongue over his muzzle. He then glanced up ahead and continued at a loping pace.

[⠀vega]

∹ 𝐾𝑨𝑌𝑫𝐸𝑵 ’

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Through the percussion of the day came the birdsong, his ears pricked to the tender calls, each a music to the other, together an opera only nature gives. The sweet melody is the heart of the bird, freely given. As work is their love made visible, so this song is theirs, flowing into the air. There is something about it that brings deeper breath into his lungs, brings his own heart to a steady rhythm. In that moment he felt unadmitingly in awe, a chance to be alive. Though soon shadowed by a surpass of reality, cascading over him, in the voice of roman. And seemingly the gathering of coyotes was an indication of his leaving.
Lapping up the remains of a blissful dawn, Kay allowed his body to untuck. muscles tensed in the muted light, restrained from little movement. His sun-kissed eyes glanced over to roman, " Understood. " Gently he let his attention slip, his snout dipping for dara his attention remained on her for a long moment, then quickly to Laurel, before he retreated slightly. " Artair, Kayla, you're with me, let's go. "his voice remained low and husk.

Taking lead Kayden's navigation led him on a beaten trail, winding ahead as effortlessly as a blanket laid on a bed, yet each footfall costs in more strength. It is as steep as it is narrow and rocky in a chaotic way, just enough to stop his gait falling into a steady rhythm. " This is a prime hunting spot, " he began, head slightly turned to face the two.⠀



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[Animals65]

Kayla nods and follows Kayden and Artair away from the pack and into the territory, keeping an eye and ear out for danger along the way. When Kayden mentions a prime hunting spot, she nods, perking her ears to see if she can hear anything. "Find anything yet?" she asked the two males, still trying to pick up any sounds of oncoming prey.

[Skyet]

name; artair
age; two
gender; male
position; hunter
crush; open
mentions; open
tags; kayla, kayden

Artair nodded as Kayden spoke. He raised his head and looked around, taking deep breaths in. "Nothing yet. Though I think there might be a warren nearby." He nodded toward what appeared to be a bolt hole. The young male was obviously feeling a chill, his sandy undercoat visible ever so slightly through the rocky grey top coat. His tail was as close to his body as he could get it, his ears pinned back. "The sooner we can get something, the sooner we can be warm and full." He grumbled.

Artair's stomach growled hungrily again. He shook the thought of food off and tried to concentrate on picking up a scent. Bolt holes could be miles from the actual warren. So it was a pretty useless finding really.

name; keavy
age; two
gender; female
position; scout
crush; open
mentions; open
tags; open

Keavy padded quietly into camp. She kept herself low and hoped no one would see her slink in. She shouldn't really have gone off. But Keavy didn't want to get into trouble either. The female avoided looking up to see if she was being watched, or, worse case, Roman was headed her way.

It wasn't as though she had got injured or led a bear here. But still, her scent could potentially lead a predator or another pack this way.

[Animals65]

Kayla listens to Artair and sighs, knowing hes right. "I would be happy if we at least brought SOMETHING for the pack to eat." she said. "Even if its just a baby mouse, I would be happy knowing someone got some food for the day." She twitches her ears around each direction, trying to pick up any traces of prey nearby.