Rushing Stream Pack!! Wolf/Dog rp. More wolves really needed

[A s u n a.]

(( ah, with the odds and such during battle, I'll leave asti out until it's over, if thats alright. So, as to clear something up, the fleet are attacking each other, (mavens or some of the fleet?) under the command of rilke? And the mavens are enemies of the rushing stream pack, correct? Pardon my absence and complete cluelessness, and Iv'e not managed to read all through whats happened, haha. ))

[atlos]

(Did flask run?if not , ignore this.)
Tension:
Tension sniffed, trying to find the murderer who caused all this. Flask. He charged into the forest he knocking into mavens with his torn up shoulder( pretend that happened). He growled trying to sniff out the killer. He hoped he could stay sane enough, just to help.
Utha:
(Still fighting and growling angrily. )
Mayzi:
(Fighting)

[Hick]

Flask is the leader of a fleet, and evil group of rogue wolves made up of eleven packs. He is a Felidae, (Alfa), and the other wolves are his mavens. Rilke is Flask's Knave, (Beta), but during the battle between the pack and the fleet he's secretly betrayed the Fleet, convincing 4 out of the eleven packs in the fleet to fight alongside him and help the Rushing Stream Pack.))

[Hick]

Lol, this is what's going on with Flask-



Flask-

The brute lingered in the shadows of the far clearing, masses upon masses of wolves crawling behind him, barking hungrily and at his command. For a moment he paused, frowning... "Why isn't Rilke back yet? They should have taken out the majority of the pack by now," he growled, gritting his teeth as he whirled around, glaring down at the blank faces of his maven's. "Stop standing there and get them!" The brute roared, peeling his lips back into a viscous snarl.
...But something was wrong about the wolves, their eyes filled with a sense of lust, danger, rebellion... No one moved. In fact, one of them just literally sat there, plopping himself down and giving a good scratch of the ear. "Did you not hear me?! Go!!" They ignored him, rolling their tongue's out the side of their mouth, panting and grinning crookedly. The one who was scratching his ear suddenly paused, meeting Flask's gaze head on. "...Who else is in the mood for squirrel's?"

Ivory-

The little pup whimpered, shaking violently with dread and fear as she pressed herself against the ground, her eyes wide.

[atlos]

(Oh woah. Flask is good now? Dang this will make tension look bad)
Tension:
Tension still sniffed for him. He growled to himself.

[Hick]

Totally random maven- (will name later?)

He nodded, gritting his teeth as he ducked beneath another maven, clamping his jaws onto it's tender underfur and thrashing his head wildly. The coppery taste of blood filled his mouth, warm as he drew away with a snarl. "Flask," he managed a huff, driving forward with exertion as another wolf clawed his sides. "Is...down by that...valley," he breathed, ripping flesh and fur as he lunged. "Traitor!" the other maven spat before being thrown to the ground, the young brute not even blinking as he drove hard for his throat. "...Rilke will lead us there in suit two once we've fully defeated his maven's on the right side," he nodded as he got back up, running his tongue hungrily over his maw as he grinned back up at Kael. Behind him he could see only a few other wolves fighting, the clearing growing soft, restless.

Nothing much, Rilke made the cue for his packs to betray the fleet, so now it's five against seven...two of which just got mauled by the rushing stream pack, leaving five against five.))

[atlos]

Utha:
Utha growled and shouted, "Keep fighting!! We won't give up!!" Utha leaped at he maven, tearing at his fur. He snapped at his jaws.

[NerdyPegasus]

image here.: Kilo is a brown pup with Amber eyes
Username: Horse00636
Gender: female
Wolf name: Kilo
Rank: pup
Wanted Rank: none yet
Backstory: Kilo is a newborn in the forest ( right now) who was abandoned
Personality: none yet
Mate: nope ( username of mate)
Crush: nope (username of crush)
Pups: she is a pup (username of pup)
Family: was abandoned (username of family)
Other: wolves are the bomb









Stella jumped on a fae's back, biting her neck.

[atlos]

(accepted sorry)

[Hick]

Flask isn't good now, he never was. You probably got mixed up between the maven's and him. He's telling them to go, attack the pack and find Rilke, but they're ignoring him because Rilke's howl gave code two. They're just sitting there, relaxed, and Flask is about to get REALLY mad.))