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[Apocalyptic_Punk]

((That's awesome, sorry was busy most of the weekend, gonna try a small book here LOL))

Curse
{{Fae||Straggler||Alone||

Curse had chewed a bit more of the mammoth but now she was growing restless and bored, she lay down but her head was up as she watched the other wolves around her. It felt odd to be here, to be among others of her kind again. She'd stayed away from them for so long, searching for her lost son, the only pup to survive the slaughter of the dark one. She shook her head as hard as she could to chase away those dark lingering tendrils of hatred, and fear. Hatred of herself, Fear that the dark one would find her again and possibly hurt these wolves. She sighed watching the tendrils of heat escape from her maw. She glanced at her paws and slowly began cleaning them, trying everything she could come up with to distract herself.

Slowly she dug ice crystals from between each paw pad, then licked each one clean checking for cuts or nicks between her toes to avoid injury, when she was satisfied their were none she began to clean her ashy pelt, scrapping ice from her fur. Once all was in order she rose to her feet and lifted her head sniffing the air silently, she made her way past the carcass and slowly began trailing around the camp, circling it, once twice three times, by the time she was done the moon was up and the day was almost over. But still, something made he skin crawl under her pelt, something made her want to run, run and never stop.

She let out a low howl towards the heavens closing her eyes as she poured her soul into the heartbreaking song she let loose, her very body shaking with the emotion she poured into what she sang of life, of death, of loss, of surrow, fear everything she'd ever felt, the song drifted from her for long moments until finally she began to feel tired. Slowly the song ended with a few low yaps to the stars and she lowered her head starring off into the dimming night, as the cold air wisked about her body, pushing at her fur trying to reach her skin beneath. For the first time in years she felt lighter then she ever had, almost free, almost as if maybe if she survived till the journey's end she could maybe just maybe stay here with this pack.

Mirage
{{Brute||Omega||10|| W/Curse|}}

Asleep

[Hannah Elise]

River
4 summers; female grey wolf pup

River had never been so far away from the whole pack before and seeing a couple of snowshoe hare's dart across the snow in the distance she wondered how far Ash was going and if they were going back to the pack or meeting them somewhere. Suddenly a strong gust of wind came up behind him pushing River slightly forward noticing Ash sitting down she bounded to catch up when she was close enough she crouched down abit expecting to be yelled at for following him "You can come out. No use in walking by yourself now." River was surprised at hearing those words and wondered if he was mad or not but after listening to the rules River nodded slightly "Run and Hide is something bad happens got it" she repeated before eventually following Ash again River noticed that he was going a bit slowly than before and wondered if he was alright "Ash?? Do you think we'll find another Mammoth for the pack?" she asked curiously wondering if they could go hunting not really knowing or understanding that she was not old enough to go hunting just yet.

Grimshaw
27 year old Male Loner Wolf

Asleep

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[Resin]

((No worries. Everyone has that life thing to worry about. (: ))

Ash-Beta Male-30 Summers

Still he moved along slowly, not wanting River to tire out too soon. Hearing her question, he grinned, then spoke, his deep voice rumbling free. "This path that we're walking was made by Mammoths. Probably the same herd that the one we ate came from." A shiver ran through him and he continued. "If the pack hurries, we could take one or more down. Are you hungry?"

He glanced back at her. Once more a strong wind blew their way. "Tonight is going to be cold. If you'd rather go back to the warmth of the pack, I can take you." The mood had already risen and the last touch of the suns orange glow was slowly erasing itself from the horizon. Deciding that it was time for a break, the big white wolf settled himself down into the snow, placing his head upon his paws.

Being with River was nice, but it also brought a great amount of sadness into his thoughts. Ash had always loved pups and had hoped for some of his own when he was younger. Now that he had grown and was fully aware of his disability, he would never allow himself to have any. No self-respecting female would want anything to do with a faulty male anyway. Not when he could turn on her and their pup and end their lives at any moment.

Sighing lightly, Ash closed his eyes. A small rest, then he would be on his way again. Whether towards the pack or further South was up to River.

