➳ тrιвe oғ lυɴαr ғeαтнerѕ | ᵒᵖᵉᶰ & ᵃᵈᵛᵃᶰᶜᵉᵈ |

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name; antheia || rank; gamma
age/gender; 4 y/o fae
location; camp || tagged; amoux

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night had always been the gamma's favorite time of day; she could escape into the serenity of dreams, where anything at all was possible. and if she couldn't sleep, due to her mind still reeling from the days events, or the future's worries and woes, she could lay out under the moonlight and watch the stars as they glittered across the sky. the nights were always filled with one of these two choices; she rarely had nightmares, luckily enough, so she either slept peacefully or not at all. the previous night had been the former; she had slept like a pup, sound and content, although she had gone to bed later than the rest of her packmates. that was one thing about him, an old habit she just couldn't seem to let go of; it was the way her father was, waiting up to make sure everyone else was safe and accounted for before heading to slumber himself. she had watched him do it for awhile before joining him one night, and it became their routine, until he passed away. and she couldn't find it in herself to break it. it was the last bit of her dear father that she kept alive in her memory; he had died of natural causes, nothing tragic, but he had been important to her as she grew.

she was awoken that morning with a slight wince, feeling a ray of sunlight hitting just onto her face at the right angle, just perfect enough to bother her eyes. blinking a few times to adjust to the light, she pulled herself up onto her feet, noticing that the delta was no longer in the den that the pair shared. she assumed that she had overslept a bit, although if she were to have gone too late she was sure someone would have waken her. pulling herself up onto her paws, she leaned forward, stretching out her back and rolling her shoulders, trying to warm up her muscles. shaking out the dirt and twigs that littered her dark fur, she slipped out of the opening at the front of the tree den that she called home, wandering out into the camp clearing. she spotted several groups of wolves up and about already, many conversing with one another, but her eyes were locked on the alpha, who also happened to be one of her closest friends. they had grown close since the death of his mate, who had coincidentally been her best friend growing up. approaching, she nodded a hello to the other wolves around the black brute, but her eyes looked at no one but him as she bowed her head lightly. "amoux, good morning. do you have the hunting and border parties prepared? i'm up for any task you set upon me, alpha, as i'm sure my warriors and hunters are as well."

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[leopardus]

ＡＫＩＲＡ ！！

( female )•( two yrs )•( subordinate )•( bisexual )•( tagged no one )

xxxxxxxxAkira's eyes opened slowly like a clique. Her brain lagged as in the first few seconds she had failed to realize where she was. This was not her den. Though, it had familiarity and tranquility within it. Where was she? That was the only question that buzzed around in the subordinate's mind. Lifting her body from off a rugged bed of what she assumed was moss, she trotted over to the entryway of the den, her eyes widening in shock as she realized where she was. Camp!? Where was camp?! She was no where near it! There was only the rugged terrain of the mountains, the rocks and stones dug into the flesh of her paw pad. As a few more seconds passed by while the female stood there in revelation, her lobes twisted and turned as she began to detect noise. Her hackles rose on her back as she felt the fluttery feeling that was fear, but she wasn't going to make herself appear weak. A low growl formed in the pit of her throat as the creature came closer, her nose twitched as it smelled musky -- like a wolf's. Akira was about to lunge at her enemy, but stopped in her tracks as the figure advanced until it was in her view. What she saw was a familiar being. It was her brother, no other than Kai himself. "Hey, Aki!" The bubbly and giddy voice escaped him as a smile crept upon his face. Akira jumbled out a response. "Kai? Is that really you?" The expression of the charcoal wolf went to complete confusion. "Yeah." he muttered, his ears pinning to the sides of his cranium. "It is me." He then added, standing there bewildered. "B-but, I thought you were dead?" A split second of the flashback hallucinated her as she shook out of it. The wolf stepped closer before replying. "No... I'm not dead. I was never was..." Akira took large steps back before her vision became blurry... Everything just faded away...

xxxxxxxxThe nutty brown eyes of the wolf jolted open as she lifted her cranium and swiveled her notched ears as if she had heard something. She stirred in the dark and gloomy atmosphere of someplace, before realizing that it was her den. Nothing was abnormal. A yawn escaped the female as her oculars gazed around her safe shelter that is her den, her eyes halted at the light that was bursting in from the entrance. Her legs still felt shaky from that terrifying dream, more like nightmare. She was hasty to rise up from her nest of moss and lichen, but she knew that she would have to. Akira felt her joints pop and her bones creek, the feeling was quick though uncomfortable, and she was still young -- definitely not old. Reluctantly, she trekked over to the opening and peered out. What she saw was normal, just her fellow canine comrades roaming around, all doing their thing. A moment of silence passed by before the female decided to step out of her den.

