Cassiel's Planets
Saturn \ Cass / 3 / Loner / Aura Choking ; Dream Leaping ; Luminescence
Cassiel nods at what the alpha said, and when he slipped past him, he lay his head down on his paws, allowing his violet eyes to fall closed. He was tired from seeking answers from the moon and form the nearly - two day trip he'd taken to get here. He'd hardly had time to rest, and when he did, he was either ambushed or he didn't feel safe enough to actually sleep or hunt.
Shadows Rise
Shadow / 6 / Shalbriri Pack / Alpha Male / Affinity for Shadows ; Telekinesis
Shadow hesitated in the shadows, waiting for her to drop the shield. When she did, he padded out of the brush, silver eyes standing out starkly against his dark pelt. He came to a halt in front of her, laying the rabbit on the ground between them. " Hello, Tempest. " he answers with a dip of his head as he sat.
Dumah Elyon
Silence / 15 / Raised by Wolves / Shalbriri Pack - Lead Hunter
Silence grinned when he said to run, almost instantly bouncing up on her toes, picking up her paced ever so slightly. When he stopped talking, she pushed herself into a swift jog, taking a turn toward the main dens, where she, Shadow, and Dusk and Fire denned. She slowed to a walked when she entered, holding a hand up to signal that he needed to slow down, too. The Taken Child walked into the den - land, glancing down at the dark - furred fae who lay half - in her own den, looking as though she were sleeping. Dumah knew better, though, and dipped down as she walked to brush a hand over the tips of her ears, smiling, before she stood up and continued toward her own den, which was to the right of the largest den. She ducked inside the den with the animal skin hanging over the entrance, placing the basket of food in the far back, draping an animal skin over it to hide it.
She changed into her hunting clothes -- a simple deerskin outfit, the top without sleeves and wearing shorts that would give her plenty of flexibility. She grabbed her bow and quiver, slinging them up over her shoulder, and adjusted her knife belt, before she emerged once more. " He can stay here. " she told Slater, motioning to a small clearing that had been blocked on every side but one by fallen logs. She was barefoot, still, and it was obvious that without shoes, she was a lot quieter than the human hunters. " And your.. boots. Your boots, off. " she added, pausing only briefly to think of the word she needed to refer to his shoes.
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