Moon's Cradle (IC)

Posted 2022-07-13 23:46:28

#794776

Eleven went back across the border and then returned to their camp to sort herbs for a while. This would be a very uneventful period unless some werewolves appeared, which they doubted would happen.

SpookyStick(L-Off)
#72396

Posted 2022-07-13 23:47:13

#794777

Angela was pouting in a frustrated manner. Her head was hung and her expression in an upset pout. Her legs were straight out in front of her.

Silent Sparrow🏳️‍🌈🕊🎄
#62703

Posted 2022-07-13 23:51:21

#794780

Esmeray dipped her head in a nod, before shifting back into her human form and turning to the pouting werewolf. "Angela, it's okay. If you want to make up for it that bad, go hunt." She said, her gaze soft as she looked at her.

𓆏 Angel 𓆏
#9655

Posted 2022-07-13 23:53:58

#794781

Angela brightened up.
"Yay! Thank you."
Took her four seconds to turn into a wolf and run off in a heavily forested area.

Silent Sparrow🏳️‍🌈🕊🎄
#62703

Posted 2022-07-14 03:27:20

#794798

Ilia, now insider her house, flipped through a small book. It was filled with small descriptions and vague sketches, mostly of wolves. The assumed herbalist of this other pack, made of normal wolves, was different. She hadn't seen them for years, granted, but it wasn't the same. She found the page and frowned, thinking. Almost 5 years since Ilia had seen another herbalist. A bit of a shame. She'd run into the elder herbalist a few times, they'd shared places on where to find herbs... she made a new page, writing down about the anxious but proud new herbalist.

𓆏phrog-phrass dealer™𓆏
#15316

Posted 2022-07-14 09:02:51

#794900

Angela found herself stalking a small doe. A size a single wolf could bring down. She was completely and perfectly hyperfixated and silent. She was crouched down so her belly touched the ground her ears were perked up to hear every sound. The aburns in her coat made it easy to hide as she looked like the earth with the sun cascaded down on her.
She loved out here.
Out here she couldn't get in trouble and yelled at.

Silent Sparrow🏳️‍🌈🕊🎄
#62703

Posted 2022-07-14 10:48:20

#794936

After the exchange ended, Emma remained crouched for a few moments while Angela took off and Esmeray and Ilia went their separate ways. Getting to her feet, she sighed and dusted her hands off on her pants. Now that the excitement is over, what to do?

She turned on her heel and took her time walking back toward their homes. The sun was bright and warm, causing a slight sheen of sweat upon her forevead as she made it back to the neighborhood. Emma paused as she neared Ilia's house, which was only a few doors down from her own. She had liked that Ilia was helpful to the wolf; she felt more werewolves could be that way, instead of so standoffish. They were part of each other after all.

Emma wandered up to the door of Ilia's house and knocked lightly, before clasping her hands behind her back and rocking to and fro on her heels.

Rane 🏳️‍🌈
#75184

Posted 2022-07-14 11:34:12

#794989

Angela was close enough to the doe to swipe it's leg but not close enough to actually grab it or pounce on it. She hoped that nothing would make a sound or frighten the doe.
She silenced her own breathing. She could hear the doe's heart beat loudly in her ears. Her eyes were fixated to the doe's neck in hopes to bring a quick but painless death.

Silent Sparrow🏳️‍🌈🕊🎄
#62703

Posted 2022-07-14 11:55:29

#794998

Eleven was sorting herbs for a little longer before they decided to head out and hunt. They were stalking a deer that was close to the border of both packs. It was a fair kill for either pack. They hoped they could get it for themselves. Then the wind changed and they scented werewolf. And so did the deer.

SpookyStick(L-Off)
#72396

Posted 2022-07-14 14:00:16

#795086

Ilia glanced up at the knock, setting down her book and moving over to her door. "Emma! Hi love, come in." She grinned, hooking the door back to let the other inside and to let the sun keep streaming inside.

She took a few steps to the small dining table in the main area of her house, clearing a pile of books off of one chair and moving an unused drying rack off another. Most of the table was clear already but she moved the small basket of herbs from earlier up to near the sink.

Spinning around, Ilia clapped her hands together with a softer smile. "So! What can I do for you?"

𓆏phrog-phrass dealer™𓆏
#15316

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