Resin-Alpha Female-30 Summers

Restless rolling about would be the way that Resin would spend her night. Eventually she sat up, still ill at ease. When Curse sang to the skies, the alpha took up the song as well, releasing a long, low howl that mingled with the other females call. She too was feeling less than perfect.

Rising, she padded towards Curse and settled herself in the snow nearby. Looking to the stars, she lost herself in them momentarily. "You feel something." It was more a statement than a question. It didn't really need an answer either. "I do too. I feel as if something is going to happen. Something not necessarily good."

It was as if something was creeping up on them, although she didn't know what. She felt odd in her own skin. Her whole body tingled with tenseness. Whatever would come this night, she would stay awake, and she would be ready for it.

((Brain=Toast))

[Hannah Elise]

River
4 summers; female grey wolf pup

River padded along the big mushing footprints listening to Ash's words, grinning River looked back excitedly at him "Do we think we can catch one??" wagging her tail slightly at the idea of meeting the pack with a big Mammoth "I'm not hungry, Awww can't we stay out here and wait for the pack??" river asked, honestly to her it felt like camping out something she never got to do that often and only with her mother on a occasion.

Noticing Ash lay down River did the same and started to watch the sun disappear from the sky after the first stars came out, River eventually moved her few away from the sky towards Ash. Looking at him curiously she wondered what he was thinking about, to her he seemed a perfectly normal wolf she didn't quite understand why everyone was afraid of him. Of course she had seen Ash's bad side lashing out at others but she had always thought it happen because of frightmare {Nightmare}, eventually an idea popped into her head. Moving her eyes to the Mammoth path River started to wonder if the water killed other things ... other than Wolves, it looked like the Mammoth was going south as well as them so the water must be killing everything "Ash, Why don't we follow the Mammoth South?? Wouldn't the water hunt them as well??" she looked back curiously.

Grimshaw
27 year old Male Loner Wolf

Grimshaw woke up hearing the howls of two female wolves, opening his eyes he noticed the Alpha and one of the Loners sitting together growling at the thought of ever joining the pack or even other loners joining because they fell in love with moving in the big group seemed completely wrong. Looking around Grimshaw didn't see the white male meaning he probably scouted south to find a route or any dangers that they were going to face, eventually the howling stopped making it easier to sleep again. Grimshaw closed his eyes and fell back asleep ....

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Curse
{{Fae||Straggler||W/Resin||

Curse had heard the Alpha join her singing, and she'd been surprised by it there was no doubt in her mind about that. She sat silently after the song, before hearing Resin coming towards her. She listened to the other fae speak, and she was right, even after singing though she felt lighter, she still could feel the urge to run. Why she was staying here she did not know. She took a deep breath of the icy air as she watched the last of the sunlight vanish from the sky and slowly the stars came out.

"Yes" She responded after great length; knowing the Alphaess hadn't actually asked her, but still feeling that she should answer, and then she spoke with out thinking. "I fear, it may be The Darkness that has stalked me all my life," She mused slowly. "But He, along with my pack, and my own cubs is long sense dead," It felt weird to reference the Dark one who had killed everyone she'd ever cared for as a he, but was the truth; he was just a wolf driven insane by visions of his own, which was why she'd remained silent upon Resin's words. She was no elder, in fact by their species standard she was still quite young. But she had lived through things that none should, so she spoke from experince.

Mirage
{{Brute||Omega||10|| Sleeping|}}

[Soriams]

((Size Chart = Awesome))

((Leonardo, if this isn't ok, let me know when you post, but I figured it made sense.))

Ahote
Male | 36 | Fighter
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Eventually, Ahote found Xani, asleep in the snow where she had finished eating. Not wanting to wake her up, he settled down next to her, turning in place just long enough to smash down the snow into a bed. Taking the weight of his tired legs drew a contented sigh from him, and he curled his ruddy tail about his legs in comforting warmth. Though he fully intended to stay awake for a while and look over the pack, sleep found him within minutes and he slipped away, too tired even to dream.

