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[Resin]

Resin-Alpha Female-30 Summers

A soft laugh bubbled up from within her and she tilted her head a bit, arching one dark brow. "Wake the heavens, eh? I'm not sure about all of that." Seating herself a short distance away from Ahote, she curled her tail about her paws, then stared towards the dark spot that was Curse. "She's full of sadness, that one. There's something very familiar about her that I can't quite place. I just know that if I'm able to help her, then I will." Glancing back to Ahote, she spoke again. "She belongs with us. The other stragglers may leave when we're safe and I won't mind, but if she decides to leave, it will be a loss for this pack."

A small itch nagged at her, so she lowered her muzzle to her foreleg, scratching it with her teeth. Licking the fur smooth, she slid down to lay upon her stomach, crossing one paw over the other. There she sat for a time, staring off into the darkness of the horizon. Eventually, she broke the silence. "Is it really that obvious that something's bothering me?"

Turning, she looked the former alpha in the eye. "If you knew something of great import, but it could possibly endanger the ones that you're sworn to protect, would you tell them?"

Ash-Beta Male-30 Summers

The big white male grinned and, even though the chunk of rabbit would be no more than a swallow, he accepted the gift. Once eaten, he rested his muzzle upon his paws, staring into the distance. Soon the deep, even breaths of River flowed like a constant melody into his ears. Even after he fell asleep, he could hear the constant rhythm of the pups breath. It comforted him to know that someone was so close. To know that he was not alone.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Curse
{{Fae||Straggler||W/the Scarpaw pack||
She listens to what Resin has to say, she's not hugely bothered by the weight of the other female's head, in fact it comes across as somewhat of a comfort. She nods her head in acceptance of what the female has said appreciating those words, but she prays to every star and the moon in the sky that He never finds them. She is almost a 100% sure he died, but he was strong, a willed brute. She closes her eyes letting a chill run through her body before she gets up and stretches herself aft then fore, before she slowly begins making herself a bed in the snow. She curls up finally resting her head upon her paws, letting her tail fall across her nose for warmth as she stares out of the desolate landscape over the top of her ashy tail. Until her eyes grew heavy and soon sleep over took her.

Mirage
{{Brute||Omega||10|| Alone|}}
Mirage had woken up when his Alpha and the Fae Curse who had made sure he made it this far, had started singing. He laid there watching them, once they'd fallen silent and come apart, He watched Curse lay down and sleep, and also as Resin went to Ahote, he blinked wondering when Ahote had arrived. He hadn't seen him in a long time. He thumped his tail pleased that the brute was back, before turning his head, his stomach grumbled and he pushed himself back to his feet and trotted over to the mammoth, sniffing and poking he found a few scraps of food, which he ate silently. He lifted his head slowly glancing off back the way they'd come, his ears flicked as he saw something, a dark shape moving slowly towards the west. He turned his head to call out, before slowly looking back to what he'd seen. He laid his ears back not seeing anything off in the distance anymore. He let out a nervous wine and padded his feet in the snow, something gnawed at his belly and it was not hunger. He shook himself hard trying to rid himself of the unease, before trotting across the small camp wanting to be closer to the Alpha. He paused and looked over his shoulder again almost tripping over a sleeping wolf as he went.

((if you want, I can bring in The Darkness if you like, would be fun for a bit of conflict))

[-Starchild.Keith-]

(I'm so sorry I haven't been posting much. I have little muse when I have time, and I have little time when I have muse. >.<
I scanned the posts but a basic recap would still help me.)

