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xxxxxx▶ age: three years || rank: loner || crush: none || tags: open || offspring: carrying ||
status: entering the territory
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the fae hadn't eaten in weeks, only carcass left behind by other animals but it wasn't enough for her and the pups. her winter coat was keeping her warm, but it was hard to keep going with so little energy. there hadn't been any scarp of food around for days and she hadn't felt the pups moving around in a few weeks which was scaring her. they usually were moving around quite a lot each day. she was starting to loose hope, she was starting to give up on herself. but the voice inside her head that sounded like her mate told her to keep going. she didn't know where she was going, but she hoped to stumble into somewhere that would offer her food. not just for her but her pups. the risk of howling will cause draw to much attention towards herself, she remained quiet while dragging her paws along the freshly laid snow. she tripped up in the snow, possibly falling over a rock or roots. but, at this point she didn't want to get up, she couldn't force herself. but the voice inside her head kept telling her to keep moving, she wondered why. she opened her eyes to look ahead of her, there was nothing around. no trace of other wolves being around her no animals, just nothing. what was the point to keep going. however, the voice kept telling her to go which made her growl a little inside. she got up and carried on going, dragging her paws against the white snow.

xxxxxxxxxxxshe had been walking all night and all day, but this voice wasn't giving her a rest. her legs started to shake as if they were going to give way anytime soon and that would be it, it would be over for her. "please just let me rest now" she told herself, but she knew if she just closed her eyes then maybe she'll never wake up again. she came across a small lake but from her view it was rather large. she carried on walking towards it and took a sip of the cool liquid until she collapsed beside it. she needed to rest now, her legs were tired and she felt she couldn't go on any longer. she looked at her reflection seeing how thin her face was. if it wasn't for her fluffy winter fur you'll be able to see her ribs but her fur manged to hide it. she then turned her attention towards her balloon like stomach, she gave it a gentle nudge just enough so they would be able to feel it. she waited a while to see if they respond but, she got nothing not even a wiggle. she knew from there, there as no hope for them. she felt so guilty that she didn't manage to keep them alive, she made a promise to her mate she would but she knew it would be too tough for her. but the pups were the last thing she had of her mate, and now she would have nothing.

xxxxxxxxxxxthe female closed her eyes to rest them but had the thought of her pups in her head, and her mate. she wished they could be happy together once again but this dream would never happen. she laid on the cold surface, with her eyes shut with no more energy to move.

[Eyrmia]

[ I haven't read through every single post so I apologize if I get something wrong. ^^' ]

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[ male • nine years • servant ] [ tagged;; neonius, open • mentioned;; jamison ]

Ajax had always been an early riser. He poked his nose out of his den, but quickly withdrew when he heard the crunch of footsteps. Jamison. He had no intention of confronting the advisor right then. His burrow was warm and comfy, completely the opposite of the outside world, but there was no way he was going back to sleep. Once a morning bird, always a morning bird. After enough time passed that Jamison was no longer the only wolf outside, Ajax slunk from his den and into the white powder.

He hated snow. It was cold, wet, and all-around unpleasant. It seeped into his fur, despite his heavy winter coat, and he halfheartedly shook to get it off. It came back, though, and he gave up. He scanned the den area, observing all the wolves currently within its boundaries, and caught sight of Neonius chewing on a hare carcass. His own belly grumbled in protest, but he ignored it and padded over to the other servant.

"Good morning," he said softly, dropping to his haunches beside the other wolf. He didn't mind either way if Neonius wanted to talk; he felt fine just sitting there. Instead, he directed his gaze back around the dens, watching for any other wolves looking for a servant to bully.

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[ female • two years • knight ] [ tagged;; none, open • mentioned;; nanook ]

Sanura, on the other hand, was definitely not a morning person. Unfortunately for her, the opening to her den faced the east. Even though it was winter, the morning sun still pierced her eyelids and forced her awake, blinking and groggy. It wasn't long before she staggered out of her den…and immediately face-planted in the snow. She yanked herself out of the bank and shook her fur out. At least now she was completely awake.

She glanced up at the king's cave, surprised to see that he wasn't out yet. It was a rare day indeed when Sanura wasn't the last one out of her den. Then she snuck a look at Nanook's den…the fae didn't appear to be awake, either. A shame; Sanura was going to ask her on a hunting trip. That thought yanked Sanura back to reality. Her stomach snarled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten for days. It wasn't fun being on the lower end of pack hierarchy, though at least she wasn't a servant.

