Rese
9y | Female | Elder | Blessed by: Hermes
Tags: Kayauk, Livius | Location: Camp
She'd chuckle as she stepped outside the den, picking a sunny part of camp to eat and sun herself at. She watched as her grandson trotted over proudly with a rabbit in his jaws, also noticing another pup making their way over. Nudging the rabbit closer to her grandson, she watched him take a bite before she, herself took a bite. Her eyes narrowed as Livius asked her grandson if he could play. Watching as Kayauk think it over, and then respond to the genderfluid pup, before frowning. Shooting her grandson a stern look and swallowing her bite of meat, she turned her gaze to Livius. "Kayauk can play. But do be sure to let your father know. Stay insight, and if you want to do a bit of exploring outside camp, wait until Goros or Vata and one other adult are available." She paused then added. "After you're finished eating." Rese raised a whiskered brow, figuring that both were still hungry. After all, Kayauk had only taken a single bite, and it seemed from what she'd seen, that Livius was the same.
Kayauk
3m | Male | Pup | Blessed by: None yet
Tags: Rese, Livius | Location: Camp
He grinned as he sat the rabbit down at his grandmother's feet, and quickly took a bite after she nudged it towards him. As he was chewing he found that Livius; a slightly older pup had come over. The excitable pup had interrupted his meal with Rese which bothered him, but he wasn't going to let that ruin his day. Swallowing the piece of meat, the young brute met the other pups gaze and nodded," Sure, after I'm done eating." Turning his gaze to his grandmother he paused, his ears lowering a little. " I mean if that's all right with you grandma." His ears flattened against his head at the stern look his grandmother shot him, and mentally sighed as she spoke.
Vata
3y | Female | Warrior | Blessed by: Hades
Tags: Sylvia | Location: forest; Border
Steadily moving forward the tri-colored dame shivered as awareness of another life form started getting closer and closer. She blinked as she recognized it as the soul of a pack-mate. Sylvia to be precise, a hunter, and fellow she-wolf. Though said wolf brought up an assortment of feelings, a rather nice mix of both positive and negative. Shaking her head, Vata allowed herself to fall into a relaxed stance as her pack-mate barreled out of a few bushes. Raising a whiskered grow as the fae didn't seem to recognize her, the mostly grey dame huffed, "Yes, just me." Rolling her eyes, Vata spoke, "So what are you do-" She paused as the realization came to her. There was a slight breeze, said breeze was blowing in her pack-mates direction. Sylvia had come running, looking tense.
This idiot is looking for a fight! She snarled in her mind, though she remained calm on the outside. Stiffening, Vata shot a disapproving look at the older female. But before she could say much of anything the croak of the raven she'd reanimated, announced its return. Turning away from her pack-mate, she watched as the raven landed and dropped a feather at her paws. Leaning down, she took a few great sniffs and then huffed. Harpy. Of course. Glancing back at Sylvia before sighing. Her ears perked as she heard the faint sound of her brothers howl.
Goros
3y | Male | Warrior | Blessed by: Apollo
Tags: Open | Location: meadow
Shaking off the unease of the sight before him, Goros moved forward to take in the scents around the elk carcass. He frowned, having a little trouble deciphering the different scents. Elk, Fox, squirrel, snake, bear, Harpy, Harpy... His eyes widened. Multiple harpies? That's... not good. He thought as he slowly backed up. Tensing and perking his ears the male growled softly, as he uncertainly shuffled his paws. The scent of the harpy or rather Harpies was fresh, like minutes fresh. Whatever had killed it was long gone, probably. He shook his head, he had to focus on the now that was the most important thing. It was the horrendous screech that caused him to stiffen. Slowly he turned around and came face to face with three Harpies. Two of which were small, probably their first time out. Eyes narrowing, ears flattened and teeth bared in a snarl, Goros lunged forward letting out a howl, calling for his sister. Within seconds of his howl ending, sharp teeth and talons met.