W a r r i o r D o g s || RiverPack

[RogueRunner]

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W I L D P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( Crush: Reedpaw ) - ( Tags: Froststar )
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Once she was certain that Reedpaw wasn't in the apprentices' den, she hurried out and began looking around camp. The suffocating feeling of dread clamped around her chest like a vise the longer she searched without results. Why does it seem like I'm losing everyone in one day? She whimpered a quiet, muffled whimper and made her way to the alpha's den. To her surprise and relief, Froststar was still awake. Dragging a sheepish paw through the soil, she waited for him to finish speaking with Mossbrook and then said, hurriedly, "I'm sorry to bother you, Froststar, but I can't find Reedpaw!" She wasn't sure what answer she was expecting, but she was hoping it was something along the lines of that he'd already sent a search party for him. The thought that he could've gotten hurt reopened the very wound Smokenose's death had inflicted.

[Hush]

Mossbrook- ♀
14 moons - Bernadoodle
RiverPack - Warrior
Romance: open - Location: Leader’s Den
Tags: Froststar, Wildpaw

The young warrior was shocked to say the least, feeling as though by not having anyone search he didn’t care what had happened to the apprentice. “No one went with her, it was an emergency and Smokenose had just been brought into camp.” She said, trying her hardest to keep a respectful tone with her leader. ‘And where were you?’ She thought, growling a bit in her mind. Turning her head towards Wildpaw, she frowned and stepped towards her. “I’ve already spoken to him about that Wildpaw, come with me.” She said before stepping out of the den, glad her coat was curly to hide the fact her hair stood on end by how angry she was. “Sleep and then we’re going out to find them in the morning Wildpaw. Froststar is unwilling to send help because it might be a lost cause. I’m not willing to accept that, if Reedpaw is out there we’ll find him and Bramblestream.” She said with a growl once out of earshot of Froststar’s den, her age and inexperience causing her to be more reckless than someone like Froststar.

[RogueRunner]

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W I L D P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( Crush: Reedpaw ) - ( Tags: Mossbrook )
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Against her effort to remain respectful, the thick black fur along her spine began to rise as Mossbrook beckoned her out of Froststar's den. "Wait, wait! Does this mean that there aren't dogs searching for them right now?" She hesitated before her mentor, hackles rising and ears shoving forward as she realized it, but she succeeded in the end, reluctantly withdrawing herself from his den. She couldn't help but growl as she exited, "What logic is he running on for abandoning three young, strong packmates to seem like a valid option?" Her shoulders relaxed some at Mossbrook's words, and she remembered her temper. Coughing, she averted her gaze and replied, "We are? T-thank you, Mossbrook." Really, thank you. This means a lot. She smiled, the first genuine one in hours, and could barely drag herself off to the apprentice den to sleep the evening away.

Her stubby tail flicked impatiently in the dew-dappled grass as she sat, waiting for Mossbrook. As the morning ticked along, she began to wonder if the warrior had really meant what she said, or if she'd said that because she knew that Wildpaw could be a bit...explosive. She wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, though; for all Wildpaw knew, she could've just forgotten, or maybe she didn't expect Wildpaw to take the initiative by heading straight to the border. Grinning through her lightening doubt, she decided she'd wait for Mossbrook for a few more minutes before she went looking for her.

[Queen of flames]

Inkfeather
male - dalmatian - medicine dog - Foxpaw (kind of) - crush: open - tags: Wildpaw, Froststar, Mossbrook

He made his way back to the camp after doing some huntings with Bearstrike, but the male wanted to hunt a little bit more and he thought to check the camp for any injured dogs or whatever. Dropping the few mice and birds to the fresh-kill pile he overheared what Wildpaw told to Froststar "WHAT? Is Foxpaw missing?" he said loudly, walking closer to the apprentice "I saw Reedpaw and Bramblestream leaving our territory, what happened?" he keep questioning the younger dog.

[Hush]

Mossbrook- ♀
14 moons - Bernadoodle
RiverPack - Warrior
Romance: open - Location: Pack
Tags: Wildpaw

Mossbrook woke up early the next morning to take care of her hunting duties and setting the squirrels on the pile. “Let’s go.” She said as she went up to the leader’s apprentice, knowing fully well that if anything happened that she’d likely be banished or worse. Though she couldn’t just leave her pack mates and knew that the apprentice would go looking with or without her. “Follow the scent!” She said as she kept her nose down as she walked quickly along the trail.

