||Shrouded||Wolf RP||

[C O R V I D]

(@Alpha*, I'm not sure it would make more sense to start out at the very beginning before the hunters come in since it's a brand new thread.))


Nebbia's ears perked upon hearing a howl sounding form outside, along with the scent of blood and a call saying that there was food. The small fae's stomach rumbled once the scent blood. Rushing out of the den her den her suspicion of a fresh kill is confirmed when she walked out of the warmth of her den and saw the two loners Malone and soldier dragging in a mule deer. Nebbia's stomach growled once more at the sight.

Achak could hear the howl sounding from the camp. Though the sounding of conversing dogs only grew nearer possibly following him. Achak growled under his breath annoyed not wanting to lead them to camp, even if they were just strays he didn't want the mutts around the camp and his pack members.

Fell continued on her endless journey to no where her head bent against the harsh chilling wind that blew over the territory. snow blinding her as it hit her eyes and face, her black fur nearly entirely white now as she trudged through the thickening fresh snow gathering at her legs and paws.

(Sorry my post is so bad, I've been in a slump lately : ( ))

[nagisa kaworu]

The snow crunched unpleasantly beneath his feet, the sound sharp that signalled the snow was still fresh. Lykaios paused as soon as a sharp howl split the silence that was wrapped about him like a vice. Two howls, he had heard, and surmised it to be that of a pack's howl. It was faint, faint but he could tell he would soon be treading on pack territory.
The pack wolves he had met on his journey were rude and picked fights with him as he was passing through, despite his claims. After all, he had no fight to pick with packs, because he knew that he was no match for the onslaught of all the wolves in such packs. But he paid no heed- He was bold, a bit too much, but it did not matter to him.

[Alpha*]

(i see :p)

Malone tilts her head in recognition to Itachi, cuddled into the huge male at her sides' fur to be warm. She had never been big but with Sol's pretend she knows she could never, ever get away should the others attack. When Samma pads over and sits a bit away the silver she-wolf flicks her ears in greeting - the omega she-wolf was no threat to her, to them. "We should go and speak with Nebbia, the alpha she-wolf.. we dont have a den and the storm Sol, maybe she'll let us stay?" there is hope in her soft, melodical tones.

Soldier lifts his head and offers the tinyest of kindness to enter his scarred face, blue eyes appear dead and bored but he is carefully surveying. Keeping up the act. "No. Let them eat, no pack ever takes kindly to loners coming at meal time - even if it is they who made the kill." besides, their bellies are already full, distended. That is why they had fed the pack also. "If she wants us to stay she will come and ask us, or her second, Itachi will." is the rumble of soft answer. So, they wait in silence with perked ears.

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia padded up to the two loners head heals high as any Alpha wolf would do when addressing any other wolf. Once the Alpha fae was standing before the two wolves she dipped her head slightly in greeting. Ears lowered slightly to keep the cold wind from freezing them. "I know I speak for all of my pack when I saw thank you for prey" she started keeping her sapphire eyes locked on the two loner wolves before her. Hoping that her stomach doesn't growl again a she spoke. "It's not often a prey like this is seen or caught in the late winter like this."

Fell continued trudging on ignoring the faint howls from the pack that occupied the territory, and th ache that started to numb her bleeding paws. She'd been traveling for some time hoping to find a deasent meal even if it could be a small song bird, that would still be better than nothing. The winter has been a harsh one and prey was becoming scarcer each passing day. Which is taking its toll on the black she-wolf. Making her weak and skinner than she should have been.

[hachi.]

_/::LEVI::\_

Brown eyes fluttered upwards as he watched the loners drag the deer into camp. He didn't like them all that much, but he wasn't going to complain about free meat. Standing up, the beta walked over to stand beside Nebbia. The beta stood towering over the other three. His massive figure was intimating to many, but most knew he wouldn't fight unless he had to. As Nebbia thanked the loners, the beta let out a rumble of appreciation. He looked at the deer, a bit suspicious to how they found that large of a deer in this weather. His eyes flickered back to the entrance as Raven walked in. His tail twitched in greeting to the Hunter as she added a rabbit to the meal pile.

_/::Ailes D'un Corbeau::\_

As a howl reached her ears, the black fea broke into a jog. Her paws left imprints in the ground which were soon filled with snow. The black wolf was almost white from the falling snow. The hare she carried dangled limply in her jaws. As she entered the camp, her steps faltered. An annoyed growl erupted from her throat as she glared at the two loners. It was her job to find and gather prey for the pack. Not theirs. She sulked over to the pile, dropping the rabbit on the deer's belly, she turned and headed toward Levi, and Nebbia. Normally she wouldn't, but as it was prey related, it was her duty to thank the loners. Even if she didn't like them.

[Alpha*]

"Sol's blind.. hes a better tracker than a sighted wolf, keener nose and ears." whispers Mal worriedly as the wolves begin to gather around them - she is practically meshed to the huge males' side. Her voice holds fear - she has never felt safe around other wolves - so it shakes as she speaks. "You are welcome.. we could maybe show you sometime where we found her, its only a few hours travel, i mean.. its that.." the silver she-wolf swallows; when the she-wolf Ailes D'un Corbeau and the Beta Levi come closer she cannot surpress the whimper that brings the huge male to his feet with head lowered - the always snarl seeming to grow. But it is really the distrust and anger that brings her trembling to her paws.

