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[rottenmutt]

{lets time skip uh, two weeks?x3}

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion grinned and lashed his tail around with a chuckle. "Lets go then," he said trailing away from the brute Curse in a trot until he saw the couple of females. He pranced around them, "Well well well..." he said eyeing the females and he smirked a deadly one. His eyes staring into hers as he raged for a fight and wanted to kill. Feel blood and flesh on his claws and his fangs. He shivered in delight.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion.Male.Chooser.

Illusion laughed evilly. Lashing his tail around he jumped on Cadenza's back, slamming her into the ground and bit into her neck and inserted his teeth. His fangs feeling her blood, he lashed his tail around happily and narrowed his eyes with a grin. He felt happy now. He watched her squirm and struggle. Well, what was the fun without a fight? He jumped off of her and circled her lashing his tail around.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male.Chooser

Illusion lashed his tail around and he looked at the female, down upon her like she was nothing. He smirked and he laughed. Feeling his muzzle get bit into and he furrowed his brow with the pain and he smiled deadly. "Oh baby!" he laughed and he slammed his paw against her face leaving 4 scratch marks across her face. He lashed his tail around and raised his eye brow staring at her body. With one final blow. He jumped on her rib cage, cracking bones.

[obiole]

pheaca

two weeks later pheaca felt much better, her wounds not visible under her coat, and even better, the two alphas had grown to love each other more. she knew she was going into heat soon,and she wanted to talk about puppies, about having them. still, it seemed too soon for them to have pups, but they won't get another chance for about a year or so. the fea took a deep breath and emerged from her den and jogged all the way to the alpha den. why hadn't she moved in there yet? she didn't know, but tonight she would be staying there. clearing her throat, she approached vinyl. "babe, can we talk? i-in private?"

[Bolt1784]

(( i'm just going to assume that we've all skipped ahead two weeks now <3 ))

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The black-coated pup sat on his favourite tree branch as the morning sun rose, casting a flaming orange glow across the white forest. It was truly beautiful, but Merle himself just no longer had the capacity to care for anything. He had spent hours just sitting on the same branch of a tree, on the outskirts of the woods, that overlooked a mountainous range. Not a soul knew where the pup spent his nights. Alone in the cold. It would have surprised many, if they knew. But the pup was numb to the world. And since his last encounter with his 'father', Illusion, he felt as if he had no purpose. Nothing to live for. For after all, he was nothing but a horrid, uncaring beast that had caused the deaths of his friends. Shaking his head clear of those thoughts, Merle settled his gaze back to the horizon. Somewhere in the back of his young mind, he could feel an overwhelming sadness that he hated to approach. For near that dark emotion lay its reasoning. Illusion did not wish for the pup's presence, yet Merle had followed him, ever-loyal, like a fool. Merle lowered his head as a gust of sharp wind powered in to him, giving a deep and scratchy sounding cough. From not eating sufficiently for the past few months, he pup's health had deterioated, leaving him sick physically and mentally. He had no desire to survive anymore. He just simply...Existed. Nobody truly saw him around anymore, and if they did, it was for a maximum of a few seconds. He had avoided Illusion, at times spotting him and feeling a burning rage in his heart for being, as Illusion had said, 'left in the dark'. But other times, he had seen Illusion and felt only sadness. He longed for the cordiality of his father. But Illusion was not his real father. Merle was at times adamant, refusing to change his mind and approach Illusion, but at other times, he found himself feeling sick to the stomach with how badly he wanted to be by his father's side once more. He felt that he did not deserve to be a subject of Illusion's attention anyway. But this only deepend his want, his need, to be with him. His hateful side loved to correct him and bind him in chains mentally when the old wound was re-opened every time he saw his father. But he just did not care. He did not feel. He acted much like a drone, following one simply set of orders. Wake up. Brood. Attempt to find something to eat. If you don't find something to eat, just go back to sleep. If you do find something to eat, don't eat too much, because you don't deserve it. Sleep. Repeat.

Merle sighed and jumped down from the branch he had been sitting upon, landing on his paws with a thud. The sudden freezing chill of the snow chilled his paws, but his mind reminded him not to care. He was dying slowly. But he did not care. His heart was divided between hate for everything, and his egotistical and playful pup nature. He started to walk off in to the woods, half of his priority fixed on finding food, and the other half on staying undetected by other wolves. The pup's small black paws crunched the wet snow beneath as he walked, with a limp on his hind leg, wich bore a relatively new scar. The cut on his head from falling from the tree two weeks ago had become infected because he had left it untreated, but the thing was still trying to scab over. It left a horrible, lingering pain in his head when he moved around. At least he had something else to direct hate at. Without realising, Merle was standing outside the pack's camp - he saw Pheaca. Softly growling, Merle ducked out of her line of sight and hid behind a log, shivering a little in the cold.

[~Shy~]

Hey Bolt, want Brisby to find him?))

[Bolt1784]

Hey Bolt, want Brisby to find him?))

(( sure c: ))

[~Shy~]

Kay :3))

Brisby

Brisby padded softly through the woods, she'd had little to do in the past two weeks other than check up now and again on Pheaca, luckily she had taken to the treatment well and you could see little of her scars. She was finding it hard to entertain herself, and had settled on a small hunting trip to pass some time, she wasn't taking it very seriously, otherwise she would've given herself space from camp where the rabbits and squirrels were unsuspecting. As she walked a new scent made her more alert, a wolf was on the outskirts of camp, any loner represented a threat and ,must be dealt with, she crouched down and made her way to where the scent was coming from, she jumped over the log with her teeth bared, ready for a fight but she paused, instead of finding a large loner, she found a half frozen pup, not much older than 5 moons, she immediately went down beside him and tried to wake him "Hello little pup, are you alright? Can you hear me?" She spoke soothingly but was assessing his condition, a gash on his leg, and infected head wound, nothing she couldn't take care of but that depended on how far gone he was. If he woke than she could get him through it, if not than....Well, she didnt like to think about it.

[rottenmutt]

{Sister PM me?:3 I have a idea.c:}

Illusion.Male.Chooser.

Illusion laughed menacingly. Lashing his tail around, and seeing the fae's eyes widen in pain then shutter shut made him feel great. He lashed his tail around and narrowed his eyes at Nova. He snorted and looked at Curse. "Now, we need to hunt and get some food for Merle." he said and smiled softly. He thought of his son, and why he hadn't seen him in two weeks. Illusion saw a rabbit and chased it,grabbing it by its throat. "Come on Curse," he mutter with the dead rabbit. He turned to Nova and laughed. Her wounds, and sister dead. How great. Illusion padded alongside Curse to Merle. When he saw Merle he wagged his tail. He ran after him, dropping the rabbit at his feet. "I got you something to eat," he said. Blood scattered all over his fur. He lashed his tail around and pinned his ears back. Letting outta whine and whisper. "Son, why have you been avoiding me lately?" he said and tilted his head. He loved Merle like a kid. And now he was ignoring Illusion like he was trash, a useless killer of a wolf. When he heard Brisby he backed away, not growling or showing fear, just a bit startled. He tilted his head and thought her voice as familiar.




Vinyl.Male.Alpha.

Vinyl stretched and looked over at his partner and wagged his tail and nuzzled her in the den. He stood up walking out with her. When the warm sunlight shined upon his grey fur, making it shine and glimmer. He turned to his mate and smiled. "Sure," he said wagging his tail. It was getting that time of year, when Females go into heat, and he wanted pups with his lovely mate. They had grown so close, and learned to love each other and become greatly close. He barked happily at her wagging his tail. He was nothing without her now, he had grown to love her and be passionate with her.