I Wanna... --[Private]-- Holli & Breeze.

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This is a private RP for Holli and Breeze. to Roleplay their charries Easton and Kaluah. |D

If you are not Holli or Breeze. please do not post here, or Holli will eat youz... D|

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The cool, crisp morning breeze ruffled Kaluah's grey fur, she growled lowly and hopped up on a ledge, looking out over the land. Narrowing her blue eyes, she looked around for any danger, it seemed there was none - yet. Kaluah jumped off the ledge, grazing her paw on a rock. She whimpered slightly, but trotted off in to the grassy field, limping slightly. Raising her nose in the air, she smelled something in the distance, maybe a canine, she wasn't sure though. She sighed and walked around the edge of a forest, looking for a stream or river to wash her paw in.
The female wolf walked slowly through the forest, the birds chirping made a peaceful sound, but she couldn't focus on all the sounds of the forest because of her paw. She came across a small brook in the forest, she padded up to the bank of the water, her paws making prints in the mud. Jumping in, she yelped as the water splashed on her, washing over the cut. She became used to the water, then continued wading through. She jumped out quickly, forgetting about her precious bracelet with feathers attached to it. Shaking to get off the water, she ran out of the forest, the wind felt exceptionally cold on her wet pelt.

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Easton woke to the sunshine that glowed in the corner of his den, or at least one of many temporary dens. The morning light wasn't overwhelming, but was simply enough to stir the male awake as his eyes blinked open slowly. He kept his head on his paws, stifling a yawn as he looked around the rest of his dimly lit, shadowy den. It was an odd structure that was more like a tunnel that led to an underground den, the den a stony clearing underneath the earth where the brute found himself this morning. He groggily lifted his head and perked his ears, listening for any sounds that were being made in the forest that lay beyond his stony haven. Creatures of all sorts lurking and stalking he knew, but from what he could tell at the moment nothing formidable was nearby. Easton was however definitely not the first awake, he concluded while listening to the sounds of tiny paw steps scurrying around and the occasional yip or chirp from some other animal. Letting out a sigh, the boy heaved himself from the ground, and stretched. His forepaws reaching out in front of him while his hind paws stayed planted firmly on the stone floor, causing his back to arch downward and crack. He moaned tiredly, shaking himself off before letting his paws drag him up and toward the light.

The brightness of the early morning sun greeted Easton's eyes harshly, forcing him to squint and gently flinch from the surprisingly bright rays. He shook his head in attempt to try and clear his head, and possibly wake himself, but he was sure that the sun had done that for him. With his vision now cleared, the darkly shaded grey wolf scanned over the forest before him, his ruby eyes glinting softly under the sun streaming through the gaps between branches and leaves on the trees above him. Yawning, the large male stepped one foot in front of the other, carefully picking his way past any possible loud object that came across his path; like twigs and leaves. His efforts didn’t go on for long, for eventually he gave up all together and simply padded deeper and deeper into the shady rows of trees.

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Easton's paws were getting heavier and heavier by the step, so he paused after travelling for what seemed to be like forever, taking a seat under the protection of a large oak tree’s shade. It was cool and soft there, almost comforting as he lay on the underbrush of leaves, grass, and dust, glancing from tree to tree and from twig to twig, taking in every bit of scenery around him. His ears listened pleasantly to the chirping and chime of the birds that were hidden to his eyes, his nose smelling the newly replenished scents around him due to the rain storm that had occurred the night before. There was the occasional dripping noise of water from the storm dripping off a leaf, meeting the ground in a tiny splash which would be absorbed quickly into the thirsty ground. Hearing the dripping of the water droplets and the gurgling of a nearby stream perked his thirst, so the brute lifted himself to his paws sorely and started toward the stream of water. The male plopped down on the shoreline with a sigh, lapping gently at the water. With his thirst replenished, Easton stared at his reflection in the flowing stream, numbly gazing with no thought coming to mind.

He snapped back to reality after moments of mindless thought. Clearing his head with a shake of his head, the large, grey wolf lifted himself from the ground silently, shaking scraps of leaves and moss that clung to his fur. His paws continued over logs that lay in his path and around holes that would surely drop to his death, sluggishly but surely. Making his way further into the tangle of trees and brush that lay around him. His ears sat atop his head pricked upright, listening for any sign of prey. That’s when the snap of a twig met his ears, instinctively instructing him to duck, which he did. His legs were bunched together in a crouch as his senses hurried around in circles, trying to find the source of the sound with no luck. His crimson eyes darted around until he caught sight of a white furred wolf, or so she appeared to be wolf. Cocking his head to the side, Easton kept himself at a distance, but questioned politely, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

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Kaluah heard what seemed to be another wolf, she perked her ears up to listen. The voice seemed to ask her a simple question, so she replied in a steady voice. "I am a wolf, and I'm here because there's a stream here. I needed water. May I ask who you are?" she called out with a questioning look darting over her face, flicking the tip of her tail in a slightly arrogant manner, it scared a squirrel off. She scoffed and tilted her ears back in an annoyed or relaxed manner, they were almost touching the grey fur of her head. Sighing, she padded over to the stream, gazing at her reflection on the fast moving water, it was slightly distorted due to the water's movement, but she still saw the colors of her pelt reflected in the water, it looked as if the colors were running off of her, being washed down stream.