Scarce Prey (Wolf RP | Open)
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Posted 2021-11-14 18:17:59
Aspen glanced towards Lichen and some of her other packmates. The gunshots startled her as well but they seemed to be fading already. It was rather strange. "They aren't anywhere near our borders, it almost sounds like they're close to the other pack." she muttered, coming further away from her sleeping spot and closer to the group of wolves, tail swaying slowly. |
 ₊˚⊹♡⊹˚𓆏 phrog 𓆏₊˚⊹♡⊹˚₊ #15316 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 19:39:37
Ah, whatever...He was up, he might as well make himself useful if any pack member asks instead of lazing around for the time being. The Male canine rose to his full height, giving his dull, brown-shaded pelt a thorough shake as he hopped down from the rock he'd been napping on. What kind of adventures would be in store for him today? |
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Posted 2021-11-14 20:24:28 (edited)
"Isn't this super weird?? It's like thunder, but all at once." He sat unceremoniously and scratched behind an ear, "We can't sleep. I have half a mind to do a quick border patrol. Maybe they're young humans? I don't know why they're shooting off their metal fire sticks all at once like this. At least the other pack probably isn't able to sleep either." |
Heehoo 🎁✨ #19992 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 20:31:42
Gender: Male Pup/Adolescent/Adult: Adult If Adult, Mate: N/A Description: small slightly golden-ish-and-white male with sleek fur and dark blue eyes. Pack: Crescent Moon Role: Hunter Family; Goldenshell (Mother, Loner), Sunstem (Older Brother, Crescent Moon), Unknown Father and Various Unknown Other Siblings (Crescent Moon?) — All NPCS Other: n/a |
 jingo #50459 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 20:37:10
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₊˚⊹♡⊹˚𓆏 phrog 𓆏₊˚⊹♡⊹˚₊ #15316 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 20:38:30 (edited)
Gender: Transmasc Nb (he/it/they) Pup/Adolescent/Adult: Adolescent If Adult, Mate: n/a Description: small black male with hints of lighter gray in his pelt and white markings around his tail, paws, and ears. His eyes are a dull yellow. Pack: Night Wandering Role: Scout (Assumed Role early due to Mentor passing Family; Quietvoices (Mother, Night Wandering), Lavendereyes (2nd Mother, Night Wandering), Pike (Biological Father, Loner), Unnamed Siblings (Night Wandering?) — All NPCS Other: His mentor was named Maplespring, and died after being shot and escaping, but dying of blood loss before they reached camp. They also have soft ear cartilage, and so their ears flop over slightly! |
jingo #50459 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 20:47:29
Their pelt prickled from frost, each step feeling like frost was creeping up their leg slowly. The young wolf couldn't stop their trembling, but had no hesitation in their step. Guiltily he thought about what could happen to him, feeling a bit selfish. They could get shot.. mauled… ripped to shreds like a toy pets play with. He didn't want to imagine. Each hoot and holler from the lands seemed to laugh at his fear, chuckling, so, so menacingly. |
jingo #50459 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 21:08:51 (edited)
Gender: Female Pup/Adolescent/Adult: Adult If Adult, Mate: Open! Description: Primrose is a very small, slim wolf. She's smaller than most and definitely shorter. Her coat is a very light blonde on her legs which gets darker and more golden as it reaches her back. On the very top of her back is a black patch in a < like shape (arrow tip I guess). It goes slightly more grey until it reaches a dark gold on her head and muzzle. Primrose ears are the darkest gold on her. Her coat is very thick, and very fluffy Pack: Night Wandering Pack Role: Pupsitter Family: Mother and father were hunters, mother died of old age and her father got caught at the human area. Other: She's outright very sweet and caring and adores pups. What she looks like! |
₊˚⊹♡⊹˚𓆏 phrog 𓆏₊˚⊹♡⊹˚₊ #15316 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 21:21:57 (edited)
Lichen stuck out his tongue at Aspen. "I thought you hunters caught fish, not swam with them." He stood again and looked around the faces of the clearing. His icy blue eyes tried to meet any of his pack mates' that weren't heavy with sleep. "Yeah, I'll lead a small patrol. It'll just be a quick jog, if only so we'll nap better when we get back." —— Cricket broke free from the brambles and headed out toward the farm. She moved slowly. In her heart, she knew what she would find. She also knew that she needed the closure. So when she found the unmoving body of Sagegreen, she simply stopped for a moment, pressed her nose to his cold forehead, then let out a mournful howl. The humans were gone now. They had done their damage. Sagegreen was dead. Cricket sang, because no one would come back. |
Heehoo 🎁✨ #19992 |
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Posted 2021-11-14 21:40:50
— — — Primrose's ears flicked up, that was Cricket! Oh, someone was alive! But that wasn't a good howl. The humans and the metal-loud-fire sticks were gone. Slowly, the she-wolf came out of her hiding spot, trying to find Cricket's scent amidst the rest of the trails. She found it, eventually, and followed it closer to the farm. Letting out a whine the pupsitter tried to see where the younger wolf was, not entirely willing to go closer. |
₊˚⊹♡⊹˚𓆏 phrog 𓆏₊˚⊹♡⊹˚₊ #15316 |