[ Since you guys are on, I'll skip to morning.]
Shadow Pack
Shadow...
Shadow lifted her head at the crack of thunder. Alarmed and confused, she whirled her head around. She then realized that it was morning; in her old camp. She smiled slightly, then reallized Black was not there, again. She sighed then stood up, shaking her pelt that seemed crisp and damp. She peeked her head outside of the rocky den to see the camp in a thin layer of water. It must have rained all night, and it still was pouring steadily. She boldly padded out, ignoring the droplets that pelted her from above. The camp was actually sheltered from above, but still large droplets filtered through the gaps and into the clearing. She observed the misty camp, her blue eyes scanning slowly, observing, taking it all in. The camp remained the same as it had when she disappeared. She noticed the fresh-kill pile was well stocked for leaf-fall. She blinked, turning her attention to the entrance. She peered around a small bush from afar, noticing a dark-colored lump in laying in about an inch of water; fast asleep. She trotted over to him. He obviously was guarding the camp entrance, and must have fallen asleep. His pelt must have been fawn when it was dry, for it was now coffee colored. She prodded him with her paw, trying to wake him. She hoped he wasn't alarmed to see a strange wolf in his camp. She loomed over him, dripping, blue eyes observing him in amusement waiting for him to wake.
Mika...
During the early morning hours when she had been awakened by thunder, she had quietly crept out of the den to the nursery where she shook herself out and watched the sleeping Isla. She seemed lonely and cold, so she had curled up around the near-apprenticed pup. She settled her head next to hers, closing her eyes and keeping her warm. It's been many moons since I last had a pup. She recalled. She then remembered that the next full moon would mark the beginning of leaf-fall, mating season. Her ears perked and her eyes opened as she realized that soon, she would be able to have another litter; if her mate wanted one. She shifted her body and fell back asleep, nose to nose with Isla.
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When morning came around, she found that water had begun to creep into the nursery, turning the sand into mud just at the entrance. She sighed and rose, turning around and beginning to kick the mud out, getting her claws dirty. She then swept the unharmed sand over the clawed hole, making it all soft again. She peeked her head outside, then decided that it was best to wait out the storm for a little while longer.
Skylar...
Skylar rolled over into her father. She grunted and stood up, clawing at her sleepy eyes. She yawned, making a high pitched noise as she did so. She nudged Conall to wake him up. A loud thunderous boom sounded and send her flying on top of Conall and her fur fluffed up. Luckily, he was still sleeping and didn't witness he ordeal. She laughed to herself nervously and to no avail, her nudges did not awaken her dark-pelted brother. She sighed and braved the camp clearing, soon becoming drenched in water. Her paws splashed in the shallow pool that was all around the clearing. She groggily trotted to the freshkill pile, continuing in her daily routine of plucking a plump rabbit and a leg from a deer; Sky and Ula's favorite. She then half ran, hhalf galloped to the medicine den, hurrying inside and stopping in the entrance. The prey flopped down and she shook herself - leaving her fur in clumps.
Dark Pack
Damion…
Damion woke up to a thundering morning. He groaned and sat up. He quickly marched outside to a light drizzle in the mountains. He crinkled his nose and backed back into his den. He was in no hurry to get his paws wet anytime soon. He sat in his den entrance; a large cavernous opening that enclosed a stone floor with a small patch of dirt where Damion slept. He watched outide, a herd of elk way in the distance of Shadow Pack territoty passed by. He blinked. He waved his tail over the stone floor, lost in thought.
Other
Jaye...
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