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[Bolt1784]

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Merle's desperate and pathetic shivering intensified as Brisby jumped over the log in a battle stance, seemingly out for blood, but - she stopped, and immediately her aggressive stance was dissolved in to a softer and caring one. The pup was half aware at the time, and the freezing cold and his sickness caused him to stay put, as if frozen. To show that he heard heard Brisby, he lifted his head a little, and tilted his head to one side slightly in curiosity. Part of him wanted to get up and run away, not associating himself with any other wolves, but...Brisby seemed kind. The least he could do was acknowledge her presence and concern. "I-I'm okay, miss..." He replied quietly, his voice noticeably low and scratchy, as if he was trying to hold back a cough.

Suddenly, his slight happiness decomposed in to a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He flattened his ears. Illusion was right behind him, wasn't he? Why did he want to help now?! Why would anyone want to help him? He saw himself as a wretched monster. A beast. A thing. "Father, p-please just leave me be." He begged, his voice sounding broken and faded as he tried to contain his conflicting emotions.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion. Male. Chooser.

Illusion pinned his ears back. "Son..." he trailed off.. Why did his son run away? Illusion searched for him for awhile, but this pup as good at hiding in trees. Illusion backed away. "I- I can't leave you be, I love you care for you. Your family, your my son. Without you i'm nothing, I took care of you since you were little and we got separated when I was chased out of my old pack. I'm so sorry for that," pinning his ears down. "I should have known better, But they chased me out, they wanted to kill me, and you for being associated with me. So I made a deal if I stepped down, and left, even without you.. They wouldn't kill you," he said and he whined. "Son, you know I would never hurt you on purpose, I was protecting you. You're my only family. Me and my brother, are hated rivals. And I never knew my parents...." said the large black muscle built brute and he stared down at the young pup. He couldn't loose Merle, he could't. What else could he do without him!? He did have Curse, and Curse was like his real brother. Always having his back and always standing up and helping him. But Merle was Illusion's son. it would hurt him to loose him..

[~Shy~]

Brisby

Brisby's eyes widened and she quickly stood over the pup in a protective stance, what had the pup called him? Father? The Chooser had no pups, he was too busy making other wolves lives miserable to have any time for pups, even if they were related, the pup didn't seem at all happy to see him and she felt the need to defend him,whatever happened she had always had soft spot for pups and always looked out for them, no matter what the consequence.She looked at him in shock Her voice broke through the silence "Don't worry, Chooser, the pup is safe but very ill, if you let me treat him i'm sure he'll recover, please stand aside, i must get to my herbs." She always said his name in a clipped and slightly sarcastic voice, to diminish the power it held over some wolves, others were terrified of him but she only set out to infuriate him.

[Bolt1784]

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Merle opened his mouth to make an aggressive retort at how Illusion wasn't his real father, and how Illusion was always leaving him to be with others, but something stopped him, and he slowly closed his mouth again, his eyes fixed on Illusion's. A ghost of a smile pushed itself on to Merle's face, brightening his dim eyes a little - whether it was the smile or the sun rising, he was unsure. But he felt something...Good. All he saw was his brave and determined father standing there in the rays of the sun. Like it used to be. When Merle saw Illusion as the hero of his pack. But as Brisby stood over Merle, he remembered the negatives again, and slowly a glare worked its way back to his face. It was clear that he was scared and uneasy. He had seen Cadenza lying dead. Cadenza had not comitted any crimes against anyone as far as he knew. So what was Illusion's excuse this time? To take someone's life for...Fun!? That hardly seemed reasonable. Suddenly the desire to flee struck him, and Merle automatically stood up, like a robot running on programming. But before he fully stood, a violent cough caused him to fall to the ground again, and he shook harder, clearly distressed, uncomfortable, and very sick. He covered his face with his small paws and tried to hold back a sob, but it escaped his barriers, and a tear rolled down his cheek. "Father, please...Please tell me why...Why didn't you tell me this before?" He demanded, removing his paws from his face, with a half wary glare. "I thought you left me on purpose!! I thought you hated me all this time! Why didn't you just tell me instead of running off with other wolves?!" He barked through his uncontrollable sobs, his voice hitching a couple of times as he held back coughs.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion.Male.Chooser.

Illusion turned to Brisby and growled deeply snapping his jaws, a angry and aggressive reaction, as always. But hearing that she was willing to help Merle, he calmed down. His bristled fur relaxed and his body stance normal and calm. He nodded. "Please help him," he said in a whine. He turned to Merle. He pinned his ears down and whined. "Merle, there was no good way to tell you. I was scared that you would have thought I was lying, and disowned you. When I never meant for that. I was protecting you from the nasty Shadow Pack of mine. I couldn't see you get hurt. You may not be my real son, but I treat you like one and see you as one. You are my son in my heart, and that's what matters." he said and nuzzled Merle. Licking one of his wounds. He turned his head away. "My job is to take care of you, even if I have to run away.. its always for the best and keeps you out of harms way. If anything ever happened to you, I would never forgive myself. Ever since I adopted you, you became my son in my eyes. I will never have my own pups, I mean look at me." he pinned his ears down. "I am the chooser, I am cursed upon every where I go. Everybody hates me. My only real friends, are you and Curse." he turned his head to Curse and nodded with a small smile. "If you remember him, when you were younger you called him uncle curse..." he said with a half hearted smile.

