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[Coolrouge]

Name: Sapien (Roger)
Pack: Guild
Rank: Member
Gender: Male

(Note: This is the point of view of Sapien, so some context may be different from what you think.) Scouting around the forest to pass some time, Roger's nose caught something. It isn't something that belonged to the forest, but something very clean.

It wouldn't take long for Roger to sense that it was a wolf, although Roger felt suspicious about this.
'Why is this wolf clean?' Thought Roger. But since this wolf is a wolf he would need to meet this "wolf".

Sensing this wolf means the wolf sensing him as well, it would only be a matter of time to meet if this is the case. The only worry Roger has is the attitude of this "wolf's" pack, from what he knows, they could be aggressive, war-mongering, or even worse, although these are only possibilities, it was worth noting for anyways. Either way, the only way to answer his questions was meeting this "wolf"

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Preparing himself to be mentally and physically prepared for any scenario that may happen when meeting this "wolf", Roger sets out to meet the wolf.

After following this unusual scent, he finally met this "wolf" by seeing the wolf far from his distance. Roger then takes precautionary measures by hopping into a bush, just in case the wolf also brought their comrades in this forest. Spying from afar, Roger waits to observe this "wolf's" next move.

[wolf.skull]

➼ 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐮𝐬
leader ● male ● 3 1/2 ● none ● location; forest west of the kingdom ● tags; Bernadette, Drogo, Roger, and others
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Cassius gave a nod as Roger set off. He gazed at his guild members listening for their answers. The male seen Bernadette give him a nod after she woke up from her nap. That settles that. he thought to himself. Before heading off again, he took a rabbit from the pile and began to eat it, assuming everyone else had taken one. If not, he was more then happy to wait, as this rabbit would probably satisfy him until they stopped for the night.


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

✿ 𝐒𝐡𝐲
pawn ● female ● 2 1/2 ● none ● location; forests near the kingdom ● tags; Dakota
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Shy listened to Dakota before replying "Well, it's nice to meet you, my name is Shy." she introduced herself. As she continued to walk the forest began to change, the trees were spacing out making way for a large field. "I'm sorry for being abrupt back there." Shy said "It's just... my pack isn't the nicest of packs. I thought I should warn you."


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

[Spirit De Luna]

Name: Drogo
Pack: Guild
Rank: Member
Gender: Male
Tags: Cassius - Roger - Bernadette

Drogo looked in the direction Cassius had gestured towards. It couldn't be any worse than it is here. He thought to himself. The male returned his gaze towards the leader and the rest of the guild. He could see Bernadette waking from her nap and nodding to the idea of going over the hills. A small smile played at the corners of Drogo's mouth. Bernadette was an amazing female in his opinion. Even as she grew older she continued to push forward. It was admirable. Drogo glanced back to Cassius eating a rabbit before silently slipping off towards the hills. He figured he could get a slight head start and maybe scout ahead.

Name: Ira
Pack: Kingdom
Rank: Bishop
Gender: Female
Tags: Open

Ira shook her head angry with herself as she moved swiftly through the territory looking for the knights. Not that much had been happening lately, but it was part of Ira's responsibility to make sure the knights were doing their jobs and reporting back from scouting the territory. She snorted and continued on her way with her white tail held high. The sound of the wind whistling past was soothing to Ira. She could feel the crunching of the underbrush below her feet. The smell of the woods filled her nose. That's when it hit her. A scent that didn't belong. It was wolf, or wolves, and they weren't part of the Kingdom. A low snarl emitted from her chest as Ira came to a halt and tried to pinpoint the direction of the smell.

[kintsugi.]

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male ✸ 4 years ✸ kingdom ✸ bishop ✸ bio
with: ira, open ✸ where: his den, camp

space.tired. it was the first word that entered his mind. it had a way of making itself known in little notions of crude humor -- the popping of sore joints, the redness of amicable eyes. albeit the male wasn't old, his four years clung tightly upon his hide like a fearful child to its mothers' breasts. rear thickened with muscle, stepping forth did each movement bring an impressive ripple among his loins. visionaries foggy with the days of his lost sisters and brothers, yet still crisp and transparent in thought. 'it is time to rise, i suppose.' yes, tired, but there was no time for such a word. the imposing brute would make himself known as soon as he stepped into the sunlight, muzzle lifting to the clouds filling the atmosphere with the harmony of his sweet slumber songs. it echoed out, stretching the lines of their small territory, spilling from the brim and leaking into the forest like the sounds of an orchestra. it was a call for his pack, of course, but a message to those who wandered outside of it. tired, yes, but strong nevertheless.