Blue eyes seem to look at nothing as Soldier stands between the pack and his best friend, ears flick repeatedly to listen. "Look we know we arn't welcome - we just couldn't let the pups starve. That just isn't done - not by the Mera pack, and not by we rouges, and well, we know your... pack hunts arn't going that well most times - not well enough to sustain such a large pack.., we'll be on our way Nebbia; we want no trouble, only shelter as our den was caved in last night with snow and a tree- we however understand, loners are not to be trusted, let alone in winter." the large male rumbles, "By your leave." which causes the little wolf beside him to lay her tail on his left shoulder and they begin to leave with respectfully lowered heads and tails - one trembling and the other bold. Green eyes flick about to the wolves - wishing they would call them back and tell them that they could stay.

[Tyger Tyger]

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Name: Itachi
Rank: Lead fighter
Age: Three years
Gender: Male
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Itachi walked over as Raven entered the camp. "Nice catch." He said, without a hint of sarcasm, bumping his shoulder against hers in a friendly greeting. Any meat was good meat in a winter as cold as this one. He followed Raven across to the others, taking a place on the other side on Nebbia to Levi. "That may be a help." He said to Malone in a level tone. "Maybe you could show me and Raven later." It would give him a chance to check the border again, and it was logical for the lead huntress to come. "And anyone else who wants." He added as an afterthought. "But first we should eat." He was hungry, the pleasantries could wait.

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Name: Samma
Rank: Subordinate
Age: One year
Gender: Female
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Samma kneaded the snow with her paws, whiny quietly as she eyes the kill hungrily. Why couldn't the others just eat already so she could have some? She frowned at Levi and Raven's antipathetic response to Sol and Mal, but didn't say anything; both wolves outranked her and now wasn't the time. She did however move closer to Malone so she was sitting beside her, flicking her tail over so it brushed against the other fae and offering a friendly grin. Not everyone in the packs a jerk, she thought, though she wouldn't voice that so close to the pack.

[Alpha*]

The little she-wolf scoots away from the touch of Samma. Touch means hurt as she knows far too well. A shy smile to her, Samma wouldn't hurt her but forced in instincts are hard to get over. Malone swallows, "Its.. yeah, it would be a help, maybe." she agrees shyly but with a lowered head. Soldier, beside her is tence, ready for them to begin to run, or fight, as they had drawn to a hault when brushed against and spoken too by two different wolves - he wouldn't ever admit it but so many make him nervious, he is ready to fight, to kill. At the words to eat the large male speaks, "We have already eaten, perhaps Miss Samma could in our place." the words are soft, but unyeilding. Where he is from mothers and pups, the injured, sick and weak eat first then everyone else. There was no ranking and those pack-laws he knew and learned as a pup are a force of habit - hard to change, uneasy to twist.

[nagisa kaworu]

Lykaios often dawdled too long in his thoughts, pondering about what makes a pack favorable and unfavorable, and what makes loners, like him, strangers with intent to kill? In all his life, he has fought countless times before when charged at, be it another wolf or prey, but those were times when he was threatened. He had no time to idle in useless fights less he would be targeted first as the enemy. He would not trust a stranger himself, but he was not one with evil intentions.
Though who would believe his words? He snorted at his own stupidity as he treads on in the snow, tracks left behind in the white powder. He's constantly thinking, yet his gaze is flickering left and right, ears swiveling in the direction of sound that was not his steps nor the wind in his ear. Although, it doesn't take all too long for him to suddenly bunch up his muscles and release the tension is an upward leap, jaws clapping 'round the torso of a small sparrow. Hardly a fitting meal, he thought, as he lands back down, the snowy ground disturbed by the sudden actions. One life to sustain another life. It's fitting, in a way of savagery.

[hachi.]

_/::LEVI::\_

The beta watched the others speak, as Itachi spoke, he let out a rumble in agreement. "That would be good. The pack can always use more food." he spoke lowly. He let out a low growl at Samma as she came closer. She had no business coming over. As his ears flicked back, pinning against his head he continued to glare at the subordinate until she slunk off. As soon as she did, the brown male ears flicked forward and he appeared neutral once more. "No. Samma can eat with us when she earns it." was all the brown male said in response. However, he knew the choice was up to Nebbia in the end.

_/::Ailes D'un Corbeau::\_

She rolled her eyes at the fighter, she playfully nipped his shoulder in response. "Shut up. Maybe you can get off your butt one of these days and come help me." she teased gently. As she sat down behind the beta and alpha, she looked to her left as Itachi sat down next to her. The black wolf shivered, snow falling out of her coat. "Yes that would be helpful perhaps, heaven knows hunting with this coat color isn't easy." she said with a soft chuckle. "Yes let's." she said in response to eating. She rolled her eyes as the two loners suggested the subordinate could eat in their place. The idea was ridiculous of course, the fea had as much right to first choice as the omega's did.