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[Resin]

Resin- Alpha Female- 40 Summers

Gently she pulled herself away from the sleeping pup. She'd been in the same position for so long her joints were getting stiff. Moving to a sitting position, she gingerly placed weight upon her left paw, trying not to jar the wound on her chest. There was a gentle throb and a slight burn, but other than that she felt it little.

Black ears flicked forward and she gave Curse, now Isis, her full attention. She listened intently, taking in each word that was spoken. The pain in remembering such events were evident upon the females face. A tragic past indeed. She was thankful that she'd never had pups.

As Isis drew to a close, Resin slid down from the raised platform of rock, careful not to move too fast to risk injuring herself further. She closed the distance between them and slid her cheek along the other females muzzle before resting her neck over Isis's shoulder in a sort of embrace, not minding at all that her wound was being compressed. In a low, soft voice that only the pair of them could hear, she spoke. "I'm glad that you've chosen to take back your name. You deserve it." The embrace continued a moment longer, finishing with a light squeeze.

Settling back, she sat upon her haunches, wrapping her tail about her dark paws. Still she used a quiet, private voice. "You've left that all behind you. Here you will be protected, appreciated and loved." She met the gaze of the female before her, those unnatural yellow orbs burning bright. "You've left it all behind but one thing. The pup that was taken from you did not die. He lived and he thrived."

She searched Isis's face for a reaction. "Pipaluk wasn't sure if you were ready to know until you shed your past. In shedding your name, I believe that you've done what she wished." With a smile, she broke the new that she'd been holding for a while. "Your pup is grown and he is well as we've all seen. The young male that helped us that day at the river; he followed his father South." She rose and licked Isis between the eyes. "She also informed me that he's nothing like his father. You should go to him."

With that, she left Isis to her thoughts. Resin was quite thrilled that Isis had shared her thoughts. It was the step that she needed to take. Both she and Pipaluk had been worried that Curse would reject the pup if she continued to dwell in the past. However, with the death of Curse and the rebirth of Isis, Resin felt that she was more than ready. It was a good thing, too. The secret had been killing her.

[Soriams]

((Hey, so you all remember those 10º temps I was complaining about a week ago? Well, it's going to be 70º here tomorrow. Man I love our crazy weather! Oh, and Punk, I love Isis' story. Very moving.))

Ahote
Male | 46 | Fighter
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Ahote nodded to Hrafn as he suggested they both watch, knowing as well as anyone that two pairs or eyes were better than one. Not that he was really expecting attack at this time, as the warm food and relative safety of the cave at his back had him feeling quite secure. Turning his attentions back to his bone, Ahote tipped his ears in Hrafn's direction when he spoke again, letting out a little whuff of a laugh at his comments. "Resin has more balls than you and I combined... I'm sure she is perfectly capable of sleeping on her own without me hovering over her like some wet-eared pup," he replied, a bit of dry humor curling his lips. Though at the same time, he greatly appreciated the thought. There was nothing he wanted more than to curl up next to her and feel the passing of her breath while she slept, but his sense of duty and respect for Resin kept him away. "Anyway, she is speaking with Curse right now. I think it best if we give them some time," he said a bit more seriously and turned his attentions back to his bone.

After awhile, a young wolf named Kona came hopping up to him, her golden eyes wide with concern. Touched by her concern for the Alpha, Ahote smiled to her, "Oh don't you worry. Our Resin is a tough one, and I'm sure she will be fine," he said, reassuring her as best he could even though his own heart still worried for her. Reaching up, he gave her a lick under the chin, "Have you eaten yet, Kona? There should be plenty left. Just make sure you get back into the cave before dark. I'm sure there will be others who will want to take their share of our kills and I wouldn't wan you getting caught out there." Rather than scolding, his words were gentle and held only concern for her safety. Though young, the pup had taken on responsibility beyond her years, and much like Mirage he had taken a liking to her. She held promise as a fighter, and already he knew the little scrapper could take care of herself well enough to make the trip down to the kills without supervision.

By this time, Ahote had gnawed the end of his bone off, and he let it sit for awhile. Surrounded by the pack and knowing that everyone was safe had soothed his frayed nerves. Yet, as he looked out over those sitting in the snow and remember who he had seen earlier in the cave, he began to realize that not everyone was accounted for. Running the long day through his head a few more times, he eventually looked back to Hrafn, "Hrafn, have you seen Pipaluk recently? I don't think I've seen her since sometime last night..." he said, trailing off as he tried to remember exactly when that was. He had slept through the little incident between Attican and Lani, and had been tracking down Kira when Resin had told the others, so he had no idea that she wouldn't be accompanying them further.