[imperials]

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brute
two years
loner
crush ;; -
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location ;; den

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his mind wondered as he sat solid as a rock under the great pines which he called home in this otherwise barren landscape. his den was located within the mountains. a hour long trot to the tribes territory but he stayed quite clear from it unless he was being daring and trying to test the limits of those scoundrels whom call themselves a tribe. his home though was quite tidy and not very easy to find unless you are used to the area. his den is found in a crack among the cliffs. high up on the mountains, almost within the clouds when they lay low enough. his home resides on a small cutout that was formed when an avalanche one winter many, many seasons ago tore down the mountainside and ripped out the rocks along with it. now lay a small little environment about an acre in diameter in which he calls his home. it is fairly hard for wolves to reach this place but with the correct knowledge, it is quite easy to reach his home. only few wolves have been able to reach this place, his family used to live here as well. though they are gone now after one winter when humans came in a large silver flying monster which was propelled by what seemed to be spinning feathers. they shot his family with bright red feathers. though they were still living, it was as though they were dead. asleep like. they took them away from him at the age of one year.

his mind shot back from the brief putrid memory of his parents and sister being taken from him. just the thought made bile rise in the back of his throat. the humans would pay for that. but he knew otherwise and although he is driven by revenge and rage, he knew better than to step a paw near the humans territory. wolves who go there don't come back. his paws ached when he finally realized he was gripping the ground below him with tremendous force. rising from his spot, he shook out his cream and brown streaked coat. his paw steps took him skillfully down the mountain-side. within the hour, he was off the mountainside and sprinting across the landscape. until his paws finally slowed him to a trot and then to a walk. within a moment, his whole body froze as his amber eyes focused on the rabbit. his pupils expanded and retracted as he crept towards the unknowing creature within his sights.
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fae
three years
apprent. shaman
crush ;; -
tags ;; -
location ;; camp

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her small paws kicked and her chest quivered as she was dormant in sleep. her mind raced as she dreamed. her paws took her for a ride, pulling her through a starry landscape of trees. animal's spirits raced beside her. a bear. a elk. a fox. a rabbit. above her a starry eagle flew as well. her eyes took it all in.the noises, the sights, the smells. all of it. they were crisp and clear, unlike most of her dream which were just fragments of things she wished would have happened or past memories. though this dream was not the first. she has dreampt this dream many-a-times. though it had no special meaning, it was just a simple dream she had when she was content with her mind.

finally her eyes flickered awake. the sound of chatter whispered through the air and into the den. shoot!! i woke up late again!. her paws fumbled as she tripped out of her bedding area and into the main shaman storage area. her tail flicking over a pile of herbs which were neatly stacked. "minette is going to have my tail for this!" she whined and quickly rounded up the herbs the best should could. her swan and chickadee feathers blowing over her eyes and muzzle as she quickly breathed them away.

[milkii.fox]

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feeling hopeful location lower camp tags anubis , fenrir , antheia

amoux snorted after minette turned her head away from him, now choosing to ignore his very presence. he focused himself on anubis, greeting him kindly post minnie's reply. "there's not much planned for today." he lied without fault, meeting the male's gaze as if to assure him. he wasn't about to spill the truth to subordinates, especially the ones he didn't trust with his life. as if on cue, fenrir approached with antheia in tow. "thank you for the hare but i'm not famished. i'm sure phthonus would appreciate a snack, though." he insisted, nosing the tiny carcass closer to its original owner. he quickly got to his paws when the gamma spoke and he dipped his head in greeting. "i actually need to speak to you in private. excuse me, everyone. my apologies for the sudden urgency." he nodded toward the others prior to beckoning antheia.

the ebony knight stationed himself out of earshot from the others, nesting himself against a strong pine tree at the edge of their camp. when his friend took a seat at his side he turned his warm amber oracles to her. "i'll need you to be on your best alert today. as soon as i can round up a small team we're heading east to scout the twoleg facilities. i've weighed the risks and we won't get too close. it makes me uncomfortable not knowing what's beyond the mountain. if we could perhaps see anything that would prevent a crisis i would be thankful." he woofed at a barely audible tone.