Since Remus wasn't out yet, she decided to make her way out of the den area. She may not have been a hunter, but she could still provide for herself. Winter was her favorite season of the year. Her white coat blended in almost perfectly with the snow. The air itself felt cleaner and crisper. Winter weaned out the weakest wolves, and while it did have a shorter supply of prey, Sanura had never had trouble eating before.

A shiver of excitement struck her as she passed out of the den area, and she resisted the urge to break into a sprint. The mountains were silent, relaxed. She began padding deeper into their territory, alert for any signs of prey.

[we leaving]

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❝brute // 5 // tags - nakoma ♞♞♞ // mentions - ♞♞♞❞

scutum couldn't bear this coldness. it felt like it got out of hand, which annoyed the brute. scutum sighed and knew he couldn't stay in the den all day or it could get worse, so he stepped out of the den. he suddenly cocked his head around to see a fae, the commanding huntsman, nakoma, approach him. a small, soft smile crept up from his lips. "commander nakoma," he greeted, nodding at the commander slightly. scutum snorted at the question that nakoma shot out at him. "i slept pretty well... despite the coldness and my lips getting numb." he sighed. "uh, how about you?"

[tooru]

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[ the king ] [ tagged: jamison, zavia ]

xxxRemus had been awake for a while now, and just hadn't felt quite up to rising. He knew that winter was approaching, and that meant a great deal of many things. In his smaller, previous pack, food has never been an issue. Even if one or two wolves had decided that they wanted pups, there had never been any problem. That had been one of the good things of having less power. However, he still did not regret the decision to take over this pack and merge it with his own. Although some of them, he was sure, were bitter traitors to him and all those who he had dragged with him, he still had a responsibility. To keep everyone alive until proven that they should die. But still, the choice about what to do in regards to the coming winter torrent was not an easy one, and he wasn't entirely sure yet on what course of action he should take. He could hear the slightest commotion somewhere near his den, which finally inspired the wolf to rise to his paws. A quick glance around his den revealed that some snow had made its way in overnight, and his frosty breath emerging definitely screamed cold.

xxxStepping carefully outside, he could see the forms of Jamison and Zavia mere pawsteps away. They seemed as though they were bickering about something, although about what the king couldn't be sure. They didn't seem to notice him at first, but once they finally did they finally quieted down. He could feel his pitch paws leaving indents in the thick snow behind him, crunching the substance down into obedience. Drawing closer, and then finally to a halt beside his advisor, he allowed a few words to emerge from his muzzle in greeting. "Jamison, Zavia." He had never been good at providing proper 'references' to others, instead preferring to just call them directly by their names. It not only assured his overarching authority, but also provided a sense that he knew the others personally, and not just by their pack ranking, which often seemed to make the others feel more inclined to share things with him. "I can only assume that you were searching for me, considering how close you are to my den?"

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[ the knight ] [ tagged: lucifer ]

xxxNanook awoke to bitter cold biting relentlessly at her skin. The nest that she had taken so much time to dig for herself the previous night was now completely covered in snow. For a moment, only the briefest of seconds, she considered remaining there. To stay snuggled under the hypothermia-inducing blanket of white, alone with only her own thoughts and the quiet of the muffled substance around her. But that would simply not do - someone would get worried and come to dig her out, and then she would be in trouble. Too much trouble for a few more hours of peace to be worth it. So instead she strained her muscles and pushed upward to stand, surface of the snow breaking and clumps falling to the ground around her as they slid off of her pelt with a thunk.

xxxShaking off the last few flakes, she licked at her grey fur a few times in an effort to appear cleaner. Glancing around, she considered what to do next. It didn't take long for her stomach to growl in dissatisfaction, and she knew she should probably dig up something to eat. However, that was what she did every morning. And after so many months of doing so, the solitary nature of her schedule was driving her nearly insane. So instead her eyes landed on Lucifer, who lay only mere pawsteps away. Turning, she surveyed the snow for signs of where she had buried her food. Finally finding the area, she dug into the flurry of freezing snow to reveal a squirrel's small corpse. Gently picking it up with her mouth, Nanook turned her head curiously back towards Lucifer's form lying on the snow. Taking only a heartbeat to think of her actions, she padded quickly over to him, tail wagging slightly behind her, nearly frozen prey dangling from her jaws. Reaching him, she sat cautiously next to him before speaking, ready to stand and leave if he so desired for her to do so. "Morning Commander Lucifer, do you wanna split my squirrel with me? I'm not sure I could eat a whole one by myself."

