𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢
Starlight Pack |Female | Luna |4 years | crush: open | tags: open
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𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗
Starlightpack | male | fighter |4 years | crush: open | tags: Athena
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Risen stayed still as stone when Athena began to move. He felt her presence circling him, close enough to read his breath if she wanted. But he didn’t flinch. Not out of indifference—but out of control. If she was testing him, she’d find the same quiet strength there she always did. Unshaken. Still waters. When her voice brushed his ear, something shifted—barely, but it was there. His eyes flicked toward her, slow and deliberate. He didn’t startle. He absorbed it. Eat the food. Please.
The word please sat with him, heavier than it should’ve. A beat passed. Then two.
His golden eyes dropped to the food, then slowly, purposefully, back to hers. There was no mockery in the way he looked at her—just that steady, thoughtful stare. The one that said he saw her, and he heard her. Then, wordlessly, Risen leaned forward and took a single bite. Chewed. Swallowed. All while holding her gaze, unblinking. A long silence hung between them after, thick with unsaid things. Finally, he parted his lips, jaw clenching once before he forced out a quiet, broken whisper. The kind of voice that came from a place rarely touched.“Y-…you win.”
The corners of his mouth almost—almost—curved, but the expression died before it bloomed. His tail gave one soft twitch behind him, brushing the earth. Then he lowered his head again, watching her from beneath his lashes. Game acknowledged. Round surrendered. But not over.
𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎
RedMoon Pack | Gauge ♥ | lead fighter |3 years | tags: Gauge --> Niko
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Blaze’s ears flicked forward at her words, catching the familiar blend of warmth and gentle firmness in her tone. The she-wolf he called his mate had always known how to balance her heart and her duty—how to care deeply while still keeping the pack in mind. It was one of the many reasons he loved her. He let out a soft breath, the faintest edge of a sigh. His amber eyes lingered on the pups for a moment, watching as Azure excitedly chattered through mouthfuls of food. The others were quieter, more cautious—something he still hadn’t gotten used to.
Blaze’s tail gave a slow, thoughtful sway as he stepped closer to Gauge, brushing his side against hers with a quiet affection. “You’re right,” he said lowly, voice just for her. “I’ve been running on fumes this morning, and I’ve barely had time to think straight.” He paused, dipping his head slightly. “I’m trying, Gauge. With the pups. I know this is what’s right. What’s good. But it’s not coming easy.” His gaze drifted back to Azure and the others again. “Every time I look at them, I think of how sudden it was. How Niko wasn’t really... part of the decision.”
Blaze’s tone didn’t hold anger—just a quiet struggle he couldn’t quite hide. “It’s not that I don’t want them to be safe. I do. But I can’t stop thinking about how Niko might be feeling. Like he’s being replaced. Pushed aside.” He shook his head gently, then looked back at her with soft determination in his eyes. “I need to talk to him. I need him to know he’s still my pup. That he’s still my priority.” He nosed lightly at Gauge’s cheek, offering her a little nuzzle. “I’ll be back after. We’ll eat together, alright? And if not I'll make sure we can go on our own patrol later.” He gave her one last lingering look, then turned, paws steady and purposeful as he followed the scent of the young wolf he still called his own.
It didn’t take long. Blaze spotted Niko weaving through camp again, the young wolf walking beside Nanuq with his head low and his mind clearly elsewhere. The way he carried himself made Blaze’s chest tighten. There was a weight there—a quiet hurt he recognized too well. Blaze kept his pace even as he approached, though a quiet urgency clung to his steps. He let out a low chuff, just loud enough to catch Niko’s ear without drawing attention from nearby wolves. “There you are,” he said softly, his voice holding that familiar grounding tone that only Blaze could offer. “I was about to come looking.”
He stopped a few paces away, eyes scanning Niko’s face, searching for signs of what he wasn’t saying. He could see it plain as day—how the boy tried to disappear into the background. How he clung to his silence like a shield. Blaze gave a small nod of respect to Nanuq before stepping closer to Niko. “Can we walk? Just the two of us.” His ears tilted back slightly, not in shame, but in the way a wolf humbles himself before someone he cares about. Blaze didn’t push for a response. He just sat down nearby, quiet and calm, waiting. Letting Niko choose the next step, as he always had.
𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛
RedMoon Pack | female |2 years | crush: open | tags:Akiro, Willow
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River listened in silence, her gaze soft as the reddish male spoke. She didn’t interrupt—not when his words came with weight, not when guilt still clung like frost to his shoulders. When he looked away toward the others, she followed his line of sight for a moment, letting the quiet settle. Then, with a small nod, she looked back to him. “It’s not dumb,” she said gently, her voice calm and even. “It means you cared. That kind of guilt... it’s the cost of loving your pack.” Her ears tipped slightly to the side. “But you’re right. It was an avalanche. You didn’t cause it, and no one could’ve stopped it.”
She stepped a little closer, enough for her tail to just barely brush his as she sat down. “The fact that you wanted to save them means something. Even if you couldn’t.” River’s attention drifted to Willow for a heartbeat, watching how the younger female processed everything. “We’re all trying to find our footing again,” she said, glancing between the two. “Even the ones who butt heads more than they should.” Her words were light, tinged with a small, knowing smile.
Then her eyes turned toward Willow again. “And that’s why having a lead fighter matters. Someone strong enough to fight for us, smart enough to lead, and steady enough not to break under pressure.” She gave a soft breath, thoughtful. “Blaze isn’t perfect—but none of us are. What matters is that he stands with us, even when things get hard.” She let the quiet return for a moment before adding, more softly, “We’ve lost a lot. But we still have each other. That has to count for something.”
River’s gaze lingered on both wolves—gentle, steady, present. Always the grounding presence in the storm. The kind of wolf who reminded others that even broken hearts could keep a pack strong.