"i need you to trust me and be on board. i would never let anything happen to you or the pack." his plume began to wag, sweeping the fallen leaves that rested underpaw. "we go in, we peek, and we get out. the journey will take all day, but if we hurry we can be back before the sun sets. i would prefer we not be away from the territory after dark."

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feeling playful location upper camp tags fenrir , december

minnie twisted her maw to face the opposite way as wolves began to approach. a smug expression crossed her face, although after flicking her ear her face remained neutral. "good morning, anubis." she greeted the older male before the alpha could part his jowls. she quietly rose to her paws and dipped her head politely at fenrir. "that rabbit looks tasty." she woofed to him gently, optics sliding between him and the kill that amoux politely refused. "i wish someone would bring me breakfast." her fluffy banner swished softly from side to side and she tilted her head to the right in an adorable manner. "oh well. i ate yesterday." she shrugged off the idea, turning her rump to the crowd that gathered around her brother.

just like that she headed off, glancing over her shoulder every so often to shoot fenrir a playful glance with large, puppy-like eyes. she giggled inwardly to herself as she scaled the incline that led to her office. "december?" she called for her partner at the entrance to their den. "we need to go out and pick herbs... and flowers. mostly flowers. i want to decorate the camp with them. wouldn't that make it lovely? i'll put some flowers near your feathers and you would look darling!" she yipped out of excitement, tail beating swiftly against the air. "let's bring fenrir along! i like how he dotes on me. or do you have a preference for someone else to guard us?"

the shamans were not trained like the others in the pack. they were not composed of muscle and a will to fight, but more of fatty tissue and a will to nap. if ambushed by a larger predator or hostile wolves there was a very high chance they wouldn't make it out alive.

[niko.]

Herta||Female||3.5 years||Bisexual
Crush on Akira||No mate||Subordinate||Eider, Goose, Osprey, Sparrow
Tags;; Anubis, Fenrir, Akira||Mentions;; Amoux, Antheia

"Herta! Herta! Help me! Herta... Help..."
Herta rose with a great start. The black fae could hear her heart drumming in her ears as she panted. She suddenly snapped to reality. Orange eyes wet with tears, Herta carelessly stood, ramming into the walls of her empty den. Swerving out of the exit, she felt the tension release. Eyes foggy and warm, she suddenly realized where she was. Camp. Home.
Safe.

Laying down at the entrance of her den, Herta swiped her paws over her eyes of gold a few times. The dream. Her sister.. Lavender. Was it a sign? No.. She's dead! Dead dead dead dead- "Dead!" Herta, quite loudly, voiced the last one. Visibly trembling, the upset fae shook herself and stood up, as if nothing had happened. Then, she walked, quite clumsily, to a group previously gathered around Amoux. Her respectable alpha. Leader. Guide. The jet black fae straightened her feathers- particularly her Eider feather, which seemed to have fallen out of place during her... Episode.

Gathered around him was Anubis, Fenrir, and.. Well, what was Minette. Without even the chance of greeting Amoux- or Anthiea- Herta took a moment to clear her wet eyes and wake up. "Greetings. Was her only aknowledgement to the two brutes originally grouped around Amoux. Sneezing a few times, the jet black fae finally sat down, keeping space between her and the others. "Have I missed anything during my rather short period of.. Rest? Golden eyes narrowed, Herta kept her voice sharp and cold. It was unwavering, despite her recent outburst. Optics flickering, a sensation of movement, caused the subordinate to turn her head. That was when she spotted a lovely fae standing in the midst of a dreary world. Like a ray of sunshine peeking through gray clouds. Making sure to adjust her feathers once again, Herta stared at Akira before blinking cautiously and quickly turning away, disinterestedly gazing at Anubis and Fenrir, yet again. The back of her mind continued wandering back to the beautiful fae as Herta awaited a response.