[Gypaetus Barbatus]

the wolf.
name;; lucifer.
age;; five.
gender;; male.
rank;; noble, commanding huntsmen.

pack info.
crush;; -
friends;; to be determined.

happening
surroundings;; den area.
mentioned;; remus.
tagged;; nanook.

Embarrassing himself by licking snow, he wasn't aware of the wolf approaching him. He jumped as a voice came up right beside him and Lucifer looked up, then relaxed and sighed at himself. How stupid he most look right now, and that as a commanding Huntsmen. Lucifer felt embarrassed, but shrugged it off anyway.

He sat up and looked at the squirrel dangling from her jaws. "I wouldn't mind a bite," he said, offering her a kind smile. "You couldn't eat a whole squirrel by yourself? Shame on you," he joked. He wondered if that was a funny joke? Or perhaps it wasn’t? Lucifer wasn’t too much of a joker. He enjoyed them though, most of the time. Not always.

He dug his feet into the snow and quickly glanced over the area, noticing Remus awake, before focusing back on Nanook. "Yeah, I'd love a bite, why not. Thank you for offering." He smiled brightly at her.

[ShoeShoe]

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role; commanding
knight
tags; riya
mentions; nakoma, scutum,
sanura,remus, jamison, zavia
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As cal laid in the nobles' den, distractedly paying attention to Nakoma and Scutum's conversation, he began to grow restless. Supposedly, Remus was to be giving some sort of announcement to the pack this morning, but the King had yet to awaken and the brute was becoming impatient. The king never seemed to care if he kept others waiting, and it was nearing the middle of the morning. All of the pack had awoken by now, and keeping them waiting in the snow while things could be being done,frustrated cal. He was a wolf who liked to get up and get moving early on in the day, not wait around for some more than likely commonsense speech.

Grumbling to himself, the tri-colored brute rose to his paws and made his way out of the den. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Sanura take off down the rocky slope. She was one of the younger wolves in the pack, and seemed to always think she could escape without being seen. However, Cal noticed everything, and he was curious as to where one of his knights was headed. Glancing at cave where Remus slept, and watching as "his highness" exited only to immediately converse with what looked to be Zavia and Jamison, Cal figured he had a bit of time before the king's address. With a frown, he began to descend the rocky slope after Sanura.

The commanding knight followed behind the white fae, making sure to keep his distance so she wouldn't sense his presence. As they crept closer to the lake, his nostrils caught another scent on the wind - that of another fae, but one which did not belong to his pack.Breaking away from Sanura's trail, the brute traversed through the snow, following the scent of the unknown fae. He stepped into the opening wherein resided the lake, his golden eyes immediately zoning in on a collapsed bundle of brown fur in the snow. A low growl escaped the commanding knight's muzzle, as he crept closer to the still forming, his eyes scanning the territory around him for any other signs of stray wolves. The form didn't even flinch at the brute's warning growl.

Arriving at the fae's side, Cal noted that she was seemingly unconscious from what looked to be darn near starvation. Her bones were showing through even her thickened fur, but her stomach was swollen with pups. Careful not to touch her, and knowing she would be of no harm to him, the brute took a few steps back and sat back on his haunches, his piercing gaze locked on the fae as he spoke in a commanding tone, "Get up."

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xxxxxx▶ age: three years || rank: loner || crush: none || tags: calorn || offspring: carrying ||
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the female laid there, in and out of consciousness the young fae was finding it hard to stay awake she was afraid she closed her eyes for too long she'll never wake up again. but, why should she care? she's already failed her mate, she had lost her pups the only thing she had left of him that kept her going. "is it time to give up now?" she asked herself but the voice inside her head told her not to. that voice inside her head kept her sane, the voice sounded like her mate which gave her more of a push. the voice of her mate was gentle but masculine. she kept having visions of the her mate when she opened her eyes maybe her time was near. "tungar i'm sorry i failed you, i failed us" she told him, even know she was talking to nothing but a vision of him. as she blinked the figure of him disappeared, she was confused but closed her eyes once more.

xxxxxxxxxxxher eyes opened once again when she heard a voice, a voice similar to the one in her head but this one seemed more demanding. the brown wolf looked around to seeing a brute there, she didn't know if she was imagining this. riya blinked a few times but the figure of the brute came more clear to her. she looked around to see if there was anyone else around her, she didn't know if others were standing with him maybe going to attack her. when she had a check with her eyes she couldn't see anyone else around him. she tried to do as he wished, she pushed herself up on her front legs but her back end just dragged across the snow. she couldn't get up her front legs started to wobble and she collapsed once again, she couldn't do what he wanted. "i can't" she told the brute simply, her tone was scared but a gentle hint to it. she was scared, the last brute she met attacked her mate and felt him for dead, she didn't know what this brute wanted from her.

xxxxxxxxxxxshe didn't know whether she was trespassing in someone's territory or sense of smell was playing up lately, most of her senses were. this brute looked well fed and strong, she thought she must be treading through someones territory. she knew she would either be chased out of it but, she can't move much more.

