Alita
5y | Female | subordinate | Tags: Open
Mornings had always been a strange time for Alita, no matter how long she'd spent as a pack wolf she'd still hadn't gotten used to not waking up smelling her family. So for the first few moments like clockwork, no matter if she had nightmares or not she'd spend them in a slight panic head snapping from place to place, breathing harshly. Thankfully she'd always be ripped away from the past rather quickly, and calm down before she had a chance to wake anyone and cause them to ask questions. This morning was no different, though this time the panic lasted only a few heart-beats. Thank the stars and the moon, it's not as bad this time. She thought as the faded black female quietly got to her paws.
Slowly stepping outside, she lazily blinked a few times, getting her eyes used to the harsh sunlight once more. Once fully out of the den she padded over to her usual area to sit in and started to stretch her body, hoping to wake it up a bit more. As she did so, the lupine looked around, noting that both Sere and Everrett were both awake and currently by the river. The female in question thought about joining them but decided against it.
Ivan
8m | Male | Juvenile | Tags: Open
Blinking sleepily as he awoke Ivan let out a squeaky yawn, wincing as he did so. Ivan had decided a few days ago that he hated this stage of life, mostly fully grown but still not considered an adult. What's worse his voice had the tendency to break at the worst of times. He glanced around the den, taking note who was up and about, before frowning. Alita had always freaked him out for some reason. She'd been in the pack long than he'd been alive, but she still was a bit unnerving for the young brute. An omega had once told him how she came to the pack, which had weirded him out. But it was the fact that she was probably the queen on stalking up on people freaked him out, so he took care not to talk about her much, or at all really.
Shaking his head, Ivan got up and padded out of the den, silently cursing his small size. Huffing as his belly growled, the golden-brown-hued male trotted over to the river, a few feet from the alpha and beta. He leaned down to get a drink of water, hoping to quench his thirst and calm his roaring belly with a bit of water. At least until the pack went hunting, he'd hopefully be able to sneak a small rodent, like a squirrel or a maybe a vole before the pack took down something bigger.