his form roamed gently down the land, head held high on large shoulders, ears flicking in every direction that dared whisper out to him. it had been some while since his paws danced with strangers, but their lessons left notches in his brain, always to be on alert. of course, there were exceptions. as to not frighten miss ira, that is. head lowered and tail wagging softly did the male appear around the corner of bramble, his lips curling slightly in a handsome smile of greeting. "Good morning, love, I hope my morning call didn't unsettle you..., Though it seems something else might have." he would chuckle, eyes blinking slowly as he tried to clear away any remaining sleep. he was revving up, starting out a bit slow but waking up quicker with more interaction. ira wasn't always so hostile, but he liked to think she was always mean though, easily disappointed. she carried an air around her that could cut steel, a strength, but it was more so due to her pent-up aggression rather than anything else. he would roll his eyes, lifting his head and looking down upon her almost as if a child for a mere moment before softening his gaze into a protective glance.

"Smells like wolves. Females, to be exact. Not of us, but judging by your scowl, you already knew that, didn't you?" she was comical to him but still important just like everyone else. he was certain one day she'd lose her head on something simple like a missing rabbit or a pup being too loud. did she have the right? probably. but was it necessary? not in the slightest. always so uptight, so tense, so proud. he understood her stance on the matter, it was just amusing to see such a little lamb so flustered. she'd snap at him, maybe not today, but eventually, and while clapping her jaws would he keep laughing. he snorted, shaking his head. "Forward, then." he muttered, body surging out into the vastness of the forest.

[Spirit De Luna]

Name: Drogo
Pack: Guild
Rank: Member
Gender: Male
Tags: Cassius - Roger - Bernadette

Drogo looked in the direction Cassius had gestured towards. It couldn't be any worse than it is here. He thought to himself. The male returned his gaze towards the leader and the rest of the guild. He could see Bernadette waking from her nap and nodding to the idea of going over the hills. A small smile played at the corners of Drogo's mouth. Bernadette was an amazing female in his opinion. Even as she grew older she continued to push forward. It was admirable. Drogo glanced back to Cassius eating a rabbit before silently slipping off towards the hills. He figured he could get a slight head start and maybe scout ahead.

Name: Ira
Pack: Kingdom
Rank: Bishop
Gender: Female
Tags: Finn

Finn's song echoed across the land and danced around Ira playfully. She flicked her ears in the direction of the approaching male, "Good morning love, I hope my morning call didn't unsettle you....Though it seems something else might have." Ira mentally rolled her eyes before turning to Finn. She looked him over. Finn was always so kind and sweet to Ira, almost as though he didn't have a care that she was usually bitter towards everyone. Did he know that one day her rage might be turned on him? Did he care? Ugh here we go. The sarcastic thought crossed her mind as he drew her attention back to the smell. "Smells like wolves. Females, to be exact. Not of us, but judging by your scowl, you already knew that, didn't you?" Her lip twitched at his question. Ira sniffed at the air again and gave Finn a questioning look. "You may need your nose checked. I'm certain one of them is ours." She stated it matter of factually as she met up with his stride.

[wolf.skull]

➼ 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐮𝐬
leader ● male ● 3 1/2 ● none ● location; forest west of the kingdom ● tags; Bernadette, Drogo, Roger, and others
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Cassius hadn't yet noticed Drogo slip off, but it wasn't long until he did. After finishing his meal he lifted his head to notice the other male had left without a word. Cassius assumed he went on to scout ahead. Still sitting down, Cassius once again ran his eyes over everyone. "Is everyone ready to head out again? Or should we wait a little while longer?" He asked everyone present. A part of him however, though it best to keep moving since Drogo had already left.


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

✿ 𝐒𝐡𝐲
pawn ● female ● 2 1/2 ● none ● location; forests near the kingdom ● tags; Dakota
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As Shy continued to walk, her nose caught the scent of something that struck fear inside her. It made her forget to breathe for a second. That scent belonged to those of her pack, the high ranking wolves. It spelled out a word in her mind. Danger. Who knows what would happen to her is she was caught. She could only think of one thing. "You have to run." she told Dakota suddenly, "Keep running that way, over those distant hills."