[AlyKay]

The sun hadn't even announced its rising, leaving the sky
a thick groggy gray. The tree's branches looked like gawky limbs reaching out to the
heavens, beggars to the God above. Not even dawn was up yet. The camp was vacant;
everyone was quietly tucked away in their nest or den. Sleeping like angels, protected
by a mighty lord. They were protected as well and led by a king himself, Amoux.
The only thing they had to fear was fear itself.

Eyes peering open, Talus rolled to his side, only to find himself entangled in the heart of
his bush. The trunk of it jarred his ribs, groaning he stayed put. Waiting for his eyes to
adjust to the morning light, they never did. What? Looking up through the thousands of
tiny branches entangled above him, he saw nothing but grayness and little black twigs
going every which a way. It was time for a new sleeping spot; it seemed he had outgrown
his bush, maybe a tree would be better. With some wriggling and extra effort, Talus found
himself freed from prison. As his pupils took a sweeping glance around, it looked as if no one
had been bothered by his recent bush catastrophe.

Quickly the rust coated male excused himself, by the looks of it, he had time to make it to the
edge of the forest. With a lengthening stride that was certainly over exaggerating for his body
type, he made his way through the taiga. As his pupils peeked through the tops of the pines,
he could see dawn awakening. He would never make it on time; she was already raising her
paint brush, turning her canvas from a subtle gray to an illuminating yellow. Ah! Muscles cramping
Talus slid to his haunches, he wasn't anywhere near the edge, but his muscles demanded a break.
Here in the middle would do. Sitting, he raised his maw to the sky watching in wonder. Dawn
worked slowly, first there was yellow and then orange, with a dash of pink winding through the
clouds, and then she blessed them with blue. As blue began to dominate the colors of the sky,
Talus's ears flattened against his crown, and a howl exploded from deep within his throat.

Dismissing his morning ceremony, Talus traveled the path back to camp. Standing along the
outskirts he peered around, taking a mental note of all the wolves he smiled, this was his
family. Pelt still littered with debris from earlier the broad brute made his way to the center of
the pack. There he would be easily spotted in case something important was to spur.

ＴＡＬＵＳ .
Ｓｕｂｏｒｄｉｎａｔｅ
➴ ➵ ➶ ➴ ➵ ➶

➤ 𝘕𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩
➤ 𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺
➤ 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱
➤ 𝘕𝘰 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴

[Durnehviir]

♖ A N U B I S ─ THΣ MΔΠTICΩRΣ ♖

[age: 6 years] [rank: sub] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: brute] [scent: metallic, dust & pine] [crush: open]
[mentions: adryan] [tags: amoux, minette] [mood: tired]

Anubis greeted each wolf respectively as they showed up. His face kept a neutral expression aside from the few frowns and grunts that escaped his maw every so often. His head turned to look at the alpha and he raised an eyebrow. Letting out a puff of air as Amoux left with urgency. Liar. You're such a liar. You proabaly have something overly stupid planned for us today. Amoux you're a petty alpha. Anubis rolled his eyes and was about to stand to his four paws but Herta started to speak with him. The Manticore merely shook his head."Nope. Unless you think the alpha speaking lies is something that wasn't worth missing." His voice sounded venomous- and indeed it was. Anubis didn't agree with the fact that Amoux so easily lied to him and a good number of the pack wolves. It showed he was hiding something and that made Anubis' blood boil. After a short silence fell over the two a small growl escaped his maw before he stood to his paws and nodded his head to Herta, silently saying their conversation was over unless she decided to follow him.
Anubis slowly began to pick up his pae to a casual trot. He wasn't to get out of that crowded and noisy pack, and going on a quick hunt or walk would make him feel better. He didn't feel like speaking with Herta, but she had yet to catch up with him if she was following. Anubis kept his copper gaze alert as he dodged and weaved around obstacles that was in his way. The dark male slowed down and stood calmly at the edge of the packs territory. He panted and allowed his long salmon tongue to loll out. Life was so much quieter as a loner. No wolves to pester you and no alpha lying to your face. If you can't trust your alpha then what's the point of being part of their pack? Anubis grunted to himself before sitting down on his haunches.

