Spirits of the moon: wolf RP new&accpeting

[IamRedRum]

Sam Followed reluctantly but trotted beside his alpha his stance was proud and told others to back off but he didnt want this destiny he believed that you made you own destiny by what you chose

[Puddles.]

Swift follows her head held high. In her mind a bunch of doubts rang. What about Hurricane? Swift blinks. Her brother! Where was he now?

[Songa]

Tala was the last in line her head hung low.She was scared and worried then again it was a lot to take in.

[Puddles.]

Hurricane turns to face another wolf, stifling a sneeze. This wolf was the black wolf's mate. His breath reeked of crow-food. "The wolves......" He snarls, revealing yellow teeth. "Those chosen ones....are nearby. We must kill them while we can.....can you do that?" Hurricane feels a lump growing in his throat. He shakes his head. "N-not today?"

[Puddles.]

BUMP!