The Blue Orchid Pack | open

[parlaymars]

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ＴＨＥ ＴＲＵＴＨ ＩＳ ＲＡＲＥＬＹ ＰＵＲＥ ＡＮＤ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＳＩＭＰＬＥ.

x. male
x. six years
x. beta male
x. mated to... Lady Rose
x. crushing on... Riven

x. talking to... no-one
x. doing... patrolling
x. feeling... at ease for once

---------The burly brute they called Kedar could not sleep. He rolled over in his den, trying to get comfortable, and when the morning sun streamed through the mouth of the small opening he shared with Rose, the male had had enough. He sneezed once, rose to his paws, and padded silently out of camp with his fur sticking up in all directions and a glower on his face. He was not, decidedly, a morning person.
---------Still the day soon had his rolling his sore muscles and the brisk walk around the edge of the pack's perimeter put the normally grumpy male in semi-good spirits. His signature growl descended, however, when he spotted his mate talking to Chief. He hadn't had much time to talk with his packmates, much less one so like himself, and he decided to leave them. Rose could more than handle herself - he'd found that out firsthand. A tiny shake of the leaves was all that gave him away as he melted back into the forest.

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ＧＥＴＴＩＮＧ ＬＯＳＴ ＷＩＬＬ ＨＥＬＰ ＹＯＵ ＦＩＮＤ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ.

x. female
x. four years
x. healer
x. mated to... no-one
x. crushing on... Chief

x. talking to... no-one
x. doing... checking herb stock
x. feeling... bored, lonely

---------Everlea had woken up before dawn, as was her custom, and had been up for several hours before the beta male stirred and sauntered out of his den. She paid the grumpy brute no mind, and turned her sharp focus towards sorting and checking the stock of the pack's herbs.
---------Her mind wandered as she counted, jumping for topic to topic. It wasn't that she didn't love her work - Everlea loved being a healer. It was just... certain aspects of the job were boring for her. Like counting and sorting herbs. The faintly pretty white-silver fae lifted her head, wondering if there was anyone she could talk to.

[slccat]

Hey! Someone has a crush on Chief! Thats a once in a life time thing c; ;;

[eleutheromania]

(( haha, every wolf has to have a crush so it's quite possible xD ))

[slccat]

(( haha, every wolf has to have a crush so it's quite possible xD ))

Shhh, I was trying to leave that little situation out of this equation c; ;;

Lady Bambi ♕

➳ Nickname ;; Bambi ➳ Age ;; Three Years ➳ Crush ;; No One ➳ Rank ;; Healer ➳ Looks ;; xXx ➳ Tags ;; No One

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Her baby blue eyes flickered around the pack as she slowly stepped out of her den. Shaking her pelt, and letting the loose dirt fall from her pelt. Blinking a few times, she let out a small sigh. Lowering her head down to the ground, she took in a deep breath and let the smell of the earth come into her lungs and fill it up as if the smell was supposed to be there. Closing her eyes slowly, she felt a small smile come to her lips as she smelled the fresh scent of herbs. Opining her eyes, she turned on her heeles and started to make her way through the forest that lay before her. Pushing past the bushes and undergrowth she kept her paws silent agents the ground in case there was any rabbits or other small animals near bye. The last thing she wanted was to scare them off.

Keeping her nose close to the ground, she kept her scent on the trail that would lead her to the herbs. Feeling her head snap up so fast that there was a kink in her neck, she spotted the herbs. Half walking, half prancing over to the herbs, she lowered her head down and started to yank at the pieces of the ground. Lifting her head up, berries, and grass and chunks of dirt that clung to the berries and grass, hung down from her jaws. Turning back around, she slowly started to make her way back to the den in the small pack. Breaking into the clearing, she slowly looked at the mouth of her den, before entering it. It was dark in there, but Bambi knew the whole den by heart. And she slowly lowered the herbs down to the ground. After she did that, she broke out of her den, feeling the warm sun hit her pale white pelt. She felt her eyes search around, wondering who was near.

[cheshire.]