♙ T I G R I S ─ THΣ BΣHΣMΩTH ♙

[age: 4 years] [rank: sub] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: fae] [scent: lavender] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: talus] [mood: --]

The younge, pretty, silvery grey she wolf rolled around underneath of her pine tree before sitting up right with a smug expression on her face. The wind was cool and chilly and slithered it's way across her fur. Tigris opened her maw on a long yawn before closing it shut and licking her charcoal nose before standing to her four paws and stretching quickly. Due to sleeping outside, she wasn't cold nor were her limbs stiff. She had all the room she needed to move around in extend herself while she slept. Despite the small bugs that would buzz or fly around her face that were indeed annoying, it was comfortable.
Tigris spotted wolves bustling about in the center of camp. Muffled voices and quick demands and short conversations were already happening in the early morning- despite the sun being high in the sky already.- The Behemoth slowly moved herself to the center of camp where she saw a copper colored brute sitting casually. Her hips swayed with each step she took and it looked as if she were floating due to the grave she had. "Good morning Talus." The pretty fae said with a happy smile. Her voice came out sweet and silky as her banner tapped the ground lightly. There was another light breeze that rustled her feathers that dangled around her neck. She was indeed proud to still have her duck feather, and was even more proud of herself when she found the hummingbird feather. Tigris never agreed with the journey to get Gyrfalcon feather, but many wolves told her to do so. They said she was very graceful, poised and just overall a beautiful fae- though she didn't think so.

☋ P H T H O N U S ─ THΣ BΔSILISK ☋

[age: 8 years] [rank: elder] [tribe: lunar feathers]
[sex: brute] [scent: mulch & charred wood] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: thea] [mood: --]

The copper and chestnut brute turned his head slowly to see a small fae bubbling up to him. A small smile snaked across his maw as he nodded his silent greeting to her. There was a mix of emotions radiating off of her and it confused him deeply. Her over-bubbly self was trying to hide and push away the opposite. Phthonus pushed the thought away for the time being. "Good morning Thea. My day so far has been quite the usual. Nothing seems out of order and Amoux is running around chasing his tail." A grin spread across his maw to indicate he was clearly joking around about their alpha- though it did indeed seem as if Amoux was running in circles just about every day. The alpha really needed to settle down once again and have a mate. It would help with the weight that was on his shoulders.
Phthonus snapped himself out of his thoughts and looked back at Thea. The aurora that was surrounded her gave off a not so happy energy and the Basilisk wanted to get to the bottom of it. It wasn't like Thea to be distressed and he wanted to comfort her if it were necessary. "How'd you sleep Thea?" His voice was calm as he connected their gazes. It was an easy question and he would be able to know if she were lying. Their eyes would shift ever so slightly to the left or they would have a short pause to think of a lie. He waited patiently for her responce and hoped he wouldn't have to claw it out of her.

❖ S A H L O K N I R ─ THΣ GΩRGΩΠ ❖

[age: 6 years] [rank: --] [tribe: loner]
[sex: brute] [scent: dust, dried leaves & propane] [crush: open]
[mentions: --] [tags: --] [mood: --]

Shh he's sleeping...?

[chaotic creativity]

ᴛʜᴇᴀ | sʜᴇ-ᴡᴏʟғ | 2½ | ᴅᴇʟᴛᴀ | ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏ | ᴄʀᴜsʜ --- | ᴛᴀɢs ᴘʜᴛʜᴏɴᴜs, ᴀᴍᴏᴜx

thea averted her eyes, phthonus's question dampening her lively attitude quite a bit. she stared at the ground, then at the sky, then at her paws, careful not to stare at one place for too long. "not very well," she admitted softly, knowing that the elder might be able to help her. "i keep having nightmares about my parents coming to take me away from the tribe. ever since i scented them along the borders two weeks ago, the nightmare occurs about every other day," she whispered, shaking her head before she stood up and turned to stare at the elder. "well, i must be off. i guess i'll go find amoux and see what he needs me to do today," she chirped brightly, and bounced off as if nothing had happened. she padded off across the camp, searching for the familiar face that she looked up to. she searched high and low for amoux, and she finally spotted him talking to antheia. she sat a few yards away, staring at the alpha as she waited for him to quit speaking with the gamma. she watched intently, wagging her tail in the hopes he would see her out of the corner of his eye and tell her what she needed to do today and who she needed to be with.

