Divided We Stand (A Packs Roleplay, OPEN and ACCEPTING)

[The Royal Mirage]

((Same for me, I have chiro in the morning as well. I'll be on for a little while longer though I think ^^ Night wolf))

((Sidenote, it'll be about a week rp time before they travel to the Southern camp, and knowing this group, a week will take a while to rp XD))

((Nevermind, gotta go after this post >< try not to go too far without me, kay guys? Be good ))

Opal's eyes widened, her bright smile turning to a surprised grin at the nudge. Brutes never touched her.. well no, that's a lie. Correction, brutes never touched her in that way. Not even her father really, though the touch was clearly platonic. She felt a warmth in her shoulder, her smile calming into her usual sweet grin. "You don't know how relieved I am to hear that," she murmured still a bit shocked, her voice sounding oddly dazed. "Glass is so hard to work with..." The magenta-eyed fae trailed off a moment, head tilted in lingering curiosity, though she longed to ask no questions. Blinking a couple times, she gazed out the door, then to Finch. "Shall we go then?"

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The sandy fae hadn't even noticed Quinn's pelt had been in a similar state to her own, she had only felt the odd longing for female companionship. Something that had been bothering her ever since the first inkling that the full moon was returning. Instead of returning her words, Ruby simply stood, motioning with a grin for Quinn to join her as she padded in the direction of the cool river that ran through the forest's depths.

((I'm fine with skipping, though I won't be able to rp Lilith or Maia until I'm back tomorrow. Nighty nights))

[Nellas]

((Ah, you know, it really is getting late for me as well, especially since I have a busy day with family stuff tomorrow. I'll be busy for a lot of the next couple days but I will be able to reply in the mornings and evenings mostly.
Goodnight everyone, and thank you all <3))

[-goldleaf-]

In truth, Fenrick had never had to buy bread or pastries in his life. At first it had been because the best baker in the pack had once been sweet with his father, and since his father always did the grocery shopping, Fen had been given secret free snacks whenever he went along. But ever since the bakers daughter had taken over on the sales front, he had sweetened his own way into getting the free snacks. One of which he was now delicately unraveling, shoulder pressed against some leather crafting shop or another as his gaze stayed fixed to the sea glass mobile hanging from the little overhang of the shop across from him. His mismatched eyes caught on the bits of colored light that was cast from the slowly spinning glass shards. He had made this one himself, sold in the previous summer but holding his still-present signature touches. But it wasn't like he did a lot of them anymore, or like anyone else in the pack made such simple and inexpensive pieces, so he took no real comfort in recognizing his own work. Fens eyes flashed as he dropped his gaze, licking his lips as he finished off the last bits of his cinnamon roll, attention skipping lazily from wolf to wolf as he looked around the slowly buzzing camp.

Aspen pranced forward from her place a bit behind the rest of the hunting party, nipping Sam's ear as he himself tipped forward into motion to follow the now-leaving Sparrow. Her bold bit of laughter was snatched up in the wind in response to his missed half-stern swipe. She put on a layer of speed to her leggy stride in surprise as he darted after her in pursuit. This bit of playful chase was unlike him in such public that included not only the alphess but also two members of the more elite in hunting terms. Perhaps the wind had infected him with a bit of freeness that had caught the other three.

With nimble paw placement, Sam caught up with Aspen by the time they had reached the base of the outcropping of the meeting place. She drifted away from him just as he came up to hover beside her, her laugh again dancing through the air as he took a wild step in making a swipe at her mid-stride, rearing back to make his aim. It was purely fool play, and he was rewarded with a little smile thrown to him as he sped to catch up with Swallow. He didn't pass her up however, coming to slow to match her easy hunters lope just off to her left flank. While his brows were too forward drawn to show the blue of his eyes by default, there was a certain lack of his usual surly frown.

[spiff]

((You guys are moving so quickly! What's this about traveling to the southern camp?))

