||Shrouded||Wolf RP||

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia nodded her head as he spoke, blue eyes filled with thought and her ears laid flat against her head as he draped his head and neck across her shoulders and shivered at the contact, from the suden cold to warm. " I believe that your idea would be the best course of action." She agreed trying to sound like an alpha, but she knew that she was trying too hard. It wasn't often that a female was chosen to be the sole alpha, let alone one as small as her, one coming from the past rank of an omega.

[Alpha*]

He is stone still, and silent a while. Not because he fears to hurt or be hurt, but because he doesn't like contact with others very often. "Perhaps.. " Soldier clears his throat, it doesn't matter. "Perhaps I could show you now where Malone and I found the deer." is said. Those words are self concious, and his own gaze is averted - pelt fluffed up so the heat will include her. "And you should know, I think you try too hard to be alpha, wolves will follow you out of love, if you let them, and not the fear that you try to instill." that dark wolf flicks his ears. "You are not meant to bring fear, i think. The strength of a pack is in the pack, not the alpha wolf." Such wise words from a wolf who has not been a pack wolf since he was a moon old!

(dont know what to put for Malone)

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia's ears flick back towards his voice as he spoke and a soft sigh escaped her jaws, her own fur fluffed out as much as it can with all of the ice and snow clinging to it. Her sapphire eyes glance up as much as they could of the wolf beside her "you're right I am trying to hard... I guess it's not so much to instill fear as much as it is in fear if letting the others down..." She admitted looking back at the frozen white earth beneath her paws.

[Alpha*]

Soldier takes a deep breath, "Look, I'm.. not the one to ask, or perhaps even listen to when it comes to packs and relationships. I've killed more wolves than I've saved Nebbia. There is a reason I am called Ghost, but that does not matter now. What does matter is that if you keep hidding.. it will kill you. Or at the least.. tear down everything you ever wanted and got, or could get, or had. You. You'll.. be like.. like me." a pause, "And thats' fine, if.. if you are one that others do not dare to mess with because they know that they will loose, but you arent. You have... potential for something more." He takes a shuttering breath and drops his phantome gaze to the snow. "Fear should not rule you. It should.. umm help you. I am.. afraid.. every day."

[C O R V I D]

"Forgive me for saying you do not look like one who is afraid." A half-hearted laugh was faint in her voice as she lifted her small head at level with his. Sapphire eyes studied him for a moment before breaking to look up at the grey clouds covering the sky giving it the same gloomy hue. "But I guess I still have to figure out what more I have to offer the pack, to find and unlock what potential you say I have."

[nagisa kaworu]

Lykaios growled in disgust - at him, that was, as he nosed around the bushes, thick and draped with snow.

A brief thought about going to find food crossed his mind, but then he also remembered that Malone was waiting for him to get the poppy seeds - if she got an infection, or worse then... He tapped a paw harshly on the ground, snow flying to cover his lower front leg. No! No, he should not be thinking of this right now. Find the poppy seeds, find them and get back to Malone...

It doesn't take too long, but when he found them, he almost yelped with excitement, but held his voice down as his fur puffed up in the brief rush of joy. He easily took the poppies into his mouth, before he stood back up with head high and started trekking back towards the cave. He wasn't /too/ far from it, right?

Ahh, no, how could he forget the route he had taken? He wouldn't, but his pace was almost between a trot and a fast walk - it started to tire him out more frequently, moving, that is, and there's no question as to why. When the cave came into view, he darted into it to see Malone resting with a large nest made and a rat lying not too far away.

"I got the poppies," He mumbled. "But the elk I saw escaped - I was too weak to kill it, so..."

[Alpha*]

"I am fearful, I have doubts. But I know how to use them, how to hide them. You wear them on your pelt like full-summer-moon flowers." That huge, dark male speaks - staring into her eyes with cold indifferance until she looks away. Soldier moves a step away from her, "Perhaps we should return and speak there - you look cold, and it will only get colder as the sun does set and the storm that is looming once more moves in and strikes." Sol humms his answer; "If you wish to rule a pack, you must first rule yourself. Forgive me for saying so... but you.. ruling you? It does not work out so well as you think.''

Malone lifts her head at the sound of paw-steps, muffled by snow. It is not long before she spots the culprit - a rabbit. Ah! If only she could chase it! But no, it is not to be. Later, other steps - more purpouseful arouse her and then it is the gray male wolf who had left before. She almost did not expect him to return; but since he has she smiles a sleepy greeting and then lays her head back down with a shiver - it has grown colder. "Welcome back." is stated. Then, at his words, "Oh, thanks for the poppy. That is ok, elk can be eaten tomorrow. Today, eat the.. whatever that is - I caught it. It was lazy."

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia continued to stair up at the gloomy skies as he spoke but her ears had turned in the direction on Soldier's voice. A small nod could be seen before she starts to walk back to the camp.
((Sorry I know this post is bad, I have a pretty bad case of wb right now ))

[Alpha*]

(its ok, i only have amazing writing for one rp at the moment :p)

Soldier flicks his ears and follows her - his head pressed lightly against her fur, as if she were guiding him. When they enter the camp he pauses - as if not sure where to go and then follows again - having scooped up mouthfuls of snow on the way to the camp to state his thrist. A thirst which wasn't really because he was thirsty at all. Not really.

[nagisa kaworu]

Lykaios twitched his ears forward at her smile, which he returned with a soft curl of his lips.

The regret seemed to fade out of his face as he walked over to Malone and dropped the poppies down next to her, before trotting back a few steps and taking his seat in front of her. He breathed in a cold sigh as he fluffed out his thick coat. "Thank you for the... Rat, I assume? But you are welcome for the poppies - they were pretty easy to find after searching a couple of bushes."

If he could shrug his shoulders, he would to look nonchalant but of course, he could not. He only offered her another smile as he craned his head to the rat, pulling it easily in front of him. Holding it down with one paw, he took a bite - this would be the best meal he's gotten in weeks, and for Malone to catch it even though she's...

She was something else, that she-wolf whose eyes conquered forests.

As he chewed, absent-minded for a moment, he suddenly gulped down the meat in his mouth and spoke up, "Well, there's not much to do now. We can talk and such things, but other than that, I'm not quite sure." He tried his best to lighten up the situation with small talk - it was the best he could do anyways.