[BlackJaguar]

{{Basically Ahote caught up with Resin, Attican, and Curse as they made their way back to the pack from the ice bridge. Resin confided some of her dreams to Attican to which he tried to explain what he could. Everyone has pretty much polished off the mammoth. Ash and River are scouting ahead of the pack for when they leave in the morning. Grimshaw is a straggler to look out for and there is potentiality for drama to come up with the "darkness" maybe coming. At the moment everyone is resting now - Attican a ways out from the group of the pack, Ahote and Resin near each other, and Curse not that far away from them either.}}

[myth;]

(I was accepted via private message incase anyone was wondering why I suddenly appeared. ^-^ )

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Holly
15 winters . fae . alone
The Unpredictable Loner

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♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ life is a game... checkmate ♟ ♞ ♝ ♜ ♛ ♚

It was getting colder and Holly could barely feel her paws. Snow clung to her thick white coat and formed into icicles as Holly's ebbing heat snuck from her malnourished body.
The lone fae would usually just have enough to eat but for some reason the pack she had been trailing behind had moved on. At first the fae was petrified that she would be left to be the last wolf or starve! So she had set out to find any traces of them, but lost the track.
That leads to her current predicament, far behind the pack and all but starved. Whimpering, Holly forced her body to move faster, longer so she might have some hope of finding the pack wolves.

After what felt like forever of trudging through snow and cowering before gusting winds, Holly smelt blood and picked up the pace. Her body seemed to find new strength with the promise of food, so she broke into a weak run. Then the polished bones of a mammoth loomed infront of her and her heart drooped.
When will my torture end? she thought, whimpering to herself.
Little did she know of the pack, she had been searching for, that lead resting a few mammoth lengths from her.

[Soriams]

Ahote
Male | 36 | Fighter
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Ahote smiled to Resin, thinking that to hear her laugh was one of the best sounds on earth. Like every member of the pack, he cared for her greatly and wanted only to see her happy. For the Alpha, those times of joy only ever seemed to greet her in passing, and often at the success of the pack rather than from within. The death of her mate must weigh heavily on her, a pain on a scale that Ahote could only imagine as he had never taken a mate. It had been hard enough to see the pain in his pack-mate's eyes after the accident, to have had such tragedy brought upon him directly would have destroyed him. For Resin though, she faced it with such great fortitude that he couldn't help but admire her for it. As she finished speaking about Curse, Ahote nodded, agreeing with her. "Yes, I agree. There is a goodness in her that has survived in spite of everything that has tried to bury it. Such a thing should not be left to slip away," he responded, thinking that his words sound rather like those of a Keeper, instead of a washed up alpha. That stray thought prompted him to chuckle quietly, shaking his head at himself. "At any rate, I know that pack life will do any wolf some good."

For a time then, both of their thoughts turned inward, and Ahote lay his head back down on his paws. Whereas Resin looked off into the distance, he stared at the snow just past the tip of his nose where his breath had melted it into a lacework of ice. For a while, he simply watched as each breath added more crystals to it, almost as though it were a living thing, feeding off of him. Until a sudden yawn overtook him and he lifted his head once more, stretching his forelegs as far out in front of them as he can before relaxing once more.

When Resin began to speak, Ahote turned to look at her, feeling the gravity of her words. At first, he kept his silence, not answering her question until she spoke again, his amber eyes meeting her sulphur ones. For a long moment after she spoke he held her gaze, considering what she had said carefully. "Everyone carries secrets, Resin. Even a tiny pup has things they keep only for themselves. It is only when they become too great to carry that we must give them up," he said, tilting he head thoughtfully for a moment before continuing. "My Ke..." he began, but stopped, clearing his throat. "A Keeper I used to know said that and Alpha carries all the secrets that are too great for the rest of the pack, and it is for them to choose which will stay hidden. So, I guess you must decide, does the danger come in the knowing, or the telling?" Ahote seemed to clam up then, seeming a bit overwhelmed by memories.

Ahote would have stayed like that, as he let Resin consider his words, but a jerky movement caught his attention and he looked up. Mirage was up and moving around, and seemed to be bothered by something. The young black wolf was normally quite graceful, and the odd movement made him curious. From the way he looked back over his shoulder, he suspected he must have been watching something. For now though, Resin had his ear and his attention, and the fighter simply shakes it off, looking back to his Alpha.