[ four ] . [ female ] . [ healer ] --- Ｋｒｙｓａｎｔｈｅ

Krysanthe padded along the camp, pleased with her work that she had done. Now, the healer's dens were stocked with needed herbs, not to mention that the other healer Bambi had also added to the supplies. Both of them were skilled at what they did so Krysanthe was respectful of the other fae. Walking along now, her nose picked up the very fae she had been talking about. Eager to socialize, the fae veered left towards the smell. Not to her surprise, she spotted the pretty female outside the den. A warm smile spread to her face and Krysanthe trotted up. "Morning Bambi. I trust you slept well?" Krysanthe made small talk, knowing full well how Bambi slept as they were together in the same den.

[ three ] . [ male ] . [ omega ] --- Ｏｍｅｇａ

Nodding vigorously, Omega dug into the meat. His fangs were still sharp from pup hood and along with Pyrric, they made short work of the rabbit. His stomach was unaccustomed to so much food and within the moments that he had finished, Oliver vomited some of it up. His ears flattened pitifully as his stomach heaved and cause him pain. Luckily they were hidden but Omega was afraid someone would smell them out and now their evidence was everywhere. "P-pyrric, j-just go." Oliver said softly. He would try and destroy their scene.

[eleutheromania]

Pyrric wasn't expecting him to throw it back up. She lifted a paw to avoid stepping in it and then shook her head no. "You ate way to fast." She told him. She felt sick but at least she tried to keep it down. The omega turned her back to Oliver before she began digging, letting the dirt cover the mess.

[parlaymars]

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ＧＥＴＴＩＮＧ ＬＯＳＴ ＷＩＬＬ ＨＥＬＰ ＹＯＵ ＦＩＮＤ ＹＯＵＲＳＥＬＦ.

x. female
x. four years
x. healer
x. mated to... no-one
x. crushing on... Chief

x. talking to... omega and pyrric
x. doing... talking
x. feeling... dismayed, workaholic

---------The female pricked her ears, and when the rancid smell of vomit wafted her way she didn't think. Grabbing a bundle of herbs in her jaws, she ran towards the smell. When she got the the mess, she put down the herbs with a soft sigh.
---------"oh dear. what have you two gotten yourselves into?"
---------the fae gingerly picked her way across the spoiled mess, trying very hard not to wrinkle her nose at the smell of vomit.
---------"I think we have a case of refeeding syndrome over here. tell me, when was the last time you got a decent meal?"
---------Everlea asked absentmindedly as she looked over the soiled clearing, the picked-clean remains of the rabbit, and the blood on Omega's and Pyrric's muzzles.

[cheshire.]

[ three ] . [ male ] . [ omega ] --- Ｏｍｅｇａ

Looking weakly to Pyrric, the wolf nodded, "Aren't you the detective?" He said ironically. As soon as he heard Everlea's voice, the omega practically exploded in panic and fright. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to break the rules!" The male found his words quite familiar, remembering his run in with Morianna. His chin hit the ground hard as he quickly went into a submissive stance. "A proper meal for omegas is the one given to them by the pack. To deny such food or demand more would be selfish and disgraceful. Omega's must never take valuable food for themselves as they have not been proven worthy." The words were spat out like he was a robot, the omega having learned such things when he was young. Such words had been drilled into his head and automatically came out when he was in trouble.

[eleutheromania]

The fae froze hearing Everlea. She scrambled away from the scene, looking at the healer. "You won't tell? Right? Please.." She managed rather quietly as she watched her with wide eyes. She looked around, hoping no one else would come and punish the two of them.

[Foxen]

Name: Riven
Age: Five
Gender: Fea
Rank: Hunter
Crush: Achilles
Pleased and agreed with the alpha's words she looked down at the deer and licked it, before facing Achilles "However I am afraid that you'll have nothing but bones to chew when the pack's done with this piece, so insist a leg" Riven nodded tearing the limb from the body as she nudged it to the brute's paws; licking her bloody lips however it was starting to made her breath hard from the kick to the chest she would go to the healer in a moment after sir Achilles had the meeting, the fea flinched yet staid put, she loved the company of the alpha as he was much more than his sight of handsome beings.
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Name: Zaran
Age: Five
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Crush: None that he can think of now!
"Mighty fine" Zaran smiled "How are you Love" The brute added as his gaze fell to hers as she laid before him.