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6:26pm Jul 3 2012
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(Finished bio's c: I took out Riker, though, and replaced him with a new character. Teren should be... fun to roleplay. xD)
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hiiii. you can call me ice.
bands took over my life and
i laugh too hard at bad jokes.
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8:52pm Jul 3 2012 (last edited on 11:12am Jul 9 2012)
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Name: Aaraska (or Rask) Age: 4 years Gender: Female Appearance:
 Personality: Aaraska is confident in almost every aspect. She knows what she can and what she can't do. If she says something a bit disheartening, it is not her fault since she sees things a bit differently than most wolves. History: N/A Pack: Itquari Rank: Member Crush: None Other: None
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Name: Cirra Age: 5 years Gender: Female Appearance: Personality: Cirra is a wise wolf. She is compassionate and caring. She also tries to work in the pack's best interest by being fair in all her decisions and punishments for those who break pack law. History: N/A Pack: Itquari Rank: Alpha Female Crush: Uh... Karuna. If that is alright. ^^; Other: Nope.
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Name: Aedh Age: 4 years Gender: Female Appearance:
 Personality: Aedh is well... Aedh. She is pretty conniving and sees any other emotion that shows compassion for others is a weakness and thus, should be eliminated. History: N/A Pack: Itquari Rank: Member Crush: None. She deems love a weakness. Other: None
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Name: Yin and Yang Age: 3 years for both Gender: Female and Male Appearance: Yin is the white one and Yang is the black one. Also, Yin has black accents on the tip of her ears and Yang was white ones.
Personality: Yin is pretty headstrong and will always try to do things that gets Yang up off his lazy butt since he is pretty laid back in terms of his personality. But both are rather quiet and will only speak when spoke to. Or when they have something to say. History: N/A Pack: Itquari for both. Rank: Member for both. Crush: None for both. Other: Yin and Yang are twins.
-- I am sorry about the extreme lack of creativity for the personalities. ^^; --
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11:53am Jul 4 2012
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((Everyone is accepted.^^
Before we can start, I have a couple things I want to go over/confirm. Do you guys want to leave the Elomike Pack with no Alpha or Beta/Fill one position/Fill both, or what? It doesn't matter to me, and I'm willing to make another character if nobody want to, but I wanted to check with you guys first.)) |
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12:17pm Jul 4 2012
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(Hm... I had a character idea last night, but I already have an Alpha female spot, so perhaps she could be a Beta...? But I don't want to be all unfair and stuff :c I think Elomike deserves both a Beta and Alpha though. Also, Dragon, it's fine for Cirra to have a crush on Karuna c: )
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hiiii. you can call me ice.
bands took over my life and
i laugh too hard at bad jokes.
meh. x
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12:21pm Jul 4 2012
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Nothing can stop the US Air Force except lightning within five nautical miles.
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12:43pm Jul 4 2012
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((I knew when I only allowed four people to this that some people might have two important positions, and I figured they would probably be sorted out later once people had gotten the positions they originally wanted. I honestly don't mind if you want to fill a position, especially if you have an idea for a character. c: ))
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5:20pm Jul 4 2012
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(Yay :D Just finished her bio.)
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hiiii. you can call me ice.
bands took over my life and
i laugh too hard at bad jokes.
meh. x
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2:29pm Jul 5 2012
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((Does anybody want to snag the last spot then? If not I can always fill it up.
Apart from that, I don't mind if Solay has a crush on Akonru. :D )) |
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8:23am Jul 6 2012
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(I'll fill in the last one since I don'y have much variety in my characters, if that's okay)
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3:01pm Jul 6 2012
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((That's fine. Go ahead and post the new char when you get the chance.^^))
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5:37pm Jul 6 2012 (last edited on 2:32am Jul 7 2012)
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Name: Ikero Age: Adult Gender: Male Appearance:  Personality (Not an Option): Toward his pack, he's very friendly as long as no one challenges him. He would die for one of his pack members if he had to, and does his best to understand his pack members' personalities. He doesn't like to fight, but he will if he has to. He isn't a particularly skilled fighter. He'll do whatever it takes to keep his pack members alive and happy, no matter what that has to mean. However, keeping all of the members of his pack happy at all times is a difficult task, and in bad situations, he gets very stressed out. He'll even try and convince himself that everything will go back to normal if something has happened, even if it won't. Toward outsiders, he's usually aggressive. He doesn't like to fight them, but he'll usually warn them. The reason that Nameless got into the pack was because she was somewhat young when she found the pack. If he lets an outsider into the pack, it'll take them a while to earn his trust. History: To be rped. Pack: Elomike Rank: Alpha Male Crush: None, Open Other: I do have an idea for Grith, Ikero, and Nameless's histories. In case you were wondering.
