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

[RogueRunner]

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V E L V E T S T A R
( ♀ ) - ( Wolfdog mongrel ) - ( Alpha ) - ( ShadowPack ) - ( 24 moons old ) - ( Apprentice: Birchpaw ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Snowpaw, whole Pack, Dawnpaw )
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Although she continued to smirk down at her packmates, the proud new warrior beside her, her heart wasn't in it anymore. She'd been thrown off by the appearance of her mother, as well as resurfacing memories brought back to her by the ceremony itself. She gave Snowstorm's shoulder one last, friendly pat with a forepaw before she jumped down from the twisted rock, looking for one apprentice in particular. There she is. She began her way towards her - noticing with a small pang how the crowd parted for her - and sat down in front of her. "Hey, Dawnpaw." She glanced around before she fully focused on her. "I need to talk to you in private - my den, perhaps." The request came out far more formal and serious-sounding than the young leader was comfortable with. She smiled before adding comically, "You're not in trouble, though, just to clarify." She turned, letting her bushy tail swipe the young dog's nose playfully, and headed for her den, practically oblivious to the lingering happiness in the crowd of dogs as they cheered a new name.

[qerrat]

Dawnpaw
| ♀ | Medicine Dog Apprentice | 9 Moons | Bisexual | Crush: Closed | Mentor: | Location: Medicine Den | Tags: Velvetstar |
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Dawnpaw nearly leaped out of her fur at the sound of Velvetstar's voice. She had been too preoccupied by thoughts of Snowstorm, and her possible warrior name, that she hadn't noticed her leader approaching her. With a sigh, Dawnpaw followed her, wondering if Velvetstar would bring Needlefang, who might be able to interpret it, or Thornheart, who had wisdom in her old age. Wait, I'm going to her den?! Dawnpaw realized, her heart beating. I'm such an idiot, of course we are. Velvetstar wants this conversation private.
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[Ember1989]

Snowstorm

She dog| Siberian Husky| 12 moons|Tag: Open

Snowstorm jumped down the rock with ease. She was just really excited to do anything really like a patrol or help Dawnpaw by collecting herbs. And of course she could always hunt for some prey. She didn’t see the point in waiting around anymore, unless Flowerpetal wanted her for anything. She was the beta after all.

[RogueRunner]

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V E L V E T S T A R
( ♀ ) - ( Wolfdog mongrel ) - ( Alpha ) - ( ShadowPack ) - ( 24 moons old ) - ( Apprentice: Birchpaw ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Dawnpaw, Needlefang )
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Once she was certain Dawnpaw was going where she wanted, Velvetstar pulled back and approached the medicine den. She slid gracefully down onto the interior's floor, barking, "You're needed at my den, Needlefang. Dawnpaw is already there." Before she prepared to leap out, she grinned at the medicine dog over a broad shoulder. "Not to say that nothing I say ever isn't, but it's actually important."

She sat casually in front of her den while waiting for Needlefang. She flicked an ear idly, though she knew it was more for herself than for anyone else. She was feeling...weird. She smiled a reassuring smile at Dawnpaw once or twice, then it was back to waiting, her tail automatically twitching every now and then in her impatience. Seriously, what is going on with me? I never have a problem with waiting.

[Hush]

Needlefang - ♀
21 (dog years) - Chihuahua Mix
ShadowPack - Medicine Dog
Romance: open - Location:Medicine Den
Tags: Dawnpaw, Velvetstar

The tiny medicine dog had joined in the cheering for the newest warrior, her whole body lifting off of the ground as her distinctly higher pitched bark sounded. Afterwards she had returned to her project, disappearing into the back of her den in the small hole she’d begun digging until Velvetstar came to get her, a bit of dirt flying towards the dog who’s mouth she could fit comfortably inside. “Oh? I’ll be right there, takes me a bit longer than it would you.” She said, giving the leader a bit more sass than she’d be used to with the others, her fearlessness coming through even with her. Struggling a bit to jump up the small step to enter her own den, she managed to get herself out and headed over to the leaders den.”What is this about now?” She asked, shaking her head to free her muzzle of the dirt that loved to get stuck between her eyes.

[Queen of flames]

Flowerpetal
shadowpack - female - border collie - beta - n/a- crush: open - tags: Snowstorm

She chanted the newly made warrior's name with a smile, then shitted up when the silent reached the camp once more after the meeting. Her eyes looked over to Snowstorm as she could notice that the young she-dog was waiting for something to happen, she walked to her "you know that you're sitting a vigil this night? So If I was you, I could eat now...you can't eat or sleep the whole night..." she said to her.