ғᴇɴʀɪʀ | ʙʀᴜᴛᴇ | 4 | sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ | ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏ | ᴄʀᴜsʜ: ᴍɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ | ᴛᴀɢs: ᴍɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ, ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴍʙᴇʀ

ugh! his rabbit was rejected by the alpha, and he knew that amoux had said take it to phthonus, but he saw the elder talking to thea and fenrir had no desire to go anywhere near the bubbly delta today. with a sly smirk on his lips, he saw minette start talking with her apprentice, december. maybe they could use some food before collecting herbs! it's not a good idea for any wolf to go out on an empty stomach. he decided to step up the shaman and her apprentice, the rabbit swinging in his jaws. "i know you're headed out today, so i though maybe some fresh food would make it easier to work, as i find it extremely hard to work on an empty belly," he woofed, setting the rabbit down between the two. he wondered who the shamans would take with them when they collected herbs, as it was spring, which meant it was the season where most animals have young, including the predators. predators were known for being more aggressive in the spring, as the new and old mothers will do anything to protect their young. "i do hope you'll be safe. it would not be uncommon to be attacked by a predator right now. after all, the mothers are quite ferocious about protecting their young," fenrir voiced his concerns.

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apprent. shaman

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her small paws fumbled with the stack of leaves she was piling back up into place. jet-black paws softly started to place the herbs back into a neat pile. Her breathing evened as she finished piling the leaves into a nice and neat stack as they were before. She turned around, her amber eyes gazing along the line of herbs which her and minnie had for the pack. "we need.... more.." she continued her gaze until she spotted a few piles of poppyseeds that needed to be restocked and also a small pile of roots seemed to dwindle as well.

her pelt fluffed up when minnie spoke. with all the smells of the herbs around her and her concentrating on the herbs in general, she didn't realize minnie was back from her chat with her brother. she let out a soft sigh and chuckle towards her friend. technically speaking, december was supposed to be shaman. though due to minnie advancing quicker than her, minnie was made shaman when their past mentor passed away. december didn't really have anything against minnie, she loved minnie like a sister, but a deep jealousy bubbled within her small jet-black frame. She cleared her throat for a moment before speaking in a softened voice, unlike minnie's quite happy, and bubbly one. "sure min, i think that would be a great idea! i know where some beautiful lilac bushes are. I've always loved the smell of lilacs. rose's as well but i don't know if we should bring those into camp. pups or elders might prick their paws." she softly chuckled. her black nose scrunched up as she snorted. minnie always loved to play with the brutes feelings and such. it was quite amusing sometimes honestly. "sure, i honestly don't mind. bringing fenrir would be quite amusing honestly." speak of the devil, his majesty padded into the den, cooning over minnie. she let a small snort leave her again and she turned around and grabbed a large leaf which she used to easier carry herbs and such. her nose twitched at the smell and mention of the rabbit. she turned and faced fenrir, "thank you, that would be lovely." she woofed.

[leopardus]

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( female )•( two yrs )•( subordinate )•( bisexual )•( tagged anubis? fenrir? amoux? herta )

xxxxxxxxThe fae's mind wandered a bit, noticing the slightest of things such as her messy coat and her fleshy scars that were barely visible. They weren't slightly important. Akira was getting sidetracked as she didn't notice that there was something going on currently. She finally gazed up and spotted the group of wolves that were piling up, the alpha was with them as well... Had something happened? Hopefully not, but out of honesty, Akira would still be apathetic even if something was to go wrong. A light and gentle breeze flew past, her long, silky fur swayed in the wind along with her hoop of valuable feathers. A moment passed as she continued to sit there, noticing a deep charcoal-coated female staring over at her. A light growl formed in her throat, she didn't appreciate odd looks... It felt as if she was strange in someway. Akira locked eyes with the female, watching as it looked away almost instantly. Sneaking a glimpse at the fae, she quickly recognized it as one of her fellow subordinates, once she knew as no other than Herta herself. She couldn't figure out why the wolf glared at her like that almost all the time, was there something wrong with her or something? Mentally shaking the thought out of her mind, the creamy white colored fae decided to take a stand and walk over to the small huddle. Her steps were slow and seemingly cautious. "Good morning, everyone," she muttered out in a polite tone. "Is something the matter?" She questioned, her tail flicking warily.