Burn It Down wrote:Shadows Rise
Shadow / 6 / Shalbriri Pack / Alpha Male / Affinity for Shadows ; Telekinesis
The Alpha lifts his head to meet her gaze, ---- WIP
Dumah Elyon
Silence / 15 / Raised by Wolves / Shalbriri Pack - Lead Hunter
The Taken girl pondered over what he said, remembering a place similar to what he'd described. She grimaced upon remembering that it wasn't on their pack lands, and was, in fact, on one of the others' territories. Silence shook her head, " Not here. " she answered hesitantly, " But we can look. " she added, smiling slightly at him as she adjusted her knife belt.
Storm Breaking at Dusk lifts his scarred muzzle from his paws with a yawn. The dark make streaches and gains his paws, tail and head held high. "Good Morning Saturn." says the Alpha male with another yawn, even though it IS still dark, and he hates leaving his pack for so long. The heat of the day would soon be on them...then it would be impossible to walk. Or hunt...or find water. Tempest would be worried.
James slips ontothe boarder of the Shadow-pack lands with four apples in a small bundle. "Yaroo?" he howls to Dumah hopefully, a happy tone in his deep voice. The scout waits patiently in the shade, feet tucked benieth him in a wolf-way. He hadn't seen Tempest, or the new-wolf Seige but knew that his Alpha was speaking with the Moon on moon-ledge..
Tempest smiles to herself. "Once many many years ago before man and wolf fought constantly but when man feared the wolf and revered it...there were all manner of monsters and majic in the lands...And there was a fire-dragon who terrorized the lands, burnt the forests. So a white fae wolf with the darkest eyes in the world went out and taught a young blacksmith to speak. He made her armor because she promised to defeat the dragon..." her story winds on and she doesnt note the growing day's light, her eyes having left the water, and her paws and instead staring into his as she speaks.
Seige's Remorse awakens from her slumber and streaches before shaking leaves from her pelt. Today...today would be better. The wolf winces as her shoulder and back ache from flight and her wound. "Fire." she breathes and then not expecting him up and about, decides on trout for breakafast.