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

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R i v e r P a c k

RiverPack is, perhaps, the most specialized of the Forest Territory Packs. It has evolved to take on the water in a way that most other groups cannot, making its members perfect swimmers and hunters of water-residing game. Because of the uniqueness of their niche in the wild, they don't receive as much competition from other Packs as others would, but they're also struck quite a bit harder when their own primary resources are compromised. Almost because of their innate connection to water and, more specifically, the way it moves, RiverPack values flexibility in attitude, in that dogs should know when to stand together, when to stand down, and when to go another way. They see adaptability as a virtue, and act with grace and power in the face of adversity.

Territory Type:
Primarily marshland and
most of the river border

Favorite Prey:
Any fish
Any waterfowl

Shares Borders With: ThunderPack and ShadowPack

Ideal Breeds: RiverPack dogs must be excellent swimmers with a taste for fish and waterfowl, so the best members are of water-specializing breeds. Gravitate towards the sporting and working classes, especially water retrievers and water rescue breeds.
Examples: Golden Retriever, Labrador Retriever, Newfoundland, Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever, Poodle

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Froststar

( ♂ ) - ( English Cream ) - ( Alpha ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 30 moons old ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Open )

Frostar sat at the entrance of his den, taking care to watch each of his packmates, in their morning routines. With all that has happened he didn't want to lose anymore dogs. He knew it was the right choice though to leave the forest, and the bunch of brutes that called themselves Windpack, Shadowpack, and Thunderpack.
He knew he had made the right choice when he had left the territory in the forest, and traveled far away from it. Skypack left about the same time, but when he saw the pack head in one direction, he headed in the opposite way. He didn't want to fight over borders, or fight at all in fact. He was going to lead his packmates to a safer place, a haven where they wouldn't worry about being hungry and pups can be raised without worry of the future. After walking such long way, he had finally found it.

[Owlcat]

Froststar

( ♂ ) - ( English Cream ) - ( Alpha ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 30 moons old ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Open )

Frosted laid his head back down on the hard, stone ground and sighed in front of his den.

(Sorry for double posting but no one will post and I'm just keeping with the guidelines for important characters.)

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Mark

[qerrat]

Reedpaw

♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: WillowWhisper | Crush: Goldenpaw | Location: Camp | Tags: FrostStar

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Reedpaw walked through camp, his tail wagging slightly. It was a wonderful day. He glanced wistfully at the apprentice den, then quickly averted his gaze away, to the leader's den, where he spotted FrostStar. Having nothing better to do, Reedpaw changed his direction, and sat down next to FrostStar. "Hello," he said. "Lovely morning, huh?"

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[RogueRunner]

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F O X P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever ) - ( Medicine Dog Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 8 moons old ) - ( Mentor: None ) - ( Demisexual ) - ( No Romance ) - ( Tags: Open )
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The young apprentice was a blur of red fur as she sprinted along the border of the makeshift RiverPack camp. She increased her speed in response to what sounded like the snapping of a twig nearby, a shiver running down her scrawny spine. Foxpaw was never one to go hunting for herbs alone. Even though being on her own was usually pretty nice, she hated how vulnerable she felt; the soft, ambient noises and apparent life became every bit as intimidating as the roar of rushing water, soothing quietness suddenly readable as a promise of impending doom. The only comfort to her in this moment was that she had planned this out. She knew the route that she was taking from earlier trips, what exactly she was looking for from previous self-given lessons, how fast she could run while still conserving enough energy for if she needed to escape a dangerous situation - but none of that quelled her fear. At the very least, she would be providing for her poor Pack. Although she'd never say it aloud, she despised their current situation; the camp, although not awful, was terribly isolated and not especially plentiful in prey or, more importantly, good herbs. Just as she had that thought, a distinct scent hit her nose, disheartening the young female. That's rosemary. She remembered this plant quite well: A strongly-scented herb, whose primary function is to disguise the scent of death. The fact that this was all that she could find seemed like a cruel joke. She crawled into the bushes, quickly spotted a sizable clump of the pale lavender flowers, and took them gently into her jaws. Then, after ripping them free of their main stem, she turned and raced back towards the medicine den. Immediately, she leaped into it with a flash of her bushy red tail and stored her find in the back, a heaviness building in her heart as she collectively examined the medicine stocks.

