~ Winter Seasons ~ Wolf RP ( Still Accepting )

[Arthur Κirkland]

Fubuki wagged his tail furiously. " We're here! I can't beleive we're acually here! I never thought I'd see this place! " He bounded ahead, then looked back at Winter and Akuma. " What are you guys waiting for? Come'on! " Winter looked at Akuma and smiled a bit. She then giggled at the sight of Fubuki tripping over his own paws and smashing face-first into the snow. " Well, running the rest of the way home won't kill me. " She ran ahead, bounding. She was happy to be home, but missed the time she had alone with Akuma. ' Maybe we can do this again sometime, just him and I... ' She thought hopefully.

[S i l v e r.]

Akuma no Chi

he smiled slightly, and sprinted after them. He smiled slightly, and looked at Winter. Wondering if he should ask her later if she wanted to go hunting with him sometime. But focased on running.

[Arthur Κirkland]

The three wolves ran into the camp clearing, stopping in the middle. Winter and Fubuki panted, but smiled happily. Some of the wolves looked startled, but went back to what they were doing. Storm, however, stared at Fubuki wearily. He approached them, his ocean blue eyes peircing through him. Fubuki cowered a little, slightlt afraid of the large black wolf. But then a smile spread across his broad face. " Fubuki! I haven't seen you since you were a pup... Where were you all this time? " Fubuki reconized the wolf's scent. ' Storm! He was Winter's father! He must be the Alpha of the pack. ' Fubuki thought happily. " It has been awhile hasn't it? I was living in Fang Forest... " As the two began to talk, Winter got up and padded over closer to Akuma. " How do you think your sister's doing? " She asked him curiously. " I hope she didn't hurt anything running all the way over here... " She looked at him with kind eyes. But there was something else there too. It was love for the big black wolf. She wished so badly she could tell him, but she didn't want him feeling awkward around her if he didn't feel the same way.

[tigress303]

Amara decided to finally come out of her den. It was no use sitting there and brooding over Kin. As she peered outside she saw he was gone. Well he's gone now. She thought to herself. No need to worry about him anymore.

[~Døctør • Whø~]

Shiro nodded."Yea..I wonder what's wrong with him all the sudden..Should we notify Storm?"Shiro asked looking at Kin.

Kin slowly stood.He walked over to Storm."Hey,listen.I need to go.."He said and darted past Shiro.The look in his eyes were frightening but he was gone the minute he took off.

Death smelt his son.He slowly traveled down the mountain then waited again.He knew his son was coming right towards him.He waited in the mountain.

[tigress303]

Amara looked over and saw Kin talking to Storm before dashing off. Why was he in such a hurry? Amara was suspicious. She made sure nobody saw her before quietly slinking out of camp, following Kin's paw prints in the snow.

[~Døctør • Whø~]

Kin headed up the mountain.He smelt his father and snarled."Look who decided to show."

Death snickered and stepped out of the shadows."I'm surprised to see you as well.Never thought you would make it.Your afraid!"Death said.

Kin stood,shocked."No..No i'm not."

[tigress303]

Amara watched silently from behind a patch of bushes. So this was Kin's father? She watched intently. She would attack if he got to close.

[~Døctør • Whø~]

Death circled Kin who seemed very eager to run away."So,dear son.Are you aiming to die today,today,Or today?"Death taunted keeping his fiery glare on his son.

Kin just stood looking straight."Neither will do,thank you."He said.He knew his father demanded to be looked at.He didn't pay attention to him at all.

Death smiled."I will give you three days to kill that alpha.No more,no less.And if you won't come back with him.."

Kin still looked straight."That won't be needed."

Death's eyes narrowed.

[tigress303]

Amara felt her hackles raising. Death wanted Kin to kill Storm! Would Kin do it? She bent a bit forward and strained her ears to hear the rest of the conversation.