In what seemed like only a matter of moments to him, Ahote was startled awake by a lonesome howl. His head darted up in a start, and he blinked his bleary eyes, looking for the source of the call. There, near the edge of camp was the fea Curse, singing to the heavens in a voice so sad and lovely that he half expected them to weep for her. Within moments, Resin too picks up the call and he could feel the glissando of the two calls trembling in his chest, urging him to pick up the song and join it. Yet, before he could overcome his tired shock, the moment is over and the two feas have walked closer together, carrying on in conversation.

Left felling strangely hollow, Ahote was unsure of what to do with himself. Ears canted at an uncertain angle, he eventually lowered his head to his paws and watched as Curse and Resin spoke.

[BlackJaguar]

Attican

73 - Brute - Keeper

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The Elder sniffed the air around him, the area emanating the smells of his pack and whatever remnants of the mammoth kill. The moon was slipping itself into the sky once more, the sun having made its rounds of the day and sinking its way below the horizon to the other side of the earth. For a while the brute sat and watched it fall, the sky around it glowing of gentle oranges, pinks, and reds. At the moment all seemed peaceful, wolves lightly chattering amongst themselves in small pods, or others already bedded down to rest for the night.

When Attican and the small group had arrived to the pack everyone had dispersed, the Keeper himself made his way to the kill shortly after Ahote had. This was the second time in a row that he had been late to a meal, but at least this time there was more to choose from than before. He had clambered over the picked through carcass, locating a decently untouched spot at the top of the hip to apparently had been hard to get to. His head dove in ravenously, biting and tearing off whatever he could to fill his belly. His teeth bit through gristle and tendon, gnawing the frozen meat until it finally broke down enough to be swallowed. He continued this until his stomach felt satisfied enough to no longer think of hunger.

After he had finished his meal he spent his time walking around, never straying out of the eyesight of the majority of the group however. A lot was running through his head, acting like a constant droning hum that never left the background of his mind. Hours passed by like this, the brute just walking for the sake of movement.

It was a strange feeling. He both felt rather at peace, after all at the moment there seemed to be nothing to currently worry about, and yet at the same time the constant buzzing of his thoughts seems to take a toll on his nerves. When Curse's songs suddenly burst through the air it caused the older wolf to jump, eyes wide and frantic at the unexpected resonance. The shock didn't last for more than a moment, even though it took a while for his heart rate to fall back down to its normal pace. Resin's voice picked up the lyrics too, a nearly haunting echo over the bluing snow as the sun gave way to the moon.

Attican swallowed, scuffing his way to the side of the groups, quite a few extra spaces out. It was not too normal for the Elder to distance himself from the majority of the pack. Usually he was near the center in case someone wanted to seek out advice or just needed him for whatever reason. But tonight his thoughts kept him in constant company, cramming his mind like thousands of angry bees swarming their way in angry flight in his head. To be honest it was overwhelming, something that didn't happen easily to the typically calm brute.

He huffed as he dug his way in the snow, muscles creating a deep oblong pit intended to cradle his body. When he stepped inside he nearly all but disappeared, the surrounding snow around him virtually encasing his figure. Curling up, he placed his tail over his nose, eyes manually shut tight.


{{Aaaaahhhh yes, loving the size chart! Perfect.}}

[Resin]

((I'm glad everyone likes the chart. I figured it would explain how, with a bit of luck, two full grown Great Wolves managed to bring down an injured mammoth. I'll post when I'm done stuffing my face full of Subway.))

Resin-Alpha Female-30 Summers

After hearing Curse speak and noticing the mix of sadness and fear in her features, Resin did something a little out of character. She wasn't one to touch others; not since her mate disappeared. Touching a female was especially odd for her. Rising, she nuzzled the top of Curse's head and spoke softly to her. "This Darkness... he will never hurt you again. And if he tries... we'll rip him to shreds, you and I."

Every wolf had their demons. Some haunted a wolf their entire life. Others were banished. The demons that followed Curse weighed heavily on her. Though she heard little of the story, Resin could tell that much. Attican had helped Resin work through her loss. Perhaps Curse needed the same sort of support.

Just in case the female was made uncomfortable by her words and actions, Resin turned and walked silently away, leaving Curse to her thoughts. She had things to ponder as well.