[Nellas]

((Wolves are going to start traveling to the southern camp for the full moon in a week of rp days, so they're just preparing or talking about it for the most part.
If you want to jump in, Sakki, there's a handful of wolves eating around the kills in the Western Forest, a hunting party setting out in the Northern mountains, and just smaller stuff in the Eastern Shores but its pretty open so hop right it c: ))

[The Royal Mirage]

((I have some time before I need to go for chiro, did you guys want to skip the hunting party to the herd now? Also for Sak, I have Delano free in his den, pulling feathers off a sea hawk And Gemini seems to be free as well, just making plans for the trip in his den))

[Nellas]

((I'm fine with skipping to the herd, but I won't be back in about 8 hours))
(('pologies, this is all I had time to write for now))

Finch let out a couple notes of easy laughter, bending to put the basket of glass pieces on a shelf beneath the counter once more with a simple movement that didn't belie his grace. His gaze caught hers sharply at the sound of her voice, in concern, perhaps, at the dazed tone, but he let it go and instead offered her his usual crooked grin. "Glass can be hard to work with," he admitted with a wry flicker in the depths of his amber eyes, remembering many shattered or sunken pieces in the past, "but it's not actually that hard to pick up on, just takes a while to set the techniques and all." His stomach flipped in anticipation, the only thing he'd really done today was eat breakfast and deliver a finished order to the client's house, how pleasant it would be to stretch his legs for real along the beach. "Yes, let's," extending a lean forearm to push open the door for her while in the same breath twisting to grab a small, cushioned satchel, putting it in a larger one among empty cloth drawstring bags. "Let's go around the back way, it's quicker," Finch added, brows quirking upwards in a whimsical way.

[The Royal Mirage]

((I need to leave soon anyways, I think we can wait to skip))

Opal nodded, though not before her deep pink eyes could catch on his. A flicker passed between them, and the snowy fae felt a twinge of sadness stir inside of her as she gazed back at the amber orbs. Amber.. She looked away, putting on a smile as she followed Finch to the back of his shop. His words sunk in, and she forced herself to listen instead of wonder where her lost twin might be. It had been more than a year since Amber had gone missing after all.. it wasn't like Opal wasn't used to disappointment concerning finding her. "I'm well aware - my attempts have all shattered or come out warped," she explained, in an albeit quieter tone, her neck arched once again in the polite, withdrawn pose of their culture.

[spiff]

((I haven't gone through all of your posts since there's just so much stuff to read through, so correct me if I get a detail wrong. I'm kind of confused about who's in the hunting party, and who's doing the eating in the Western Forest, though, since I don't think I picked up on any of that in the past couple pages.))

With the wolves of his pack scattered amongst themselves, Kade had found himself with a distinct lack of company since he'd woken. As such, he currently strode through the camp, proud head held high as he scanned the vicinity for someone to spend the day with, his trademark swagger marking each step. Such a strut coming from the alpha of the pack might normally discourage anyone from approaching him, but the wolves of the Eastern Shore were used to such behavior from him. It was, he knew, a subject of disapproval, especially from the other two packs. His youth and relative inexperience, combined with the arrogance that was so great it leaked into his every movement, was reason enough for many to believe that the old alpha should have put the beta as his successor, as was the tradition anyway.
Speaking of Delano...
Kade made a beeline for the other wolf's den. He didn't exactly expect him to be there as most of the other wolves seemed to be out and about, but as luck would have it, Delano seemed to just have gotten back, as was evidenced by the sea hawk he was currently skinning. "That poor bird," Kade remarked as he stepped in, not bothering with a greeting. "What did it ever do to you to deserve such treatment?"

[The Royal Mirage]

Delano glanced up as the alpha strode into his 'humble abode' (aka a hole in the ground outside of camp). "It crossed my path while I was hungry," the beta explained simply, finishing with the feathers before neatly tearing off a leg to chew. It was obvious the brute didn't exactly fit into the odd society of wolves, though no one really had the courage (or the stupidity) to tell him to leave. He himself wouldn't admit he had stowed away in his den out of pure anti-sociality. He tore meat from bone in one fell swoop, before remembering his 'manners' and shoving the half-eaten carcass towards the alpha. "It ain't cooked, but meat is meat," he muttered by way of invitation, his dark bangs covering bored emerald orbs.