The Bitter Snows (Wolf RP, accepting!)

[Darken]

"Diana and Keni can wait in camp with Wilde until we return. As for shadow, I don't know..." He sighed, overwhelmed with everything. "But Friday's life is in trouble." He said quietly, his gaze meetings Hanns.

[. mira .]

Wilde
Wilde patrolled attentively.

[Ammy2-56]

Hann; tagged: Shadow, Luke
He thought for a moment and then turned "Let him go. If Kali sent him as a spy, then so be it." he said quietly, breaking into a run towards DarkStorm camp.

[Skïttlės]

He could hear Hann call but he couldn't quite catch it. He contained his fear, his breathing getting heavier. He stopped when he came to a clearing. He sighed, "well this is where it ends..." He silently prowled closer and closer. Maybe he could make it quick and get Friday back... Maybe.

[Darken]

He raced after Hann Into DarkStorm territory, fear clawing at his chest. "Watch over us." He said quietly, glancing towards the sky as he ran. He caught up with Hann, running at his side. His gaze flicked over to him, then back to the trees. He could have sworn that he saw Rosie with another wolf, but looked away anyways.

[Ammy2-56]

Hann; tagged: Shadow, Luke
He skidded to a halt, his shoulder beginning to bother him. He shrugged it off, however, as a certain scent had caught his attention. Wolf blood. Wolf blood and the scent of his own sister, Friday. With a gasp, he turned and began racing towards her, despreate to rescue her from Kali.

[Skïttlės]

Shadow- he could see Hann on the other side. He look down to see Friday at the bottom tied up... He quietly hid in the bushes. And slowly started to go near Friday.

[Darken]

He saw the sudden panic in Hann, but understood when he too caught the scent of crimson. It stung his nose like the frigid air, but this smell, made him want to gag. He continued on, racing after Hann into the heart of their enemy pack. Fear was the only emotion he felt right now, a pack against 2, the odds were against them.

[Ammy2-56]

Hann; tagged: Luke, Friday, Wilde
He stopped dead when he saw black fur. A dark wolf, teeth bared, standing over his sister. She was bloody, limp, and... was she...? Dead? Hann's legs began to tremble and he nearly collapsed. Had Kali really killed her?

[Darken]

He saw Hanns legs tremble, flicking his gaze to where he was looking his breath hitched. The figure of Fridays frail body laying was enough to make him vomit. He held back the sickening urge, and nosed Hanns shoulder, trying to support his leader. "We dont know if shes dead or not, we have to keep trying." He whispered, his voice masked with sorrow for the leader. He imagined what it would be like and understood Hanns heart. His gaze glanced at him, seeing if he was ready to advance.