Name: n/a (I'll explain. I might refer to her as "Nameless," "None," (etc.) sometimes. You guys can call her whatever you want. Age: Young Adult Gender: Female Appearance:  She is considered ugly by the majority of wolves. Her left ear flops over, and she has scars on the left side of her face. Personality (Not an Option): She never speaks. No one knows if she even can, including her. She doesn't try to, either. She's very smart, and quick, making her a decent hunter. She's a coward, and backs down from nearly anything and everything. She also prefers to stay away from other wolves, and since doesn't speak, they seem to prefer to stay away from her as well. She refuses to fight, even to save her own life, and so she's useless when it comes to a battle. She often wanders out of camp, and even out of the pack's territory. History: She was born outside the pack, and as a pup, she never knew her father. Her mother was mute, and so she never recieved a name. Since her mother couldn't punish her verbally, Nameless was punished physically when she did something wrong- but that isn't where the scars on her face came from. She's never spoken, either. She doesn't know if she can speak or if she's mute, just like her mother was, and she isn't going to bother to find out. The rest will be rped. Pack: Elomike Rank: Member Crush: None Other: Akonru. (If that's okay.) But that isn't going to happen. (Hooray for love triangles. :P)
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6:12pm Jul 6 2012 (last edited on 6:16pm Jul 6 2012)
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((Accepted Kupa. And it's fine for her to have a crush on Akonru, you never know what might happen in the RP. ;P
Who wants to start? I can always go first if nobody wants to, but I might not be able to post until tomorrow. Whoever starts can decide one whatever time to start at, but it might be sort of neat to start during early morning, when it's still dark.)) |
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6:17pm Jul 6 2012
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(I don't mind who starts. If it comes down to me I'll do it. ouo )
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hiiii. you can call me ice.
bands took over my life and
i laugh too hard at bad jokes.
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4:17am Jul 7 2012 (last edited on 4:17am Jul 7 2012)
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(I'll start.) -Yofaru- The thin, dark-colored she-wolf padded through the woods, a shadow cast over her by one of her "Friends": The huge, dark gray and white wolf was nearly twice Skaarsgard's size. Grith. Since Skaarsgard was one of the smallest wolves around, and Grith was one of the biggest, there was a very obvious size difference when they stood next to eachother. She looked to the left out of the corner of her eye, where Fite was. Where Fite was supposed to be. She narrowed her yellow eyes- one with orange in the center. Eyes that didn't even match- and spoke up. "Grith," she said, her voice cold and emotionless. The gigantic wolf stopped moving forward, and turned to face her. "Find him." She sat down where she stood as Grith nodded and growled out of his frustration with Fite as he dissappeared from her vision. I'll wait. Sitting completely still, she stared off in the direction Grith had gone. She only looked away as she noticed something brightly colored to the right of her. Flying through the air. And getting closer. As it did, she realized that it was a small yellow butterfly. It fluttered toward her, toward her ragged black fur, and flew straight in front of her face. It was a fatal mistake. Skaar didn't hesitate to catch the butterfly out of the air by the wing inbetween her jaws, and bite down with all the strength she could manage. Skaarsgard wasn't very strong, but this was a butterfly. It couldn't take much abuse from a wolf before it died. The yellow butterfly fluttered the wing that wasn't caught in the insane wolf's jaws around, but not for long. Skaarsgard let go of it, but not for long. Only to let go of it and get a better grip on it: One that would kill it. When the butterfly stopped moving, Skaarsgard opened her jaws and let it fall to the ground.