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

[Stripe12]

S T O N E
Male|King|7 years|Tags: Sapien (Mention)

The king continued to sniff around when he swore he could've heard something moving. He looked behind him, but saw nothing. Perhaps a bird or his imagination. It is important to always be on guard, after all. He resumed his hunt yet still felt... uneasy. The feeling when you suspect something is wrong but aren't sure. Stone lifted his head, admitting a low growl, but in no particular direction. If something was there, it would hopefully get the message to back off.

D A K O T A
Female|Loner|3 1/2 months|Tags: Shy

The loner's ears lowered when she detected the scent of other wolves. Shy seemed to notice too, telling her that she needed to run. She was at once thankful she had trusted her; who knows what would have happened had she not shown kindness. The female began to run before briefly stopping and saying: "Be careful." Dakota then resumed running, not looking back despite her instincts screaming at her to. It didn't feel right to leave behind her "friend" but Shy had told her to run, so she thought that she knew what she was doing.

[wolf.skull]

➼ 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐮𝐬
leader ● male ● 3 1/2 ● none ● location; forest west of the kingdom ● tags; Bernadette, Drogo, Roger, and others
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Cassius hadn't yet noticed Drogo slip off, but it wasn't long until he did. After finishing his meal he lifted his head to notice the other male had left without a word. Cassius assumed he went on to scout ahead. Still sitting down, Cassius once again ran his eyes over everyone. "Is everyone ready to head out again? Or should we wait a little while longer?" He asked everyone present. A part of him however, though it best to keep moving since Drogo had already left.


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

✿ 𝐒𝐡𝐲
pawn ● female ● 2 1/2 ● none ● location; forests around the fields ● tags; Dakota, open
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The fae stopped then as she watched Dakota go, thankful the young wolf listened to her. Shy heard her say "Be careful." before continuing. That put a small smile on shy's face. She gave a nod although she knew Dakota would not see it. Perhaps they would meet up again some day. The scents of her pack mates still clung to the air faintly, but getting stronger the closer they got. Shy looked back behind her. She might as well keep going, but chose to walk back into the forest. Slowly Shy walked so as not to draw attention to the situation, and instead made it look like she had been hunting.


Text, "Speech.", Thoughts.

[Coolrouge]

Name: Sapien (Roger)
Pack: Guild
Rank: Member
Gender: Male

Seeing the wolf, which growled for a moment, implanted a loose feeling of uneasiness on Roger. Whether hostile or not, Roger has to definitely need to show himself to this "wolf" because if not, then things might go sour.

So preparing himself for this encounter, Roger jumped off the bush, sprinted to the view of the "wolf", and said:

"Hey there!, I mean no harm, would you care to state your name?."

Even though this kind of approach is kind of stupid, any situation can happen anyways. This is the moment of truth, waiting for the response, will the wolf be nice, or aggressive?.

[kintsugi.]

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male ✸ 4 years ✸ kingdom ✸ bishop ✸ bio
with: ira, shy ✸ where: forest

space.he instantly started laughing under his breath, legs pushing him forward as he began to follow lead on the trail. had she really fallen for that same joke for the what? fourth? fifth time? he turned to look at her, smiling softly and gently brushing his shoulder to hers. "Oh, really? Thank CANIS you spotted it before I did!" he remarked sarcastically, rolling his eyes, he knew they were potentially approaching something dangerous, so he needed to get himself together if even for a moment... buuut, he still wanted to poke fun at ira. it was simply in him to do so. "Just keepin' ya in check, love, I know it's Shy... She's been a bit distant recently anyway, I hope she hasn't done something ignorant." he commented, skidding to a halt as his eyes locked upon her body, smokey eyes of cream and hazel looking over her body to ensure she was all in one wolfy chunk. yes, she was scented heavily of another that wasn't of their own flesh, but he was less concerned about that and more as to why and if she was harmed in the action. "Hunting, are we?" he smirked loosely, a sigh escaping his muzzle as he tried his best to give her the benefit of the doubt.

it had always been him and ira. despite their differences, they made a rather lovely team, but only in the good cop/bad cop sort of sense. ira was assertive at all times, pushing herself upon those who were deserving and those who were simply getting a drink of water. need some answers? grab ira. she'll strangle it out of you. finn was a bit different from that, and everyone in the pack knew that he'd rather ask questions later and make sure everything or everyone was alright first. shy was, well, as her name suggested: shy. or at least she liked to make people think that. finn had a feeling she was a little firecracker, but he wouldn't dare say that, not right now anyway. "You wouldn't happen to have seen a loner come this way, would ya?" he already knew the answer, he just wanted to see what she'd say.