❄ ｗｉｎｔｅｒｓｐｅｌｌ❄ ᵃʳᶜᵗᶤᶜ ᶠᵒˣ ʳᵖ ⁻ ᶰᵒ ˡᵒᶰᵍᵉʳ ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᶤᶰᵍᵎ

[Gà.]

{Sorry I kinda disappeared - still have a lot of homework and went hunting this weekend, but I'm sneaking away for a bit ^^}

Alyeska
She opened her eyes, and took a deep breath. A new smell wafted in - the smell of spring. It was faint, but the scent brought excitement to Alyeska. It smelled like fresh grass, mixed with dirt. She jumped up, hoping to see flowers, dirt, grass, but was disappointed to see nothing but snow and a small patch of green. She went over to it and tried to dig into it - frozen, solid. She sighed, spring wasn't that far along. Her scruffy coat, showing spots of brown now, drifted in the wind. A few loose pieces blew off.

Alyeska's stomach longed for food, so she began to trot. She bent her neck and tried to pick up the smells of a vole, or old, frozen food. She caught a scent of some older food she'd buried a while ago. Ferociously, Alyeska dug as fast as she could, only to find some bones. She took one and started to chew on it, but soon realized it wouldn't fill her. She layed her head down, wishing for spring.

[Flame-Eye]

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|| gender: мale || age: adυlт || ѕтaтυѕ:Healthy, Content || wιтн: Alone~ ||

The brute had drawn his attention from the endless line and over towards the wastelands behind the skulk. His spot, upon a mound of snow that formed a small hill, overlooked the skulk and most of the snowdrifts around it. Dane watched as the young female padded from the forest, a sense of urgency in her stride. Though curious, the male didn't react once to her actions, nor did he take interest in her body language:

'She's panting, which incurs running. She seemed to be in fit condition, her coat ready to shed, no obvious signs of malnutrition, so she appeared to be healthy: Which means she physically could, and might well have run for a long time. Trotting would mean she would've been on the move for far to long, and her tensed body language was far to urgent for a mere trot. Which means she was sprinting. Which concurs that she was threatened or needed to go somewhere quick- Safety? Perhaps... Another fox? Might well have been... She seems to dehydrated for a sprint from a fox though- and she is sleek, which means she was fast. So it must have been another predator that chased her out...'

He studied in his mind the events of Dalia. He had become fond of doing so: with other foxes obviously... It was a pass time that demanded deep and thorough attention, attention that could otherwise be focusing on other- more painful, things... With a flick to his tail and a tiny smirk upon his maw he closed the investigation in his mind until he brought himself to speak to her at a later time...

[DreamsFlyToStarrySky]

{Honestly, anyone want to come talk to Dalia? Or anyone need a crush, or someone to crush on? Dalia's always here XD}
D A L I A

Mood: Friendly, romantic, but even more shy.
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Age: 3
With: Alone-

Dalia had nothing set on her mind apart from one thing -- who will be my mate? Actually, she had millions upon thousands things whizzing in her mind. She turned to notice a fox looking at her, curious, but she ignored him. Or, what seemed like a him. Maybe it was a she? Dalia looked down at herself. How did she look? Was something wrong? Nothing, no blood nothing. However, there was a light cut- perhaps from hitting her leg on a tree, but that didn't matter much. It wouldn't be a scar, it wasn't bleeding, and Dalia was completely positive she wouldn't die from it. For an unknown reason she felt in a romantic mood- perhaps due to what she was searching for, but she was also feeling more shy. Every time a fox looked at her, she looked back, and then immediately back to the snow.

She wondered the area for awhile, thinking only on one main subject, nothing to do with mating, nothing to do with the area round here actually, it was about the forest. Who was that fox she saved? What gender? What were they doing? Why? Did they accidently run into the bear? Where are they know? What are they doing? Were they hunting? Were they looking for someone? Or something? Too many questions, yet no answers. Dalia must figure the answers to them on her own...