Grith ran. He had no clue where Fite was. Or where he could even possibly be. He didn't call out for Fite, for multiple reasons. One, because he didn't want to speak, and two, Fite was probably to focused on looking for whatever it was he was looking for, and had been looking for for his entire life. After a while, he found the dark brown wolf. Fite's paws were covered in mud as usual, and he was digging a hole. As usual. This hole was probably three feet deep, and it seemed to be more of a tunnel than an actual hole. Grith growled. "Fite." Fite continued digging. He was muttering to himself, some words too silent for Grith to hear. "Fite!" It was only the same response. Fite was much too focused on this. Grith had never had a lot of patience for anyone, and he snarled, and grabbed Fite by the scruff of his neck, dragging him out of the hole. Grith continued dragging him until they were several feet away from it. "You stupid freak!" Grith snarled once he let him go. "Skaarsga-" "I...I have to finds it..." (I'm aware that I used a little bit of improper grammar there while Fite was talking. He does that occassionally, but only while he speaks. Please let me know if this is OK or not. If not, I can change it.) Fite said, his voice hardly above a whisper. He wasn't looking at Grith. He was looking in Grith's direction, but seemed to be focused on something in the background. "I...I..." His voice faded away as Grith interrupted him. "Shut the hell up and stay out of the dirt!" "I have...to find it.." Fite repeated. "But nobody knows where it is!" He started coughing after he spoke, and still didn't look at Grith. If I find it, I will live forever. Fite thought. I will live for forever and a day! "Where what is?" "I ain't telling you that!" Grith rolled his eyes. "Just get back to Skaarsgard." Fite nodded quickly and broke into a sprint. Grith was behind him, but Fite was much faster. He'd be the one to get back to Skaarsgard first, as usual.
-Elomike- (I decided I had an idea, so I changed a detail in Nameless's bio. The scars aren't from her mother, instead I decided to leave out where they're from and I'll try and get it into the rp later. But I seriously do have an idea.) She wandered across the fallen trees over the water, alone. She disliked the company of other wolves. There were a couple of them she didn't mind, but she still disliked company, and so she wouldn't show it. To be alone was better. After all, most wolves didn't want to spend much time around someone who doesn't speak and lacks a name. There were two wolves who she didn't mind, and they were Akonru and the Alpha, Ikero. When Ikero had found her when she was younger, he'd treated her like she had been his daughter. Nameless didn't understand, however, why she remained nameless even after Ikero had let her join the pack. She didn't understand why she was so unfortunate either. She didn't speak, nobody ever bothered to name her. She'd never known her father, her mother couldn't speak, her mother had been abusive. Her left ear flopped over like a dog's. And the scars were a constant reminder of another part of her past. They were so close to her eye- she was lucky she wasn't blind in that eye. She sat down on one of the fallen trees and looked into the water. There were fish swimming around, but she didn't really want to catch them. She wasn't hungry.
Ikero was asleep on one of the fallen trees. His front paws hung out over the water, and he was resting his head on them. He was having a nightmare. Basically, in the nightmare, he was in a meadow. The sky was red, and the grass was black. Whenever he stepped on any of the grass, it would crumble under his paws. It was like the grass was burned. The grass was crumbling under his paws as he ran. There was a huge wolf chasing him. Every once in a while he'd look behind him, and see the wolf's glowing white eyes. The wolf was jet black, and it seemed to be a shadow itself. Instead of the grass crumbling under its feet like Ikero's, everything behind the shadow wolf lit up in flames. The meadow had seemed neverending, but soon, the ground far ahead of Ikero began to crack open. The meadow was breaking in two, and he'd run out of places to run to. If he ran fast enough, maybe he could run fast enough to make the jump, before the two peices of the meadow got too far apart from each other. He ran as fast as he could, but it quickly became apparent that it wasn't fast enough. When he reached the place where the meadow had broken in half, the gap in between the two peices was too wide. He skidded to a halt and looked behind him. The shadow was only about twenty feet away now. He looked down at the gap to see how far of a fall it would be, and backed away from the edge when he saw that the gap was full of shadow-wolves. He whipped his head back around with wide eyes as the shadow closed in on him. The Alpha's eyes shot open as he awoke from the nightmare.