Lani
Female | 57 | Hunter
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With Kuolema's help, Lani drug the remains of her kill back to the pile just a bit down from the cave. Being built low to the ground gave her good leverage, and overall the task wasn't that hard, yet by the time she had reached the top of the hill Lani was huffing and puffing just like the others. Her fellow hunters had scattered, with Kuolema resting a ways off and Iparok seemed to be having a bit of dessert next to the now half-eaten pile of venison. That young hunter had promise, and though he didn't seem to think very highly of himself, she appreciated his tracking abilities. She hardly knew the other wolf, and though he was much younger than the others who had taken part in the hunt, he too showed courage. Either could benefit from the gentle guidance of her firm paw. Or so she thought anyway. Looking between the two of them as she considered whom to bother next, Lani eventually gave up on both of them, deciding instead to check out who was in the cave.

Approaching the entrance, she paused between Ahote and Hrafn, a bit of a smile growing on her blood-stained lips. "Well, isn't this a handsome honor guard we have here?" she said with a flick of her tail. Though Ahote worried far too much for her liking, this new brute, with his silken black pelt and suave mannerisms was easy enough on the eyes. She might have considered lingering there with them, had her heart not already belonged to Attican that was. That stray thought was enough to keep her moving, and she took her fattened self and squeezed into the cave.

Once inside, Lani wandered about looking over those who had finished eating and were relaxing in the caverns's warmth. The activity was starting to sir up the contents of her over-burdend stomach though, and after a few minutes she began to feel too tired to keep putting about. Thus, she decided that it was high time for a nap and she soon found a nice spot at the back of the cave to settle into. Within a few minutes she was out like a light, snoring softly.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

((Thank's Soriams, I had all the imagery in my head back when I started in this RP, and I knew eventually It'd get written but wow, that was fun. also side note? Has anyone heard from Jaguar sense he left on the 13th?"))

[Resin]

((Jag is on her way home from visiting family. She was on today for a few minutes but didn't have time to write. Also, I totally can't remember if Hrafn knows about Pipaluk, so we'll just pretend that he does. 70 degrees? yowza. It snowed again today and we're expecting rain on Saturday. Crazy weather.))

Hrafn-Male Hunter- 46 Summers

The jet black brute laughed softly at the lighter brutes retort. "Indeed she does. Not very attractive mental imagery, but she is ballsy." Again he laughed, though quietly so he didn't wake the female beside him. He cast a sideways glance at Ahote. 'Funny remark, but you didn't deny that she was your lady,' he thought to himself. Damn him for being observant, he supposed.

Though it irked him slightly to have another impressive male about, and Ahote was impressive, more so than any of the other males in the pack at least, he would enjoy the sport of it all. What was the point of having a female if you weren't willing to fight for her? Xani slept beside him, her breathing deep and even. "This one here is quite lovely as well, is she not? And that Curse is a pretty gal. A bit thin, but pretty."

"And then there's this lovely lady here." Hrafn shot Lani a charming grin, his remark loud enough for her to hear. He continued with. "Evening, ma'am." With dark amber eyes he watched as the white wolfess flicked her tail and sauntered into the cave. "She reminds me of my mother, that one. Boisterous as all get out. Nosy little busybody, but a kind, loving wolf at heart, she was." As was his habit, Hrafn brought one black paw to his maw and picked the ice bits from between his pads.

When the pup arrived, Hrafn shot her the same winning smile, though it lessened when she questioned Ahote about Resin. It seemed that everyone was enamored with the Alpha and he didn't blame them. When the pup left, Hrafn cast that glance at Ahote once more. "You're good with the little ones, I see, though everyone here seems to trust you well."

Ahote's question about Pipaluk caught him off guard. The good natured smile that he'd worn previously faded. "I assumed you would know." With the paw that he'd been de-icing, he scratched an itch on his muzzle. "The old gal left. Decided that it was her time and she just wandered off to die." Placing his paw back on the ground, he stared out into the distance, watching the pack as they picked at the kills. "Sad, really. I quite liked that old grey lady. I hope she walks with the ancestors now." After that, he became quiet, still watching those down the path.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

((Ah okay, good to know she's okay! I was just worried XD, now I must let my sister use the computer, see you in the morning all))

[Resin]

((Yep. She's ok. (: See you tomorrow. What'd everyone get from their 18th boxes, by the way? I ended up with three freaking horses. Not thrilled.))

[knameless]

(a rare rabbit, and two rats that haven't finished growing. I would post now, but I've not much time before school, and It just won't be good if I rush it.)