[Flame-Eye]

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|| gender: мale || age: adυlт || ѕтaтυѕ:Healthy, Content || wιтн: Alone~ ||

Dane brought himself to his four, reaching out and stretching out his idling muscles. The gently pull brought a welcome relief running from his paws, along his ribs and down to his toes. He drew himself up, and stepped down into a casual pace, wandering down the mound towards the skulk. Everyone was out at this time, exploring, hunting, or gathering. He had noticed Dakota had been re-arranging the herbs in the den again... Re-arranging them into a way he did not like. If he could catch her this day, he would be sure to warn her again: The herbs stay the way he likes. Dakota was only young... But he still couldn't have the herbs all mixed together willy-nilly...

For a short moment he found himself wondering about that female: Maybe now he was on his way down he could ask her? No... That would be far too pushy. He'd simply have to wait for it to either crop up or just leave it all together... It didn't affect him in anyway. Besides, she was a hunter- she technically outranked him. If it wasn't for the whole life-saving-job of the skulk, he could swear he and Dakota would be the omega's...

[Rotten]

((Okay, I got Bogumila open...does anyone want to interact with her?
@Dreams: Dont worry, I was once in five rps with the same person by coincidence XD But then again....who wouldn't stalk me //makes a fabulous and sparkly pose// Haha, anyways that was indeed a good post you made. Keep on doing great ;3))

Zbigniew

|Zbigniew (Ze-big-kne-ew)|Nickname- Zbit|Reynard|Hunter/fighter|Currently- Trying to calm down Odin|Feeling- calm, in pain|Tags- Odin|Word Count- 672 words, 3700 characters

I'm staring at the sun again
Till everything's fading

Zbigniew was still in a bit of a daze, staring into nothing as his mind raced around in his head, not knowing what to do. He thought he heard Odin calling from afar, but the fox couldn't be sure. Everything hurt. Mainly the shoulder he landed on. It made it very hard to even just breathe from the pain. Panic was starting to rise in him almost unconsciously. It was from the helpless feeling of being a lifeless body that couldn't move. Zbigniew tried his best to calm down, thankfully the shock was fading so he was able to fight the panic down to a low level.

Come on Zbigniew...you've been through worst...

Zbigniew then heard Odin's voice again, this time it was louder, clearer....above him? With much effort, Zbigniew slowly lifted his head. The pain was excruciating, it felt like tiny sharp fangs were in his flesh, twisting and turning. But Zbigniew was able to turn his head far enough to see Odin above him, looking down and worried. Being in the presence of another fox immediately helped Zbigniew to store his fear back completely. This was merely by instinct for him. Zbigniew always acted happy and carefree around others, even when he was actually far from the feeling inside. This situation was no different to Zbigniew's instinct. He gave Odin a smile just like he normally does each day.

"...Hey Odin. Sorry for worrying you...It's only the beginning of the day and I'm already off to a rocky start. Guess it's not Fall anymore huh?" he said in a hoarse voice, saying each word slowly and taking breaks as he spoke. His last two sentences were suppose to be jokes. However, as usual, his jokes were bad and didn't make much sense.

While we're in this situation, let's quickly go over Zbigniew's relationship with Odin. Zbigniew was here way before Odin and though many were (and some still), intimidated by Odin's appearance, Zbigniew wasn't fazed at all and from the moment he arrived Zbigniew would chatter and follow him around. In his opinion, it seemed like at first it kinda irritated Odin quite a lot, but it seemed to fox grew use to his presence and energy. He and Odin also are both hunters/fighters. Often the two got paired up together for hunts and such. It was very hard to work with each other at first, the two just weren't in sync. But as time passed, the two could read each other better and because of this more food was brought back to the skulk and they proved to have good teamwork when it comes to fighting. It didn't mean the two were a perfect combination, but they were pretty good. Zbigniew thinks of Odin as a very good friend, a little brother of sorts. Odin reminded him of his only brother that survived from his childhood. He loved that brother very much. Of course he's never said this to Odin or to anyone else for that matter. Anyways, Zbigniew is protective of Odin and is always willing to do a favor for the reynard and to have his back and to support him. He can't speak for how Odin see's their relationship but this was what it was like for Zbigniew.