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4:00pm Jul 7 2012 (last edited on 6:46am Jul 9 2012)
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((Fite's improper grammar whilst speaking is fine. Some humans use improper grammar, so it wouldn't be unusual if a wolf did, especially if he's insane/near insane. I'll let to work with and incorporate your idea into the RP. I'm really interested to see how it turns out. :) ))
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Akuva snuffled gently at the little creature between her paws. It was emitting small chirps and squeaks in some sort of pattern, and she figured it was calling for its mother. It had long, dark grey legs, and was about seven inches tall. It had a long dark beak, the same color of its legs, and fluffy white down covering its entire body. It was some sort of baby water bird. Looking up, she could see its nest atop a nearly vertical, incredibly thick branch. Another snowy head peeked down from it.
"It's okay little one, your mother will be back to take care of you soon," she murmured softly, as the little bird squirmed and squeaked. Akuva's slender muzzle was pointed upward towards the nest, her mind already beginning to weave a pattern among the trailing branches that would allow her to reach it. She noticed an unusual cool breeze, and wondered if there might be rain again. Yes, Akuva was a wolf very skilled at hunting birds, but she had gotten to the point that she would only hunt adults and sick, or abandoned babies, which were rare. This one had merely fallen out of the nest, and her pack didn't hunt egrets such as these. They were often stringy, and the adults could pose a threat to wolves if they attacked their nest, because of their size, so Akuva and the Elomike wolves left them to their own devices. It wasn't like they competed with them for food. The long-legged birds at only small fish, whereas Akuva's pack preferred larger ones that they could get a grip on. Small ones were usually rather fast and harder to see.
"Alright, let's get you back," Akuva muttered through a mouthful of feathers as she very gently picked up the little bird. It squeaked frantically at first, but eventually it calmed down as it saw its nest growing larger. Akuva was surprised that this branch was still standing. Most were blown down or broken off sooner or later. She didn't climb up far, as she was afraid the smaller, brittle branches would break under her weight. So she stood on her hind legs to reach the nest, gently setting the young egret down and watching in satisfaction as it went to huddle with its sibling, who nuzzled it gently in return.
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Akonru gazed gently at the small, dirty little pool of water where a few small fish swam around in circles, looking for a way out. They had been blown up here by lat night's storm, and now they were trapped. Well, it's certainly not going to hurt anyone if I take these back. Somebody will eat them, he thought to himself, ears laid out casually to the sides of his head. Not that he wanted to get up right now. He had weathered out the storm underneath a large branch hanging over two crisscrossing ones, which had formed a bit of a shallow basket for him to sleep in. He didn't even know where his pack was last night, partly due to the fact that he had spent the last two nights away from them. He didn't want to get all cuddly with them in this wet weather, especially not Aminas. Ikero he could tolerate because he was his Alpha, but he absolutely loathed the flirty, 'let's all be friends because we're not going to say anything mean to each other right?' wolf. Maybe that was a bit extreme and not the most accurate representation ever, but it was how Akonru viewed Aminas.
Out of boredom, Akonru dipped a claw into the stagnate pool of water, in which a couple leaves and twigs floated. Predictably, the two or three fish swam away from him, and he found amusement for the next few minutes in dragging and stabbing a claw through the water to chase them, admiring their agility in the water. Until he stabbed one of the fish anyway. Then he tossed it into the air and gulped it up. It wasn't much of a meal, but Akonru had a sneaking suspicion that he wouldn't be around his pack much for the next few days. He just didn't feel like company. He didn't mind the females, even the nameless one. He felt bad for her, and always wondered why she didn't have a name. After all, it would have only been common courtesy on the part of Ikero when he allowed her into the pack, to make sure she wasn't shunned for the rest of her life because she couldn't identify herself as an individual.
