{ R a g n a r }
{ Førm | Male | 3 Years | Loner | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Pack Territory }
{ Tagged; None/Open }
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{ Førm | Male | 3 Years | Loner | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Pack Territory }
{ Tagged; None/Open }
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With a grunt, the Male headed off on his own. Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous, all of this was. Granted, had he stayed in his own pack- had the hunters never arrived to tear them apart- he may have been Alpha. But alas, he hated the pack life. It was dreadful, and the wolves in it where even more so.
{ S p i r i t }
{ Førm | Fae | 1.5 Years | Hunter | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Forest > Hunting }
{ Tagged; Apollo }
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{ Førm | Fae | 1.5 Years | Hunter | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Forest > Hunting }
{ Tagged; Apollo }
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{ A p ø l l ø }
{ Førm | Male | 1.5 Years | Hunter | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; }
{ Tagged; Spirit }
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{ Førm | Male | 1.5 Years | Hunter | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; }
{ Tagged; Spirit }
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The siblings kept to themselves for the most part, chatting and discussing things. When one's stomach growled, it forced the pair to get up and search for pey again. Necessary as it was, not just for Spirit and Apollo, but the rest of the pack. The brother kept his cheery expression, leading his smaller sister around while they kept muzzled up, scenting for a possible fresh kill.
{ F e l i c i t y }
{ Førm | Fae | 2.5 Years | Warrior | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Camp > Exit }
{ Tagged; Aztec }
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{ Førm | Fae | 2.5 Years | Warrior | Crushless }
{ Løcatiøn; Camp > Exit }
{ Tagged; Aztec }
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The fae paused, just following the canine along for a moment. "Well. I've been having an itch on my flank, and I was hoping to get it looked at before my patrol." Felicity tried to smile at him, although it looked funny, considering she wasn't the friendliest wolf. Business was business, and it was her duty to care for the pack. Not make friends all the time.











