||Shrouded||Wolf RP||

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia gazed back into the frozen forest and smiled lightly heading his words and hearing his suggestion. Hunting would be good especially if Rey could bring back something nice for the pack like an elk, hopefully there would still be enough lingering around for now before they would move to another area. And Nebbia would be lying if she said that the idea hadn't crossed her mind on more than one occasion. Smiling softly back in Soldiers direction Nebbia nodded. "Yes, I would. " she spoke smoothly.

[Alpha*]

Surprise lights his eyes, he had expected her to say a solid no... not agree. Those blue eyes meet hers for a long moment and he smiles, genuinely. "To the east, this morning, I smelt some. Or... we could feed the pack the wild-cat. Perhaps both. Waist not, want not." a pause, "I've eaten worse." mainly? Human trash.

[C O R V I D]

Nebbia nodded, "with how the winter's been so far both would be better." She agreed with a light smile. Steadily walking out of the sheltered den fully Nebbia steps out into the deep snow that now came up to her elbows. Then again she wasn't the largest wolf out there especially compared to Soldier. The deep snow would make it harder to run after quick prey and could easily hide holes and roots that would break paws and legs should they not be careful. Nebbia noticed this and started towards the trail leading out of the camp sometimes needing to hope a little as she stepped where the snow would be deeper at times. "Les be off then, shall we?" She spoke with a light grin.

[Alpha*]

Soldier forges after her into the cold and snow - "Would you like me to walk ahead of you? I can make a path, we can take turns, then we both wont get too cold, or sick, or tiered." he eyes are surveying the icy world. A small smile touches his ruined muzzle and the male flicks his ears, scenting again - though mostly he smells wet bark and icey air. "Shall we get the cat first? It wasn't sick, just starving, as far as i could tell." the huge, dark male lowers his head a bit and takes up the front, breaking the snow. After all, he isn't like Malone, too light to fall through in most places.

[nagisa kaworu]

(sorry, lost my juice after awhile ahha

but, um

what about missnovacaine?)

[Alpha*]

(I pm'd her, and now, I've re-put what I wrote for you and her :p)

Those silver ears pin in embaressment; oh how strange! Malone swallows, "I mean, like.. invite others to be in the pack, i-if you wanted, and go from there." Gee! What did he think she'd meant? Green eyes sparkle and Mal shyly, slightly, smiles. "I like to travel, its' Sol who was tiered of all the rukas we caused. I like meeting others." of course, she has to add something else, "'Cuz he always got tiered of fighting."

Then, he is talking of her feeling better, and she feels bad that she seems to be keeping him here. Her and her silly games! Malone looks at her good paw, and fluffy tail a long moment before speaking again, "We'll play it by the meals and the moon." is replied, trying to not make Lykaios feel any worse. "And it might hurt, but I think we can take it." is stated teasingly. Soon he is moving, then, standing still and she follows after him - slowly, to half-stand-half-sit beside the male and wait while he howls - a lonesome sound. She shivers as much from cold as from what fills her ears. Her gaze widens before a smile touches her muzzle. "Hi, come in to the den, its.. alittle.. warmer inside stranger." she speaks to the other, "We don't bite, much. I'm Malone, this is Lykaios."

[MissNovocaine]

{{ Sorry you guys. d: }}

Bella's ears quickly flicked as she heard a voice. She eased forward and her golden eyes set on the wolves ahead of her. She was a bit scared to take their offer but she soon realized they didn't mean harm. Cautiously, she walked in. Since she was in others territory, she immediately lowered her head and showed respect. "I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you two." She told them, managing a faint smile. "Is this pack- this territory, is it yours?" She asked curiously. She wasn't sure who was in charge but she surely didn't want to be run off.

[nagisa kaworu]

Lykaios tilted his head forward towards the she-wolf loner in acknowledgement.

"Greetings, Bella. It's our pleasure." He returned the smile graciously.

He observed her with ears perked, watching as she slowly and cautiously walked into the cave to join them. "Well, I wouldn't really call it a pack." He hummed. "We're only hiding out here for now, some shelter against the snow. It's since calmed down but I fear it won't be for long--that, and Malone is injured." Because of his mistake, he didn't say, but there's a look of guilt that flashed across his face for a minuscule moment, before fading as quick as it came. He slowly moved back deeper into the cave--only barely warmer than outside.

"Ah--we've only since decided to make this...tiny 'pack.' We haven't set out the foundations for it nor anything else, but I might have a fear that my beliefs of a traveling nomad might conflict with the idea of claiming territory, as strange as it sounds. Regardless, we are glad to have you here." He threw in quickly, speaking calmly as he observed the she-wolf. There was no danger as far as he could tell--that he was grateful for.

[Alpha*]

Malone moves slowly, and painfully inside, onto the moss and such that was their bed for now. Green eyes are dull with pain again; "Nice to meet you Bella, Lykaios is correct, we... well, nothing is as yet decided." The silver wolf winces, noting she is tinyer than anyone here. Even yearling wolves she had met. Mal forces a smile, perks her ears and watches.

[MissNovocaine]

A look of concern crossed Bella's features, her motherly side coming into play. "Oh, thank you for welcoming me so kindly. Though, is there anything I can do to help you? I'm here for anything needed." She told them softly. She couldn't stand by and let Malone hurt. When others hurt, she hurt. She debated on hunting for them despite the cold aching in her bones. She eventually decided to wait until they instructed her on what to do.