Akonru speared the remaining fish, the got up and walked a short distance away, perching atop a gently sloping log. He rolled confidently onto his back, not caring if he fell into the water three feet below. He kept thinking of Nameless, as she was sometimes referred to by the pack. She was often missing, just like him. He wondered if he might run into her out here.
His eyes were closed, his forelegs curled up near his chest. He twitched uncomfortably as a memory swamped him. The huge gray wolf loomed threateningly over him, his giant paw pressed lightly against Akonru's neck, the soft puppy fur fluffing out around it. This wolf was his brother. "Let him go," squeaked one of his sisters haughtily, already beginning to sound like her mother. "Why? If he plays with me I'll let him up," his brother replied, grinning to reveal sharp adult teeth just starting to grow in. "I don't want to play right now," Akonru snarled as dangerously as he could. "Why not?" a familiar yearling asked, trotting up. His fur was bright red and his voice was noticable concerned.. Akonru felt relief spread through him. "Afon! Can we go hunting now?" The red wolf smiled. "No, not until you're older. Besides, I just went out for the first time yesterday," the wolf laughed lightly, his voice gentle and caressing, like running water or birdsong...
Akonru opened his eyes in surprise, aware that he had been dreaming. The funny thing was, he knew the dream had also been a memory, because he remembered his brother holding him down. What he remembered only faintly was the red wolf named Afon. He knew this wolf had been his friend, in fact, he had helped Akonru escape that fateful night when he couldn't take it anymore. Afon had also been the first and the last male wolf Akonru had ever trusted.
Itquari
Evinri was wedged uncomfortably between several loose rocks, a little ways above the rest of her sleeping pack. They were currently situated along a rocky ridge about two miles from the Elomike River. They had been known to den here before, not that her pack had pups, it was mating season, but the pack's Beta female favored it because it had the highest point in the territory that she could reach.
The sun was just starting to create a warm pink glow along the horizon, but the chilled air threatened more rain. A growl rose slowly in Evinri's throat. She hated being wet, just hated it. She had no idea how the Elomike Pack could stand all of that moisture every morning. She shook her head. The crisp she-wolf really didn't understand at all.
There was a bit of a breeze up here, and it blew the longer tufts of fur around her face back along her neck. One leg was tucked under her creamy stomach, while the other was stretched out, as if reaching for the sun way off in the distance. Below her she could hear the faint breathing of her pack mates, constantly reassuring her. It was dry here in the desert, but it could get rather cool at night, so the Itquari wolves often curled up tightly before they went to sleep each night.
Far above her some large bird--probably hawks or eagles--wheeled lazily and confidently through the lightening sky. She sighed. Evinri admired the fierce birds who so tenderly cared for their young, but always remained proper and wild at the same time. They truly were beautiful, in her eyes. Just like the desert spanning below her.
Yofaru
Afon snarled in frustration at the snake poised to strike in front of him. He needed to get by here, but no, a freaking reptile just had to be lying here, basking in the weak morning sunlight. And he had pretty much ticked it off by now, lashing out at it repeatedly. It was a dark, mottled greenish brown with diamond patterned scales, and larger, more rounded plates along its head. Its eyes were a fierce yellow color, and its purplish tongue flicked out from time to time to taste the cool air. It was completely focused on the ginger wolf in front of it.
"Would you just move?" Afon sighed angrily, pretending to look down. He kept his ears pricked and his eyes stayed up and alert on the snake. Thinking he wasn't looking, the creature lunged for the back of the wolf's exposed neck, preparing to sink its fangs in deep, but its strike was slow and sluggish, giving Afon time to dark to the side and slice its neck, darting in and grabbing it in his jaws just to be sure. Had the creature been completely warmed up, he would never have exposed himself to it, even though that kind of snake wasn't known for having a particularly fast striking speed. With a soft thump, the dead reptile fell limply from the branch, landing on the leaf-strewn ground below.
Afon ignored it and trotted lightly past, slipping through the numerous vines and ferns, following a familiar game trail back to camp. It came almost suddenly into view, obscured slightly by the prevailing fog that had not yet receded in the strengthening sunlight. Afon paused next to the large tree that had in the past served as a den, noting almost cheerfully that Skaarsgard and her companions were not here.
