|| A Dying Breed || D&C Wolf RP || Semi-Lit

[onlyafter2009]

{{I think that's a good idea. Sorry, I forgot to bookmark this thread and lost it. Haha, also, I've got writers block and I'm terrible with introductory posts..}}

[Oddly Shaded]

}{ I could try and start if you want? I'm kinda really word liberate at the moment Sorry guys, i stole your muse... But I'll start with like... um... blah and Artimes? They can be knowledgable of what is going on or something and be trying to figure out where the santuary is? }{

[Pandora Gaskarth]

((Hey guys, sorry I died. I think it may be best to just get onto the journey, ok? Use your imagination, dont worry about super long posts as long as theyre four sentences long or more Im happy.))

There had been fire, screams, utter and complete chaos. For the first time in her life, Bandit had been afraid. Wolves ran, fear and adrenalin pumping through their veins as they scattered throughout the territory. It had been a day, and some wolves still had not come back. Vita had been found dead with a bite mark on the back of her neck, and a wolf said they had found a mutated brute of a wolf high tailing it away from the scene (Jack maybe saw them?). The incarnates from the time of the Rebels rise had paled at this news. They knew who it was, and the pack was in turmoil. The sanctuary they had been promised was far, far away, and they needed to leave now. Bandit howled for the pack to gather under the Alpha Rock. "Wolves young, old and in between, we have been put through a time of trial and fear. And now, we must act. Many wolves have dreamt of a supposed sanctuary every wolf pack has been informed of, and there is not enough room for us all. Without making it there, we will starve. All prey has run away or become horribly mutated. We have to move now, away from here. We have no time to waste. Wolves are still missing but there are outsiders on our land. We are not safe, and we have to leave them behind to find this sanctuary, and work together. I know there is tension throughout the pack, but we must work as one. We cannot afford to fight in the pack. The world is already against us. Starpack's monthly peace howl has not been heard in two moons now, and we are not sure they are even watching over us now. We will leave this afternoon, so gather your loved ones and take your final rounds of the territory. Any prey you see is to be caught for the trip. Any questions? She asked, her eyes panning over the pack.