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W I L D P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( No Romance ) - ( Tags: Froststar, Reedpaw )
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Her gaze was intently focused on the rustling in the bushes ahead of her. Not only was this the first indication of action that she had seen all day - it could be a bit of relief in the food crisis some of the Pack was having. However, there was no such luck; a skinny, pointed head extended from between the leaves, blinking at Wildpaw. In reply, she dropped her massive skull, peeled back her dark lips, and growled, as the older warriors had shown her to do in the face of another predator. She'd seen enough of these things to know that it was a coyote, a competitor rather than food. It tilted its head this way and that at the large apprentice, clearly accessing her availability as a meal, for, despite her greater size, she was still an isolated pup. To help it make up its mind, Wildpaw charged with a ferocious snarl, making the creature emit a shrill yelp as it whirled to move out of the way. It fleeing didn't satisfy the apprentice, however, and only after she just managed to get a solid, blood-drawing nip from its haunches did she stop chasing. She didn't want these vermin anywhere near the campsite and, more specifically, her packmates. The thought brought a fiery rage to her belly. However, it quickly vanished and Wildpaw's mood abruptly lightened again as she started back towards camp to alert her mentor and leader, Froststar, of her encounter. She quickly spotted him once she stepped out of the undergrowth, just as another apprentice, Reedpaw, approached him. The young, black male peered for an odd moment at the apprentice den and Wildpaw could only throw him a curious look. Then, refocusing her attention on Froststar, she dipped her head respectfully and barked, "I just ran into a coyote, Froststar, near the northern border." Noticing how annoying that news must've been, she added, with some optimism in her voice, "I think that the issue might be getting better, though. It was by itself."

[qerrat]

Reedpaw

♂| Flat-Coated Retriever | 9 Moons | Mentor: WillowWhisper | Crush: Goldenpaw | Location: Camp | Tags: FrostStar, Wildpaw

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Reedpaw perked his ears, and listened intently to Wildpaw's report. She was always interesting to him, her quick mood swings, fiery temper, and how... grown up she was. Reedpaw guessed that she wasn't a delicious meal for the coyote because of her size. And ferocity, actually. Sure, Reedpaw could fight, but Wildpaw easily subdued him, and, if he had been that coyote, he wouldn't have been so keen to take down a massive, muscly, toothed fireball. He knew he shouldn't speak before the leader, but he really wanted to say something... he actually considered, but finally decided not to. No, he had already been rather rude, walking up and just sitting next to Froststar like an equal, so perhaps he should bite his tongue for once. This didn't however, stop him from shooting a quick, cheerful smile to Wildpaw.

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[Owlcat]

Froststar

( ♂ ) - ( English Cream ) - ( Alpha ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 30 moons old ) - ( No romance ) - ( Tags: Wildpaw, and Reedpaw )

Froststar looked up as Reedpaw approached, "Indeed." he replied. He paused as Reedpaw sat beside him. He contemplated asking Reedpaw the reasoning for why he sat down. When he saw Wildpaw approach. He acknowledge the gesture she showed him, and listened to what she had to say. "The Northern Border, huh?" He looked towards that direction. "You think there might be less of them?" he questioned. His voice was hopeful, and light. He always figured that the coyotes were eventually going to go away, but never this soon! It made sense to him that there were hardships in this new territory, there was never such a thing as an uninhabited forest.

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F O X P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever ) - ( Medicine Dog Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 8 moons old ) - ( Mentor: None ) - ( Demisexual ) - ( No Romance ) - ( Tags: Froststar, Reedpaw, Wildpaw )
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After she pushed the rosemary into its appropriate pile among her herb stocks, Foxpaw felt a tremor of fear. She still had much to learn in the ways of medicine, but she knew well that having a short stash of anything that wasn't a concealer of death-scent spelled doom for her Pack. She had to take a moment to breathe and relax before she exited the medicine den, looking around for any of the three adults in the Pack - not including their omega, Pipsqueak. She was tempted to ask one to chaperone her while she searched a different route for better herbs, though she would go regardless; she had done it before, after all, so this was nothing new. She spotted the leader, Froststar, sitting some ways away with two warrior apprentices, Reedpaw and Wildpaw. Intimidated by the amount of dogs present and how much larger they were than her - even the smallest, Reedpaw, was slightly taller and a lot broader - she sat off to the side, politely waiting for them to finish their conversation before she could approach Froststar.

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W I L D P A W
( ♀ ) - ( Rottweiler/Newfoundland mix ) - ( Apprentice ) - ( RiverPack ) - ( 7 moons old ) - ( Mentor: Froststar ) - ( Bisexual ) - ( No Romance ) - ( Tags: Froststar, Reedpaw, Foxpaw )
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Wildpaw returned her fellow apprentice's smile, wondering if he would speak up, before her attention went back to her mentor. His question wasn't accusatory by any means, but she suddenly felt a pang of worry in response to it. "Y-yeah," she replied, her voice sure in spite of its cracking. "I sent the only one that I found running." Oh gosh, I'm making it weird... Abruptly, with basically no prompting, it felt as if all eyes were upon Wildpaw. She lowered her nervous gaze to the ground, pawing lightly at the soil as if something interesting were happening with it. When no one said anything immediately, she raised her eyes again at the faint sound of footfalls and noticed the only healer in camp, Foxpaw, sitting a few dog-lengths away. Curious, she gave her a charming, if slightly sheepish, smile.