Back to reality, Zbigniew has finally calm down completely. He cast another glance at Odin to see how he was doing. The fox was indeed panicking. Zbigniew decided it was time to take control and to guide the fox.

"...Look, Odin...I need you to take a deep breath and calm down. Calm down and listen okay? Look me in the eye. Focus." He said to him, his voice was very calm and he seemed to have quite a serious look on his face and he was no longer smiling. Even the carefree Zbigniew could be serious. What Zbigniew had that Odin didn't was experience. When you get to his age you will have gone through many scary ordeals. You learn how to take them calmly and think rationally.

[DreamsFlyToStarrySky]

{Hmm... DEPENDS. MWAHHAHAHAHA. Dalia may interact with your BOGUMILA, but, I'm OK with her all alone... NYAYHAHAHA I'm so confused... Uh, was that either a stupidity attack, or, a laughing attack? I need answers D:

@Meta, really? Your poses really aren't impressing me... The camera has not enough memory to waste on your pathetic movements. I must move on... Find another player to stalk... MWAHAHHAHAHA. Ok, now I seriously sound evil TANKYO TANKYO SO MUCH! (That was my stupid way of saying thankyou :3 ) }

D A L I A

Mood: Unable to describe---
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Age: 3
With: Alone-

Dalia ran around, simply searching for a possible water source. After all, she wasn't in the mood to starve herself. She was rather in a... Lonely, shy, weird, romantic, isolated, happy and joyful mood. All those emotions jumbled into one. What mood does that describe, in one? Indescribable. But, it wasn't one of those where your so happy you could leap over the moon. Is that even possible? As a fox? Or is it only for cows? Anyways, Dalia continued to search for any water source she could find. Trotting round didn't tire her out much, nor did it waste her energy, it simply just made her throat ever so dry- meaning now she could barely speak. Dalia decided that the only reasonable thing she could do was lick the snow. Or eat it, whichever way you'd prefer. It wasn't exactly the same thing as water, but it was quite alike. It was just partly frozen water, and it would almost immediately melt in her mouth, so, it is water.

It didn't take much to fulfil Dalia's thirst bar, only a few mouthful's. The strange thing Dalia discovered was that beneath the snow- or water should I say- was dirt, stone and grass. Tiny pieces of grass, dead. It wasn't edible, and it probably wouldn't taste that good, so Dalia decided not to attempt eating it. It wouldn't do anything good to her. No, maybe even poison little Dalia, and Dalia simply couldn't afford such terrible death. And then was the stone- the hard, solid stone. It was covered in dust and dirt, but if you rapidly dig it then beneath the dirt will lay the stone. The stone didn't taste nice neither. It tasted... of metal, and metal wasn't a great thing to find, as it would probably lead to humans, or, two-legs. They would probably kill poor Dalia too, and Dalia truly didn't want that to happen. The dirt, was dry and crumbly. It also made Dalia's paws ever so messy- but Dalia didn't mind. It was only a bit of mud, and what would that do? Nothing much, and Dalia didn't mind it one bit. It didn't taste nice neither, it tasted like the grass, if she would have tried it. After all, it did have tiny pieces scattered in it.

So, after doing a mini taste test, Dalia discovered that none of the substances below the snow were edible- well, they were edible, but not that delicious. A rodent was far better than the dirt, grass and stone. Perhaps the snow would melt soon? Nah, don't be silly Dalia, the snow won't melt for awhile...

* Characters: 2400 Words: 439 Sentences: 40 Paragraphs: 3 Avg. Sentence Length: 11*

[raezel]

( i'm extremely sorry for my lack of posting. school's getting in the way and i'm having a writer's block and i'm just having personal issues that are distracting me. feel free to go on without me, i just ask for a recap every once an a while i guess.)