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Everfree | Alpha | Black wolf | Tags: Cel, Jane
He and his sister had been awake for a long time now, running through the forest with the wind slicing through pitch-black fur and shining white feathers. His paws, barely sore after a 2 and a half hour run, were caked with mud and splattered by small dots of blood from breakfast in the wild. With a flick of his tail, he jump and duck through every obstacle that gets in his way. His dark blue eyes sparked with delight as he glanced at the blonde girl next to him, his twin sister Isaree. Isaree glanced at him and winked with a smile. He smiled as much as he can in his wolf, hopping repeatedly to slow himself against the slippery tree trunks. His twin followed pursuit and gently landed on a tree branch. Isaree laughed, panting slightly as she rubbed the sweat of her forehead. "Well isn't that a nice run, eh? Phew, now I definitely could grab a latte and muffin from a coffee shop. I'll get ye' a cappuccino while I'm at it." She laughed again, leaning against the trunk as she looked at Everfree with a raised eyebrow. He huff and flicked his tail as in a yes. Nodding with his black, flurry snout, he turned away and run off into the forest, continuing run while his sister is off for refreshments.
It wasn't long before the wolf hybrid smelled blood and heard a cry of male. Skidding into an immediate stop, he raise his head up to the air before dashing off into direction of the voice. Sniffing once again in midrun, he could smell the scent of a wolf and within a minute, he could 2 figures. One was bleeding and on the ground with massive antlers, he noted, while the other is attacking on top of him, the wolf. Without much thinking, he tackled the wolf off the male and on to the ground. Growling loudly, he held his head high and stood tall. Although he knew he doesn't recognize the wolf like anyone in his pack, was she even from Hybridia? He narrows his eyes at the wolf, gently brushing his tail against the male's leg as if asking he was okay.
Isaree | Athlete | Snow Owl | Tags: Aristide, Koda
She smiled as she watched her beloved brother run off to continue his run. She, on the other talon, prefer to cool after running almost 3 hours. Flapping her white wings she flew, remembering where the closest coffee shop is and slide through branches with speed, careful to not fly too loudly. Along her wing membrane ached from flying for a long period of time but she didn't care, the thought of having a mocha latte filled her thoughts with desire. With several strokes of her wings, she landed roughly outside of a coffee shop and hopped right in with her wings folded against her as much as she can. Cringing at the smell of the smoke, she walked in line for ordering, looking around for the smoker before shooting a sideways glare at him. "Can't you do it outside, you little turtle-head snail?" She mumbled to herself. If there is one thing she hated about shops, it's smoke and how it hurts her nose and choke her lungs out of fresh, forest air. Glancing away at the smoker, she shuffled her wings a bit and tilt her head to look at the guy in front of her. He looked quite familiar.