[☠] the ｅｂｏｎｗｏｏｄ pack (open!)

[MidnightBlossom]

Bane
Shaman▪Male▪3 years▪Leonberger▪Tags; Dakota, Sebastian

Bane whimpered in his dreams as his owner once more raised a hand at him. The pain was excruciating but he knew better than to retaliate- it never ended well for him. Just as his dream was reaching the worst part it flashed to him escaping later that evening. He had ran through the door when his owners daughter arrived and he didn't stop once to look back; there was nothing left for him to go back too. Once he reached the forest the gloomy trees blurred around him as his mind travelled to the next part of his dream. Suddenly Bane jolted awake to the sound of Sebastians voice. He always had been a light sleeper. The pups soft voice lulled the Leonberger from his deep slumber and he carefully opened his expressive, golden eyes to survey his surroundings. His large form was curled up tightly on a small patch of dried leaves, the warm sun shone down on his broad head in welcome. Bane stretched out his muscular front legs and opened his huge, black maw in a yawn, his sharp teeth gleaming in the suns rays. Bane could have been a pack fighter due to his size and strength but found that instead of hurting other creatures, he wanted to help them. Even though Bane is a peaceful brute he can still hold his own, as he has done one to many times before.

Bane stood, shaking out his long, sandy fur before turning to look towards Dakota and Sebastian. "Good morning" his deep bark rang through the woods as he spoke. His calm tone announcing his presence as he lifted his large, heavy paws in the direction of the two dogs. Dakota was lying on her back causing Bane to tilt his head slightly to the side before releasing a deep chuckle. The fae always was unique in her ways. Looking around, Bane wondered what he could do today as no-one needed attending too. Perhaps he could run over a few more herbal remedies with Sebastian.

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Jasmine
Pup▪Female▪6 Months▪Aussie/ Border Collie▪Tags; Jager

Jasmine's pointed, white ears twitched as an unwelcome sound invaded them. She always was one to hate waking up in the mornings. Although she recognised Jagers blunt tone, the fae took her time to stretch out her lanky legs before standing on her delicate paws. Her grey eyes landed on the pointers awkward form and she wished once more that he would be more relaxed around her, the pup was getting sick of having one-sided conversations. However, sometimes she did appreciate his silence, it was nice to have a break from all the packs chatter and simply enjoy anothers company.

Jasmine lightly wagged her soft, white tail as the long strands of gleaming fur danced around her. "What have you got planned for us today?" She asked softly, getting straight to the point. Formal greetings were just a waste of time with Jager due to his closed off personality. Jazz sat on the soft earth as her stomach growled, her huge eyes looked up to Jager expectantly. The pup was in need of breakfast and lucky for her, she was learning to be quite the skilled hunter. Jasmine's speed, agility and leathe form made her naturally gifted at catching prey. And although she wasn't much of a fighter, she made up for it in her ability to dodge attacks quickly. Jasmine loved to train with her mentor, even though all she usually got was a nod of aknowledgement- it was enough for her.

[Butter Dragon]

phabien

rank;; fighter ❤ age;; four years ❤ location;; camp ❤ tags;; jasmine & jäger
Phabien trotted into camp with a bound in his step, had he been in a field he would have looked more like a giant bunny then a dog. He had a special excitement in his eyes, he had waited for hours for the rest of the pack to be awake. He had never been one to enjoy things alone, he could usually occupy himself for a little while but boredom would quickly set in and his playful spirit would get the better of him. As he reached the fighter's den he heard the familiar voice of Jasmine. He trotted to the opening taking no notice of the others who may have been sleeping. He wagged his tail with excitement and said, far louder then was appropriate for the morning,
"Hello Jasmine! Oh,"
He paused as his eyes drifted to jäger.
"Am I interrupting something?"
His tail slowed down as excitement faded, his eyes lost a bit of glow. Could the pack never just enjoy the morning? Did it have to be work all of the time?

[margiela]

Age: three years
Gender: female
Role: commander
breed: white german shepherd
Tags : open

Capo awoke to the bristling of the wind and leaves as they passed by her ears
"Another windy day" her remarks weren't always the best. Her ignorance and
bravery gave her that role as commander. She sniffed the other dogs and fol
lowed the scent, "I guess hunting would feed me, boring times.." her eyes dart
ted to a red as she saw a white bunny run by. She bolted her legs, the wind
flowing her white mane, she snatched the rabbit in one run quickly breaking
the poor little thing's neck. She munched down on the red meat staring at
the others and snarled. "Don't touch my food you runts' she growled hoping
they would hear her and back away. Capo wasn't the friendliest dog in the
pack mostly the most stubborn out of all of them. Never sharing goods or
even good hunts. Sure she was the commander but she acted most like a
lone wolf. Capo had finished her meal getting up and walking back to the
the rest she paced herself giving each and everyone one of them a growl
making sure they knew their place. "Talk to me and get bitten" she said as
heartless as she could . In her head she felt powerful, she liked the idea.