[ShoeShoe]

this was a post but I'm an idiot and copied and pasted over it >.<

[I'm done delete me.]

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she looked towards him seeing he had no sympathy towards her, as if this wolf didn't have a heart. she wondered what she had gotten herself into, why was this wolf pushing her to get up? why just leave her here to die? however, her ear perked up when he said 'otherwise you're going to die here' does that mean he wants to save her? was there slight sympathy towards her or was it because she was carrying young. so many questions ran through her mind wondering why this wolf decided to come to her. whether or not to trust him is another question? where would he take her if she were to get up? to his alpha or was he the alpha? he can't be the alpha.... or could he? she thought to herself as she scanned his frame over with her amber eyes. he looked quite muscular, they way he held his head and positioned himself but still doesn't mean he could be alpha.

xxxxxxxxxxxthe fae found herself observing him quite a bit, he was rather handsome wolf. mixed fur of brown, white, gray, black and this eyes seemed to show no emotion whatsoever, he was hard to read this wolf. but, back to his command wanting her to get up, she tried to find the energy to do so. once again, she lifted herself from her front legs and tried to moving her back legs under her body to push herself up. she staggered but she managed to hold herself once again, but she didn't know how long she can do this for. "now what? your going to chase me out of your territory? she asked him with a hint of aggression. she had been chased out of many territories only because she was carrying someones young, they don't know how they would turn out weak or not, they wouldn't be any use to the pack. although, she didn't have anymore strength to run so she rather be left here to die if that was the case.

[Eyrmia]

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[ male • nine years • servant ] [ tagged;; neonius, open • mentioned;; jamison ]

Ajax had always been an early riser. He poked his nose out of his den, but quickly withdrew when he heard the crunch of footsteps. Jamison. He had no intention of confronting the advisor right then. His burrow was warm and comfy, completely the opposite of the outside world, but there was no way he was going back to sleep. Once a morning bird, always a morning bird. After enough time passed that Jamison was no longer the only wolf outside, Ajax slunk from his den and into the white powder.

He hated snow. It was cold, wet, and all-around unpleasant. It seeped into his fur, despite his heavy winter coat, and he halfheartedly shook to get it off. It came back, though, and he gave up. He scanned the den area, observing all the wolves currently within its boundaries, and caught sight of Neonius chewing on a hare carcass. His own belly grumbled in protest, but he ignored it and padded over to the other servant.

"Good morning," he said softly, dropping to his haunches beside the other wolf. He didn't mind either way if Neonius wanted to talk; he felt fine just sitting there. Instead, he directed his gaze back around the dens, watching for any other wolves looking for a servant to bully.

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[ female • two years • knight ] [ tagged;; calorn, riya • mentioned;; none ]

Sanura had just caught sight of a bushy, white tail, when something else drew her attention. It was almost like a whimper. It was pitiful to her ears, mournful, even. She looked away for a second, in the direction of the sound, then focused on the rabbit again…except it was gone. She stomped her paw into the snow, lamenting the loss of her hot meal.

Then she heard the sound again, and her aching belly was momentarily forgotten. She leapt from her crouched position in the snow and ran back the way she'd come. Oddly enough, Calorn's scent reached her nose, but she ignored it in favor of following the sound. Almost there, though, and she realized that Calorn's scent was still with her. He must have investigated as well.

The thought of meeting him almost stopped Sanura in her tracks. By the looks of it, he'd been following her first. Was he mad? What if she'd disappointed him? But then she heard the noise again–-this time she could tell it was a wolf––and Calorn's voice right after; curiosity won out over her fear.

She pushed through the branches, arriving in a clearing. As she approached Calorn, she lowered her head and tail, turning her gaze away. Her eyes fell on the brown fae laying in the snow. The pregnant, brown fae. Sanura glanced up at Calorn. She wouldn't help the strange wolf unless he gave the okay.