Whispering In The Wind, Wolf RP, New and Accepting

[~Last of Us~]

(lol okay, Night)

[Malédiction]

"No, I wasn't following you two. Why would I?" Tundra replied, chuckling. "I just wanted to make sure you guys didn't run into any of the Packmembers." she said. "They gave me this scar." she said, pointing to her face with her tail. "I fell for their Alpha, not seeing that he would drive me out the moment he had the chance." she continued on, sadly. "He will treat you kindly at first, but the first mistake you make, you're out. Just because your not born in the Pack." she continued, now tearing at the ground. "Don't trust them." she said, looking up at River with her eyes full of anger and pain. Suddenly realizing she was probably scaring him, she sighed and sat, hunched. "Sorry, I felt like I had to tell that to someone." she said, tears welling up to her eyes.

River nuzzled her cheek gently, wiping her tears away with his nose. He smiled at her for a second or two, still hunching himself over submissively. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you." He said, not looking directly into her eyes. He looked at the ground in deep thought. He had felt so angry at the world when he was left alone, just like she did. He wanted to kill the hunters that killed his sister and sometimes even all the other wolves that didn't suffer the same way he did. But he kept it all bottled up inside, like she did. He looked up at her cautiously, hoping she wouldn't attack him for touching her without permission.

Tundra flinched, but she relaxed after a couple seconds. Sighing, she rested her head on her paws. "Do you think that he would ever forgive me for attacking his sister? I didn't mean to, it was just because she had insulted me about my history, and I am sensible on that topic." Tundra asked, looking up at River now.

(SORRY FOR DOUBLE POST! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE OTHER ONE I JUST POSTED!!!!!!)

[Malédiction]

Oops, I accidentally, wrote in the quote because I am on my IPod.... Just read what is above your " SORRY FOR DOUBLE POSTING." it should be there.

[sultana]

• D R E A M •
Dream shifted in and out of vision to her brother, a silver, who was lounging on the heated rock next to the border. Cynder basked in the sun and the fightress smiled at him. It was the anniversary of the day she found her dead father; not that her brother knew. The fae was continuously drifting in and out of reality; being dragged by none other than her gruesome memories. Her golden optics were glazed over as they were fixated on an unknown object; either a tree or the river, she couldn't find out. Dream was rembering a particular fight, and she quickly - almost to the point of cricking her neck - shook her head clear of the now withering thoughts.

The dame sunk her claws into the earth and sighed, hopping off the sweltering rock and padding around the border. It was unusually warm for the moon of bare trees; yet snow still draped over the hills like a table-cloth. She was interrupted by her brother, Cynder, who had bounded up to her. "Hey, we going or not?" He smiled happily, bumping her. The femme smiled in greeting, and curled her tail neatly over her paws. Cynder was always so positive and upbeat -- how did he do it?

Dream cleared her throat and half-listened to her brother; who was raving about elk or something of the sort. She scanned him boredly: Same grey fur, blue eyes, and long legs. He looked so much like their father it was strange. She had her mother's pelt and eyes; but father's lithe figure. The dove began to tap into the conversation; still gazing out at the territory. "Soon." She said. She still hadn't scoped out the alpha.

The sun shone brightly against her pelt; highlighting the light brown on her hind-quarters. She smoothed it down and looked toward the trees; ears shoved forward and posture erect. Her black nose twitched for other wolves scents and she sighed.

Dream smiled and licked her muzzle, her ears flat against her head. The dame scanned the camp's cold ground. It's solid dirt sprouted few blades of grass, lacking what had been in the summertime. The trees started to shiver under the influence of the winter's harsh wind. She wanted to coverse with other wolves, making her spirits lower than they usually were. Maybe it was the weather, she always seemed too be more down with the weather so cold and unforgiving like it was now; just like their tyrant of a father. She looked at Cynder her eyes holding a content emotion.

Dream tipped her head back, releasing her own song. It hung smoothly over the tree-tops, and she felt a sudden shake in the earth. The dame shut her muzzle and looked around, panicked. She had never experienced anything like this.

{{I know its long, you can just skip to the last paragraph. :3 }}

[Angry.Jackal]

Tundra flinched, but she relaxed after a couple seconds. Sighing, she rested her head on her paws. "Do you think that he would ever forgive me for attacking his sister? I didn't mean to, it was just because she had insulted me about my history, and I am sensible on that topic." Tundra asked, looking up at River now.

River shrugged. "Some wolves just don't forgive, like Bear. Some wolves just forget about it and move on, like me. Everyone is different. But for a fae like you I think he should be very forgiving. You are a very kind and compassionate wolf. You are unlike any wolf I've ever met in my whole life. You're.......different."

[Fox!]

(recap)

[Angry.Jackal]

(I dont really know my charries are just talking to other charries.............. I'll go check)

[~Last of Us~]

Kite decided to go hunting. She turned towards the meadow and limped forward.

[Angry.Jackal]

Bear woke up dizzily and stood up. He saw a mouse and stepped on it ungracefully. He gulped it up and went to look for something else. He stumbled around until he came to a small clearing dotted with colorful flowers. He smiled as a small family of deer strode onto the grass. There was a large buck, a doe, a smaller buck that barely had stubs for horns, and a fawn. He crouched and licked his lips. He ran quickly, leaping for the adolescent buck. It looked shocked as he landed on it, and the other deer scattered. The deer bucked wildly, bleating and screeching and trying frantically to shake Bear loose. Bear smiled as the deer collapsed to the ground. He lunged for the deer's neck when a sharp pain in his side made him cry out. Blood poured from his side as the larger buck skewered him on its horns. It shook him angrily, as if it was trying to shake out all his insides. The buck finally dropped Bear onto the ground, leaving him to bleed to death. The faqwn and the doe walked up and sniffed him innocently. He reached out a feeble paw and tryed to scratch the fawn,but the doe snorted and stomped on his paw with both her front hooves. He heard a loud crack, like a twig snapping, and his paw twisted off to the side. He yelped and let darkness take over his vision. He had been defeated by deer. (no he's not dead, just passed out from blood loss. RANDOM EXTREMELY LITERATE MOMENT.)

[~Last of Us~]

Kite was reaching the meadow when the deer were running away. She continue to see why they were spooked. She looked across the meadow but didnt see anything but she smelled blood.She padded the best she could towards the smell and stopped when she saw a figure in the grass. She lowered her head slightly then she realized who it was. She held back a gasp of air and ran towards the brute "Bear, please wake up." she said her voice shaky then she carefully licked his wounds but knew that wasnt enough. She needed to get him to the river but she couldnt left him by herself. She looked back at his head for any sign of him waking up and licked his cheek again "Please Bear wake up." she cried softly.

(Is his paw just broken or broken completely off???)