[-Starchild.Keith-]

(I got 2 dogs, both of which are old and I'm not sure if I have or not, and a camo horse. I'm going to make a short post for Xani just because I want to write. )

Xani
- Female - 21 - Fighter -

As Xani's shivers subsided, she sunk into a deep sleep. Her aching body was yearning for nothing more and it was now very grateful. She relaxed completely, soft snores coming from her muzzle as she leaned against the brute next to her for warmth. If she consciously knew what she was doing, she would have probably scooted away in embarrassment. The last time she had slept this close to someone was when she was only 7, over 14 years ago.

As she slept, Xani started to dream once more. It was more relaxed, however, and didn't seem to be as much of a message that the last one had. There was no red, no blood, and no death.

Xani was trotting through the woods, stalking a herd of reindeer again. There were shapes of wolves around her, and though she couldn't outright recognize them, she knew them to be the rest of her pack. She trotted along at the head of the group, scanning this way and that. She wasn't aware fully of what she sought, but she knew it to be something.

After trotting for what seemed like 20 minutes, she paused. Up ahead on a hill was a male. There was something familiar about him, and Xani tried to place him. She could see no one else in her pack clearly, but she guessed that the male was either Hrafn or Ahote, judging by the stance and how comfortable she felt to his presence. The outline was extremely fuzzy, but beckoning. Every step closer made him clearer. Just as she was about to find out who it was, the entire dreamscape vanished.

Though the dream ending didn't wake her up, it did make her shift restlessly a bit. A huff escaped her and her tail swished twice as her back feet dug into the snow slightly.

[Khaleesi Stormborn]

((Yay awesome, Thanks Resin, I try to write but I don't think I'll ever be able to post long posts like you guys do LOL!))

~~..: Azaria::.5 years.::Pup/hunter in training.::Sleeping:..~~



~~..:Lokia.::45 Years.::Loner.:: alone:..~~
Lokia followed the smell of Reindeer til she came upon the bloody field. A few were still milling about not to far away, She studied them and lowered her nose to the bloody snow, and began licking it up, slurping up the bloody slushy snow. Which only served to make her hungrier, and cold. She let out a long sigh and pushed forward through the snow, sniffing hoping she would find some scraps left behind. Her nose told her that other wolves had been here and that this mass killing had been their doing. She paused sniffing at a few paw prints, no they were not anyone she knew. She let out a laugh that echoed off the trees.

Of course they arn't anyone I know, She spoke with good humor in her voice. You've all been dead sense I was just a pup. She wagged her tail amused by her own silly thought process and began to follow the footprints. She tended to stay away from other wolves, just because it was easier on her. She paused sniffing the air, she could smell wolves but not see them. The most over powering scent though was that or the carcasses. She slowly creapt into the clearing her nose going along with her ears, she didn't see anyone so she slung towards the pile of meat. Soon she came upon the left overs, licking her lips she lowered her belly into the snow and with out a sound inched up to the closest one, and soon she lost herself in filling her belly. Her tail going a mile a minute as she dug in, moaning in pleasure as the food filled her stomach.

[knameless]

Kona
11-female-nonrank-by the carcasses, with Lokia

"Oh don't you worry. Our Resin is a tough one, and I'm sure she will be fine."

Kona nodded slightly at Ahote's words, relieved. She was about to head back to the shelter when she heard him say,

"Have you eaten yet, Kona? There should be plenty left. Just make sure you get back into the cave before dark. I'm sure there will be others who will want to take their share of our kills and I wouldn't wan you getting caught out there."

"Oh!" she said. "No, I haven't yet." She had forgotten in all the excitement over Resin.

Kona stomped through the thick snow to where the kills had been left, anticipating the meal she was about to get.

She scowled grumpily. All that was left of most of the deer were piles of skin and bones. Kona resigned herself to picking out bits of meat from between the skeletons. She made her way over to one of the less-picked clean bodies and was about to take a strip of sinew in her jaws when she heard a noise.

A sort of happy snuffling noise, it was coming from the opposite side of the carcass. She couldn't make anything out, as there was still a lot of skin left on this one. Frozen, she thought back. No one else was out of the cave, besides Ahote, Xani, and Hrafn, but they were guarding the entrance! Kona came to the conclusion that this must be an intruder. Blinded with self-righteous rage, and loyalty to her pack, she threw herself around the side of the carcass, raising her hackles and snarling at the silvery gray intruder.

"Who are you?" the pup barked indignantly. "This is our kill!"

Iparok
22-male-hunter-sleeping