W I L L O W S T E P ❁ 23 moons ♀
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loc. thunderpack camp //medicine dog//tags. -open-
Willowstep sighed, shaking her head, might as well scavenge on the way back she promised herself as she gathered in the pack meeting. She sat to the far side, listening in and smiling softly. She then bounced to her feet, her stance confident as her tail constantly wagged, she loved gatherings, talking to the other medicine dogs and their apprentices was just amazing! She smiled, following the large group out of the camp, her ears pointed for any threats or demands while she padded behind them, slowly because of her scar.
B E A R S T R I K E ♤ 28 moons ♂
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loc. riverpack camp //beta//tags. -Froststar-
Bearstrike sighed looking around, he hurriedly padded to the leaders den he let out a small huff of panic, "um excuse me, we're running a little late to the gathering" he barked out in worry, peering into the Alpha's den hesitantly awaiting a reply from his brave leader. He looked up at the moon, worry on his face, they were almost always late, what would the other packs think of this?
D U S K P E L T ◈ 26 moons ♀
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loc. thunderpack camp //warrior//tags. -Mouseheart, Moosestar-
Duskpelt looked down at him, her expression blank before he snapped at her, her eyes instantly narrowing, "Don't growl at me, there, he was just resting, he had a tough patrol this morning. Now get moving" she demanded rudely, annoyed how the smaller canine bossed her around like a twoleg and its doggiepet. She padded to the center of the camp, sitting around the leader as she listened in. She glanced at the moon, he was right, they were indeed late. Her ears perked as they all began to file out of the packs camp, the she-dog trotting in front of the group beside Moosestar, her face resting in a relaxed state. "what do you think the packs will discuss this gathering? I've sniffed out a few outpackers-I think you should let them know" she informed in a low voice, keeping the conversation between the alpha and herself.
S K U L L ♕ 28 moons ♂
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loc. near the thunderpath//outpacker//tags. -Mischief-
Skull looked up at a tree, seeing a small puppy sitting there. He barked out a humourless laugh, shaking his head before picking up his catch and striding over to the tiny pup-well, compared to him. He inhaled her scent, she was indeed not a pack dog so he let his short fur lie flat, relief taking over his features. His face lay expressionless as he glanced up at the full moon then back to the other canine, "Hm..well hello brave one, who might you be?" he asked lazily, he was dying for company and conversation and this situation was amusing to him-a doggipet gone loose, what a story.