[RogueRunner]

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W I L D P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( Crush: Reedpaw ) - ( Tags: Inkfeather, Mossbrook )
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Her pelt bristled in surprise at the half-medicine dog's voice. "Yeah. Bramblestream and Reedpaw left because Foxpaw's gone, I'm pretty sure; they went looking for her!" She turned her head to peer over at Mossbrook, wondering if it would be right to mention that she and Wildpaw were leaving camp just to find them. It might cause trouble if Inkfeather was feeling dutiful and decided to alert Froststar. However, Mossbrook wasn't there; she'd already swept ahead to track their scents. Ears flattened, Wildpaw rushed to say to Inkfeather, "I'm sure she's alright," before she darted after Mossbrook. She lowered her muzzle to the ground, taking in the residual smells there. She could definitely sense Reedpaw and Bramblestream, but Foxpaw's scent seemed older and less potent. A soft breeze struck her lowered head, catching her attention. Familiar smells had been carried with it. "I think they're close!" she commented, breaking into a sprint. A warmth bloomed in her chest as they approached, so powerful that an uncontrollable smile spread across her face. The relief was even more overwhelming than she'd thought it would be, but, then again, she had really taken a liking to Reedpaw in particular. His safety would take an immeasurable amount of tension off her shoulders, she knew.

[kilimanjaro]

= B R A M B L E S T R E A M =
sex; female age;25 moons rank; warrior breed; spaniel mix location; Sky Pack side of the river tags; Reedpaw

Her limping had slowed significantly as they neared their own territory. Her ears were ringing and the ground underneath her was spinning. Her three good legs were aching from carrying her weight and her stomach practically howled for food. She hadn't eaten in two days? No three? However long it was, it was too long. The sound of the gushing river made her heart flutter. I'll never make it across, she thought as the two dogs came to the bank of the rapids. Bramblestream lay herself down with her front paws in the shallow water and took a few drinks. "Are you alright Reedpaw?" she asked him, her soulful eyes glancing up at him.

[mochachii]

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✽𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆✽
female . 38 moons . cocker spaniel . riverpack . warrior . camp . tags: n/a . ✽
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XXXXXThe news about foxpaw and the other lost dogs was beginning to spread around camp. Nearly every member knew about it by now. Aspensong included. The spaniel sat near the entrance of camp, her paws twitching as she fought the urge to pace. The spaniel felt like she was the only one not doing anything. Why was she not doing anything? How many dogs set out to go find them? Two? Three? Were they even allowed to go? She wasn't entirely sure-- but deep down Aspensong knew that Riverpack is already short on paws. Not enough apprentices and not nearly enough warriors back at camp. As much as she wanted to go out, she stayed. She trusted in Riverpacks warriors to bring them back home safely-- and besides, somebody had to hold the fort down. Regardless, the spaniel worried. A gentle breeze picks up around camp, the scent of the river and the faintest hinderance of wildpaw, inkfeather, and mossbrook remained.

[Hush]

Mossbrook- ♀
14 moons - Bernadoodle
RiverPack - Warrior
Romance: open - Location: Forest
Tags: Wildpaw, Bramblestream, Reedpaw

Mossbrook quickened her pace as she caught their scent, coming to the river. “Let’s follow it down! They might have crossed but we still need to check this side.” She said as she focused in on the scent, the sound of the rapids drawing near as she approached where her pack mates rested. “Bramblestream!” She yelled over to her as her ears perked, glad to see them alive. Though as she saw the state they were in her heart sank. “Stay here Wildpaw, be a look out incase something comes down the river.” She said before taking a running leap far enough up stream that by the time she made her way across she met the two, panting softly from the effort. She was a larger dog with excellent swimming abilities, but this part of the river was not to be messed with. “I’m here, I don’t care what happened for now, let’s just focus on getting you home. I knew it was the right thing to do to come looking for you, there’s no way you’d get through that river as you are.” She said, growling softly to herself as she looked back towards it.

[qerrat]

Reedpaw
♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: Smokenose Bramblestream | Crush: Open! | Location: Near border with Skypack | Tags: Bramblestream, Wildpaw, Mossbrook
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Reedpaw nodded miserably at Bramblestream, knowing that she wouldn't make it across the river. He would have to make it back alone. So, when Mossbrook called Bramblestream's name, and crossed the river, and he spotted Wildpaw at the other side, half of the apprentice couldn't believe it. "Mossbrook! Wildpaw!" he yelped, jumping towards the younger warrior to help her out of the river. "Bramblestream's been hurt by a bear!"
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