SkullStare

BREED UNTIL SHE HAS 1k STATS.

Minding her own business once in the mountains, sniffing an oddly 'beary' scent on a rock, a brown wolf with a marked seemingly golden back with beautiful gold eyes and a white partial muzzle in an arrow, he seems to win her act over and dips his head. With hesitance, she dipped her head too and howled along.

July 11th. She can tell her new leader is... odd. he'd come up to her after getting her into the pack a minute ago, and he watches his expression turn from confusion to mild disappointment as he bared her yellow stained canines each time he got closer, backing up with a tail ducked under her legs.

July 14th, After noticing her leader, Swampdew had sat up with a rumbling stomach, padding off into a bush, she was.. well, wasnt surprised that he soon forced her out of her hunting party she was with in HH to become the one thing she mildly disliked; being a herbalist. She'd complain for 4 minutes straight, teeth bared and pinned ears til he finally got the memo and nipped her. she obeyed afterwards.

Even though she was still mad, huffing with her dribbling nose and sorting unrecognized herbs between her paws, she bent her head forward and nipped her teeth at a object, carefully pulling it up between her incisors, snorting as she blowed it towards Swampdew as the object lightly landed infront of the leader. a singular, roadrunner feather she found in her foraging.

July 19th. A soft huff left the she-wolf's throat as she nudged her wet nose into the pile of herbs piled into a small heap infront of her paws, as a very CERTAIN pup had somehow managed to let loose a small.. plant eating bug. All of the leaves within the pile were either chomped away, letting flowers wither and such. It annoyed her to no end, her tail twitching as it laid out flat behind her. She turned suddenly and snapped her jaws at the newcomer, after hearing who was supposedly 'sneaking up' on her. And to no end, it was just her leader. Her face tensed with her lips curling into a frown.

"Oh don't be like that. Continue what you were doing before, yes?" The brown male wolf smoke, ears twitching as he nudged the she-wolf to continue what she did. With another huff, she'd roll her amber-colored eyes and returned to trying to fix these damned.....what is he doing? She could feel small stems being nudged and placed between her fur fibers, making sure the area got a little matted underneath so it held whatever he put on it. - After he was done, she looked at her back... And she saw some small branches, brown-blueish gradient color with two offtint green leaves behind each small golden berry on the ending stems, and a lot of blue-frilled mushrooms. It was odd, she couldn't identify what they were.

July 20th. She watched as her leader trudged over after she'd return from her foraging adventure, nudging her as he'd level her up. As she sat there in silence, snorting at the feeling of the soft air that came from his various sniffs, she bent her head, crouching into a half-sit, grabbing yet another gift with her incisors and snorted it to her leader. "Here." She'd mutter softly, yet her tone still held the unfriendly tone to it. A pretty black and red pointed toucan feather.

After letting the three herbs mix into a medicine, she turns away from the log that held the hoard's extra herbs, and trots off with the medicine salve gingerly in her mouth, tongue lolling out to the side instead of touching the herbs. She slipped past the piled rocks, sniffing whilst she trudged close to her leader, nudging him to spread out his hind leg. She chewed the herbs in her mouth, the tangy taste getting all over her canines and her tongue, grimacing as she nudged the herbs over his open wound with her wet nose.

July 22nd. Watching as Swampdew trudged over, cradling a bone between his jaws, she snorts softly as he moved to level her up, nose twitching as he sniffed her. Before he could finish however, she nudged a small rat carcass towards him, as a gift.

August 3rd. Watching the lead wolf trot up to her, probably to ask her to forage, SkullStare would turn her head away with a big huff, her ear flicking to the side as she ignored the brown pelted wolf as he greeted her with a friendly bark. Hmph!

August 13th. She gazed at the soft water that rippled beneath her paws as she stood, washing herself off in the muddy water. She buried her nose within the soft wet, exhaling and making soft bubbles with a tail wag. "Skull?" A bark snapped her out of her current predicament and glanced behind her, seeing the mentor wolf, SwindleReek trudge over, snorting softly and rubbed against her. "mh..yes?" "i.. i was wondering.." he whined as his ears panned "..Do you think you would bare my pups?" what? "...uh. I would, but you know.." "i already spoke to SwampDew, he said it's fine." "Isn't it against the code?" "Not if i want kin." a rumble erupted his throat with a soft canine grin. "PLease?" "..Fine." She growled back with a huff. The water rippled and swayed around the two wolves as their engagement turned into soft grunts and whines.

August 18th. Pregnant for 4 moons and 4 suns, she gave birth to 4 odd yet sweet looking pups with howls of pain and constant shifts. Her ears swiveled with a soft pant, watching as SwindleReek shuffled himself into the nursery den, pups whining and whimpering in his ears; yet his gaze focused on the wriggling pups nestled into her fur, suckling needly on her nips that protruded out with milk-filled patches. "hh..yh.. 2.. 2 males and 2 girls." She spoke with a soft gruff whine, her throat rumbling as she sat up a little. Of course, he knew he couldn't keep all of them but he saw one, a little baby girlthat stuck out like a soft thumb. she wasn't the largest and nor was she a runt, but she was beautiful. Born on a waxing crescent moon in the soft springtime, she had a light blue fur coat and eyes like her father's. Oh he loved her. "She's..." he paused with a soft whine, crouching onto his front legs with his flank in the air, looking at the small little girl with a soft huff from his nose. she seemed to sense the soft breath hitting her backside, letting out a soft surprised whine, her tiny stubbed tail flicking as her lips separated from the juicy milk-ed up nipple, her tiny.. so so tiny little nose hitting his larger wet cold nose. She yelped quietly, squeaking. "...i...i love her." he whined back, his throat cracking up as he couldn't contain his excitement.