[~Shy~]

Brisby's fur bristled, and she nodded curtly at him, she waited until he was done talking to the pup Merle, remember that and then gently picked the pup up by his scruff and brought him back to her den, she didn't care if The Chooser was following, but Merle was in a dire condition and needed treatment immediately, she placed him down gently before she realized he was crying "Shhh, don't worry, i'm going to help you get better but i'll need you to eat this" She had wrapped the herbs in a generous amount of caribou, as good as they were with their healing properties the taste of the herbs was undesirable, usually she would only have to use them on the outside, but she was worried about his rasping cough, she put the meat down in front of him and started to treat his cuts.

[Bolt1784]

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Merle was about to try to make another aggressive remark, but once again something stopped him dead in his tracks. He...Couldn't find the capacity to hate Illusion. Here he was, admitting that he had to accept defeat in some aspects. Merle pitied him somehow. Perhaps, deep down in that tainted mind of his, he still had the ability to run and play like a normal pup, and he could truly look up to Illusion as his hero again. Would that ever happen? Perhaps. But for now, Merle was more concerned about making amends. Slowly drawing his composure back, the pup looked up at Illusion with a serious expression, his green eyes deep with sorrow and understanding. Suddenly Brisby picked him up by his scruff, and he gave a quiet growl in a half-hearted protest that wasn't going to work anyway. Instead, he smiled kindly at Illusion, showing that he understood his father's reasoning, but Brisby took him to her den. He didn't like it in the pack's camp - there were too many potentially hostile wolves. But he 'kept his cool' as best as he could, trying to feel more grateful for Brisby's help. But he had wanted to die...What spurred him in to changing his mind? Had he even changed his mind? Merle didn't even bother asking himself. He let one ear spring back to its usual place as Brisby placed him in the den, and he tried to stop crying. Nodding in acknowledgement, the pup started to eat the herbs and caribou meat.

[rottenmutt]

Illusion.Male.Chooser.

Illusion watched Merle get carried off, and pinning his ears down he walked to Curse. Nudging him with his paw. "Come on, Curse. We have to make sure he's okay, but we have to sneak into the pack lands.. Because if were caught I don't feel like fighting or killing right now." which was rare for Illusion to not want to do that, but he wanted to tend to Merle. He followed after Brisby and Merle. He sat outside of her den. Laying in the tall grass, hoping the two lovey Alpha's wouldn't find him. He needed to focus on Curse and Merle now. Nothing else, Brisby would most likely report to her Alpha that the chooser was here, and he would have to fight more wolves. He snorted and laid his head down in his paws. Awaiting the word for Merle. he sighed and pinned his ears down in worry and anguish. Hearing Merle cry, Illusion felt terrible and he let out a quite sigh. He didn't know what to do, he messed up again. Probably lost another friend due to his hateful and angered ways. this was terrible. He stood up looking down at his paws and cringed. His fur bristled on ends as he growled at himself. Illusion would never be the real father Merle deserved. He sighed and looked into the den. "Merle, never forget me.." he said in a soft whisper and he turned and started to walk away tearing up. Illusion had a deep care for this pup, and the pup deserved a better family, a better father then Illusion. Illusion knew what he was. A heartless, monster who had always made mistakes.

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Shadow . Omega
Shadow dashed through the woods, his paws burning. He felt his nose twitching as it caught each scent. He mumbled what he smelled under his heavy breath, "Hare.. two days.. wolf.. a week.." Shadow halted, sniffing the air. He began to slowly prowl towards the scent, "Hare.." He could clearly see the small white creature only a few steps away. It was small, weak, and helpless, much like himself. He let out a sigh as he thought of the comparison, then lunged at the animal. His jaws clamped onto it's body before it had even looked up. Shadow smiled, dropping the hare to the snow. "See? I can hunt.. a hare." He picked his prey off and stalked towards the center of their territory. Once he arrived he sadly tossed the hare onto the other kill. Large kill. Shadow only stood staring at the kill, deep in thought.

[obiole]

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.

pheaca

she wiggled her tail, too, and nuzzled him. she was afraid to talk about pups right now, thinking he would be furious towards her, so she came up with a lie. "uh.. c-can i sleep i-in the alpha den now? i think we've been together long enough to trust one another." she said with a smile and her tail began to go faster from side to side. she licked behind his ear and smiled, taking in his scent.