~₪:: Spirit Tribe ::₪ ~ WolfRP [Always Accepting!! OP3N!!]

[.:Opal:.]

(Here cause I was forced to be here.)

Legend padded into the woods.

[Kohana]

OOC: Erm, ok then... Anyways... O.O I'm not gonna get involved with this... Can't we all, just get along? Lol Calm down andtake a breather people! And also, sorry about that- yes i meant to say Leaf not Bryn in my last post.

Illiad sighed, his belly nearly growled with hunger. If it hadn't been for Leaf, the tribe would not be starving today. Leaf had no problem though, she seemed a little upset about the misfortune- but in all... She seemed rather, happy.

Anbu rolled about in his sleep, nightmares thrashing the elderly Brute mercilessly.

[S⊕ul]

(of course we can all get along Rin)

[Kat.]

Hinduu heard the wolf's voice telling her to come out, and she poked her head out of a bush. "Please dont hurt me..." she whispered. To her, every wolf could be like her dad. Evil. Hatred. Abusing...

[.:Opal:.]

(Lol I was kidding people! Can't y'all take a joke! Lol.)

Legend kept on padding back into the woods. She was doing something.

[redninetails]

((is it aztec?))

[S⊕ul]

(Hinduu is talking to Bryn.)

Bryn looked at the wolf, surprised it was just a pup. "Don't worry little one, I wouldn't hurt you." She smiled.

[redninetails]

((okay (: ))

Standing up from her puddle Aztec walked back to the camp. She may not like conversing with others but she didn't not like interacting. She could at least be friendly right?

[S⊕ul]

(I wont be able to be on in the next 4 or 5 days )

[Kohana]

OOC: Aww, why not Ice?

Illiad and Leaf suddenly appeared from the bushes, Illiad's face entering first to see Bryn Spirit Tribe's High Priestess and a young pup. The Brute narrowed his eyes, he didn't much care for pups. But when Leaf entered, she had a grin on her face and was immediately infatuated with the much younger wolf, "Aww! How adorable! Bryn, where did you find this pup?-" "Yes- where did you find it?" Illiad broke in, he glared at the young newborn, at Bryn, and then at Leaf. He was rather cross, and wouldn't dare show his true emotions in front of others. Illiad was highstrung and stubborn, he was independent and mysterious. His cold green gaze could send shivers up anyone...