[Resin]

((Sure. Whatever you'd like to do, Punk. (: ))

Resin-Alpha Female-30 Summers

For a time Resin pondered Ahote's final question, then eventually broke her silence. "The problem lies in both the knowing and the telling. Should I tell them, they may not follow me South. Should I keep this secret, I may be endangering the lives of everyone that looks to me for safety and guidance." One dark ear flicked, as was her way. "I will be traveling South whether or not anyone else follows me. I wouldn't like leaving everyone, but it's something I would have to do. I'm compelled to go."
Inside, Resin felt stuck. There was one path for her: South. There were multiple paths for everyone else. They could return North and die. They could go East or West and they may have a chance for a while. They could go South and possibly die. Inner turmoil abounded. She didn't know exactly how to go about this. Not telling the pack the things that she knew felt like lying, which was something that she didn't do.
"I suppose I should try to get at least a little rest. We're leaving early in the morning. The mammoth is skin and bones by now and the pack will be hungry again soon." Moving passed Ahote, she spoke softly. "Goodnight, Ahote." She appreciated his open ear but, in the end, it was her decision. She had to sort this out in her own mind and she had all night to do it since she doubted sleep would come easy.
Padding past Mirage, Resin nodded to him, noting the worried expression on his face. "Something bothering you, Mirage?" She was ready to settle down and sleep, but the well being of a pack member took precedence. Stopping, she stood in place, waiting for a response.

[Soriams]

(I'm so sorry I haven't been posting much. I have little muse when I have time, and I have little time when I have muse. >.<
I scanned the posts but a basic recap would still help me.)

((If you'd like, Ahote is free, and basically sitting next to Xani if you'd like that for an opening to come back in.))

Ahote
Male | 36 | Fighter
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Ahote listened to everything Resin had to say, and wished that somehow he could help her carry this burden. Finally, it became too much for him and he pushed himself back up to his feet and stepped closer to her. "Resin, I meant what I said before. We follow you, all of us, because we trust you. No one, not even the wisest keeper can see the future. All we can do is trust that we know what is right... Until proven otherwise," he said, pressing his head into her chest for a brief moment, the motion like a friendly hug of encouragement. Yet, Resin would know better than anyone that his words held no small amount of bitterness. There is no doubt that he believed what he said, but that doesn't change the harshness of the manner in which he learned this lesson.

Stepping back from her, Ahote offered Resin a gentle smile and nodded, "Yes, a little bit of rest would be good for all of us. Sweet dreams, Alpha, he replied to her parting, fully knowing the irony of his words. However, if ever there were a wish he had for her, it was this. She deserved at least a little peace in her own mind.

At that, Ahote watched her walk away, pleased that she would stop to speak to Mirage. He worried a bit for the young omega and hoped that whatever troubled him, Resin could help him with. While he watched, an odd sound caught his ears and the swiveled back behind him. It sounded almost like a whine coming from the trail he had followed here with the others, but as far as he knew, there was no one that far out. Whatever it was though, it seemed to be just outside of his hearing and he eventually shrugged it off. Weariness found him again, and Ahote returned to his bed, taking a moment to dig it out a little wider before laying down again. Stretching out so that he faced Xani's grey and black fur.

[BlackJaguar]

{{I just wanna give a heads up that my status online will be a bit dodgey for the next few days. I got a LOT of stuff going on, but I'll get on when I can to post. (Lately though they've all been resting so I've been pretty okay. lol) Anyways I'll be on at least once a day to post whatever I need to. I'll be back Tuesday to my normal amount. c:}}

[Resin]

((Gotcha. No worries. Things are a bit slow at the moment since I'm trying to give everyone a chance to interact and post. So take your time. It'll give me an opportunity to think up some more events to throw in the mix. If anyone has any ideas about what they'd like to see, by the way, shoot me a pm.))