While moving back to her hollow in the snow, she passed Ahote. Noting that his eyes were open and he was facing that direction, she guessed that he'd been watching them. She stopped beside him. "Shouldn't you be asleep? You've come such a long way. I expect you're tired." He looked fatigued. Everyone would need as much rest as they could manage. They would be leaving at first light.

Ash-Beta Male-30 Summers

He laughed softly at River's inquiry about following the mammoth. "That's the plan, little wolf. Or at least it's the one that I'm going to suggest to our Alpha. If we follow these tracks as far South as we're able to, not only will it make our way easier, but we can hunt the Mammoth as well. A constant supply of food would be nice." The only problem with this plan, however, was that Ash wasn't sure just how far ahead the mammoth herd was.

As they talked, the pair spooked yet another hare. Ash dove forward, paws slamming into the lagomorphs spine. In an instant it was dead. Picking the still warm, still kicking hare up in his jaws, Ash carried it with him to the far edge of the mammoth path. Hopping into the still deep snow, the big white male dug out a hollow large enough for both of them. He deposited the hare inside and motioned for River to eat.

"You're going to need to eat and sleep as much as you can. Tomorrow the pack will join us and we'll talk about our plans." Curling up in a ball, Ash brought his tail over his nose, keeping the cool wind from rushing up his nostrils. He would stay awake until the pup fell asleep. Only then would he join her.

((I'm also thinking about bringing in another character. Anything that you think we need in particular?))

[Hannah Elise]

{I really have no idea what you would like or what we actually need}

River
4 summers; female grey wolf pup

River flicked her ear at the sound of Ash laughing and wondered what was so funny but eventually she swelled up with pride at the mention of Ash telling Resin the idea of following the pack. Suddenly a hare popped up out of no where which slightly scared River but as she watched it curiously ..... Ash leapt forward killing it in an instant.
Smelling the nice fresh rabbit River's tummy started to growl she stood up and followed Ash, looking up she wondered why he wasn't going to eat anything ripping it in half. River pushed the other half towards Ash and started slowly eating her meal before yawning River started making a small den out of snow before curling up blinking she watched Ash for a bit before falling asleep.

Grimshaw
27 year old Male Loner Wolf

Asleep ....

[Soriams]

((Well, I think that the Darkness should show up... But I just like villains.))

Ahote
Male | 36 | Fighter
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Ahote continued to watch Resin and Curse, well out of earshot, he didn't really want bother his tired mind with pondering on what they spoke of. Though he was curious as to what could have brought on the sudden chorus, he tried to chase the thoughts from his head, trying to keep his mind from spinning up and waking him up fully. Yet, there is something mournful about their postures, had she been calling someone? What happens if they answer? With a grumpy harrumph, Ahote forcibly chased the thoughts out of his mind again, sending a little tornado of dry snow whisking away from his muzzle.

Licking the ice off the tip of his nose, Ahote knew he could do nothing more to keep his wandering mind quiet. A fact which he accepted begrudgingly, like a sullen pup being called in from the cold, and resigned himself to waiting for his weariness to take him once again. He tries to console himself by noting that the sun has dipped low into the horizon, and with the moon rising above, he must have slept for at least a few hours.

Ahote's attention is brought back to his pack mates when he notices Resin take her leave of Curse and head in his direction. At first, he simply rolled his eyes to watch her as she passed, his tail greeting her with a few tired thumps, but when she stops to speak, he picks up his head. "What, sleep through that performance? I'm surprised the two of you didn't wake the heavens," he says with a half-smile, quickly glancing back to Xani to see if the songs might have stirred his fellow fighter. Turning back to Resin, he let out another huff of air, "Yes, these poor paws are very tired, but unfortunately my mind has decided to keep me up for the moment," Ahote continued, tilting his head a bit to the side as he looked at her. She too seemed tired, whereas he was exhausted to his bones from travel, she looked weary in the eyes, as though her mind ran farther and faster than he had. "Seems as though I'm not the only one kept awake by rouge thoughts perhaps?.." he asked, trailing off in a offer to talk. Even if not about what troubles the alpha, at least in a way of passing the time until one of them can find sleep again.