Flarepaw
shadowpack - female - Finnish spitz - apprentice - Darkhowl - crush: open - tags: open

She is currently sleeping at her nest, peacefully.

[qerrat]

Dawnpaw
| ♀ | Medicine Dog Apprentice | 9 Moons | Bisexual | Crush: Closed | Mentor: | Location: Medicine Den | Tags: Velvetstar, Needlefang |
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Dawnpaw waited outside of the medicine den, wishing that she'd already told Needlefang about the vision. It would've made things so much simpler. She glanced nervously, however, down at her paws when her mentor replied sassily towards Velvetstar. She didn't ever think she'd have the guts to ever do that.
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[Ember1989]

Snowstorm

She dog| Siberian Husky| 12 moons|Tag: Flowerpetal

The whole night with no sleep or food. The very idea seemed like a challenge. I’ll just eat a rabbit or two. Maybe share a third...Oh well. Challenge accepted. She thought. “Thanks. I guess I should eat while I still can.” Snowstorm said. “Would you like anything to eat? I mean what’s wrong with two friends eating a rabbit? Besides I imagine before nightfall there won’t be that much left.” She added, chuckling.

[Tordier]

Rive
58 Moons
Chihuahua Mix
ShadowPack
Omega
With Velvetstar, Needlefang, Thornheart,
and ShadowPack

Rive followed Thornheart to the prey pile, trotting enthusiastically to keep an even pace with the larger she-dog. She felt her mouth water as she gazed over her options. Before she could make her selection, however, she heard a second voice calling her name. Rive turned to see the familiar and equally tiny frame of Needlefang, who wasted no time in speaking her mind regarding some mysterious task that Rive could, apparently, be of great help with.
"What?"
A soft, perplexed mutter escaped her in surprise. Rive was used to being asked to do chores around camp, so favors were nothing new, but the way Needlefang spoke, it seemed like this request was far more substantial. She flicked an ear, calming her surprise and reminding herself to have some manners. When she spoke again, it was much more poised in tone.
"Right. I'll be quick and come find you soon." Rive promised.
Needlefang seemed satisfied with that answer and set herself to eating a meal of her own. As soon as the medicine dog turned away, Rive looked up at Thornheart with pride glowing in her eyes, as if to say, "Did you see that?". Rive was so distracted that she never even noticed the flecks of dirt on Needlefang's pelt, so she had likely missed a clue as to what her task was going to be.
A thud called her attention away from Thornheart, and Rive once again turned to see what she had missed. This time, it was a huge, massive deer. Was it bigger than Velvetstar herself? The leader had been the one to carry the bountiful prey and for a moment, Rive found herself looking at both the hunter and the hunted side-by-side. She was awestruck, instantly assuming Velvetstar had performed some mighty feat of heroism to take the deer down.
Needlefang's task and Velvetstar's deer gave Rive enough to think about, but a long howl wiped it all instantly from her mind. She gathered obediently with the rest of ShadowPack at their leader's call and listened as yet another apprentice grew into a warrior: Snowstorm. It was a good name, and Snowstorm had earned it. Rive shrilly yapped with the rest to cheer on the new warrior.
"Snowstorm, Snowstorm!"
As suddenly as the meeting had started, it was over, and memories of Rive's duties came flooding back into her mind. She was supposed to eat her dinner and then find Needlefang. Fortunately, it looked like Velvetstar needed Needlefang first, so that bought her a little time. Rive moved with swift purpose as she crossed the few paces back to the prey pile, where she cast one more look at the huge deer before picking a squirrel for herself. The deer meat looked tasty, but she would have to wait until one of the stronger dogs had ripped it open first.
It took only a moment to find Thornheart again, and Rive settled next to the elder, where she dropped her squirrel and reflected on everything that had happened.
"Well, that was a lot."

[qerrat]

Thornheart
♀| 216 Moons | Shadowpack | No romance | Elder | Location: In front of Elder's Den | Tags: All
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Thornheart smiled. "Yes, yes it was. It's always nice to watch, though. Goes so fast, one minute they're announcing the birth of a pup, and the next they're being given a warrior name, and not long after, they're having pups of their own." Thornheart chuckled, thinking of all the dogs she'd seen come and go. Sometimes it was a bit depressing, having none of your puphood friends here with her now, but, the old she-dog reflected, new friends were made, and new dogs were born. It was a cycle of life, unending and forever.

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