More Than Life Itself (Wolf Romance) Accepting!

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The leaves didn't even make a noise as the white paws pressed on them. The white wolf crouched low, her amber eyes narrowed. She was pure white, sleek and beautiful, and she was hunting something. She saw her target straight ahead of her, but kept her body low to the ground so as not to attract its attention. Her plan was to surprise it. It would never know she was coming. Softly, silently, she moved through teh bushes that blocked her veiw, barely making a sound. Her target was in leaping range now. She had it. It had no where to run. Muscles tensing, ears pricked forward for any sign of its sensing her, she perfectly calculated her move. Then her back legs extended as her muscles unwound like springs, propelling her forward. She reached her paws forward and grasped her target. Her target was, of course, her mate, Tristan.
She laughed as she landed on him, hopefully bringing him down.
"Gotcha!" she yipped playfully.

Tristan didn't hear his mate coming but he scented her coming and smiled. When she lept at him, Tristan relaxed his body and let her knock him over, then Tristan flipped her oved and barked happily, wagging his tail as he stuck his tongue out playfully. "Now I got you! Yay me!!" He said, grinning.

[Chris Farley #1 fan]

"I'd love to" Krystal said and smiled. She stood up and asked "What river are we going to?". She looked at him with her green eyes looking as vibrant as ever.

[Devorah]

((Oh no! I got left behind a bit. Gonna wedge my way back into the story ))

Akiva craned her neck towards the pale sky. It was still a bit chilly, though everything was growing again. The only thing she had done for the past hour or so was think about nothing at all. It was refreshing, to do nothing. The merged pack had been so disorganized lately that it was for Akiva to just daze off. Unfortunately, after lounging virtually in one spot, her body temperature dropped and she was in desperate need of food. So Akiva stretched and shook out her short, thick fur and walked to the entrance of the camp. She stopped momentarily, wondering where to hunt.

[mistwolf3]

Rose, instead of landing atop her mate as planned, landed in an awkward pile beside him. She scrambled up and slapped him with a paw.
"You have to ruin everything!" she pouted, but the pout soon broke into a grin and she laughed. She nipped him playfully and ran in front of him, asking for a game of chase. The spring air had awakened her love of him, and she wanted some fun.

Dark Eyes's tail wagged back and forth and he stood.
"Yup, the river," he said, walking with her into teh forest. He glanced behind and saw Anay sitting in the same place, glaring sullenly after him. He walked a bit closer to Krystal and ignored the young white pup as they walked together into the forest.

Anay watched Dark Eyes leave her behind with sulky anger. He always wanted to get ride of her, ever since he'd started noticing this Krystal wolf. She slumped to teh ground, putting her chin on her paws. What was she going to do now?

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Tristan smiled largely at his mate's playful and fliry attitude and laughed softly, that deep and handsome laugh of his. "Ohhh, I'm gonna get you!" He said teasingly, starting to chase her and nipped at her tail playfully.

[mistwolf3]

Rose yipped when he nipped her tail, and laughed, whipping around to try and pounce on him again. But her paw caught on a rock and she tripped, rolling head over tail. As she fell, she grabbed him and tried to pull him down with her. There was no way she'd go down without him!

((ooc: We need someone to play the Shadow Ridge's son....))

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Tristan yelped playfully when she pulled him down and he dropped his weight, allowing her the fun of dragging her down with him. He smiled up at her and reached up, licking her cheek tenderly.

(WOuld you like me to? I can create the form and play him, if you'd like)

[mistwolf3]

((ooc: That would be great, kale. Thanks))

bic:
Rose lauhed as he came down as well, then smiled as his tongue gently carressed her cheek. She sighed, and rubbed her head agianst his thick chest fur, sighing. Many things had changed in only a short time. Two warring packs had come together. The bold, brave alpha of the old Shadow Ridge pack had died. His troublesome son seemed to fall into the shadows, and it seemed that the remaining prejudices had died down between the once split packs. But sometimes it was good for things not to change. Like her and Tristan. They were still togther, and she loved him as much as she ever had, maybe even more. She was so satisfied just to be here beside him.
"I love you," she whispered into his ear.

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Tristan smiled at her words and licked her muzzle gently, eyes soft and loving as he gently rubbed his cheek against hers. "I love you more." HE whispered, smiling as he made sure not to squish her underneath him. (I have to go soon, so I'll create him when I get back. Save his spot for me please!)

[Devorah]

((mistwolf3, I can always redo this post if you want.))
Akiva, try as she might, coudn't fully ignore what the wolves around her were doing. So she empathized with the white wolf-tyke. Truthfully she wasn't that much older than Anay, and Akiva often saw her around camp. Besides, they were packmates- opening her mouth and sucking in a deep breath, the small brown she-wolf called out,

"Anay! I would like some company hunting. Want to come along?"

Akiva had twisted her head and front around to face her packmate, amber-gold eyes inquisitive.

((Gack, horrible post. Sorry people... I will try to churn out better paragraphs soon!))