Still, the ginger wolf moved cautiously. He didn't know when they might come back, and he wasn't exactly in the mood for pleasantries. He feared Skaarsgard more than anything, afraid that she would find out either of his secrets. One: that he had lied about his past to the whole pack, and two: that he had helped Akonru escape as a near two year old two years ago. He had claimed to have chased his old friend out, to make sure Yofaru didn't pursue him, but the truth, the truth was that he had been the one that led Akonru away along the old game trail. The same one he had followed into camp this morning.
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He tracked the little bugger, interested and curious at what it does. The scorpion didn't seem to mind the presence of a wolf laying down nearby, but at a safe distance still. Karuna watched the dark-brown piece of movement amid the brightly colored sand as it crawled around. It was a dangerous animal, with its venomous stinger poised in the air, though Kuna was wondering what exactly it is that a scorpion does to fill up its day. So far, it had killed a lesser insect and devoured it, and wandered about. Kuna was quite a ways away from camp, and one ear flitted back to check if he could hear anything. Nope. It swiveled back forward, intent on the scorpion's miniscule scurrying sounds as it walked across the sandy expanse. Scooting forward to not let the scorpion get too far away, Karuna saw it approach a small hill of sand. Upon closer inspection, the sand hill had a very tiny hole carefully excavated in its side. The scorpion promptly looked back at Karuna, perhaps to say 'good-bye' or to check if he was still following, then it entered its home. Kuna waited a bit, still on his belly, to see if it would come back out. After a few minutes, it didn't. So he slowly rose to his paws and, keeping an eye on the burrow, began to walk away. Once he was far away enough to be sure the scorpion wouldn't bolt out and attack him, he looked forward and began a brisk trot, heading back to camp for the time being. There were more predators than prey in a desert on a general day in Itquari pack, so when he noted a miniscule movement out of the corner of his eye, he was a bit suspicious. Karuna turned his head to see a small rodent with its back facing him. This was excellent. He could bring this back to his pack if he caught it. Key words being: if he caught it. These certain animals were known for being very quick on their feet, but... food was food.. It was definitely worth a shot. Lowering down into a crouch, he treaded lightly on the sand, barely raising a speck of the substance with his pawsteps. He viewed everything very calculatingly: there was a slight breeze going in the direction from his left that was slightly cold, as was the air equally cold, foretelling rain. The rodent wouldn't smell him, but if he was too noisy, it's tiny ears - currently with the left one positioned to the side and the other almost all the way forwards - would detect him and it'd act upon that detection by running away. It was supporting itself on its hind legs, so its front legs were currently occupied with something, which Kuna couldn't see from his position. The animal did not know of Kuna's presence. That was a key factor in this. It would have to remain that way up until the attack. Taking another few steps, the wolf noted the flick of its right ear and froze. The rodent was still 'shivering' and twitching its whiskers and working at whatever was in its paws and was rather fine, so he realized that it was simply a flick. Nothing more. The animal still hadn't noticed the giant predator looming behind him. Speaking of looming, his shadow was small and on his left, so that wouldn't alert it - the sun was in the direct east and just peeking out. Karuna was barely a foot away and he held his breath, not wanting to breathe on the creature and startle it. He then launched himself forward and outstretched his paws, claws grasping around the small, warm, wriggling animal, then dug his claws into its neck. Whiskers twitched, wriggling subsided. Claws went in deeper. Whiskers twitched once. Wriggle. Second twitch. No movement. It all happened in a flash, and Karuna slowly released his grip on the prey. Confirming its death, he was rather happy about this success and he grabbed it in his mouth and ran back to camp. Arriving at the rocky site, he spotted his packmates and dropped the rodent in Itquari's small prey pile. Kuna decided that he'd done enough for now and went into a spot inside the rock, stretching out in a comfortable position, then closed his eyes as he laid and started taking a light nap. Elomike Aminas watched the clear, blue water flow by in front of his eyes. He was crouching, but he was very comfortable, and very much at ease. The Elomike river was calm, and the sound of the water passing by was very wonderful to his ears. But it wasn't just the river's beauty for the reason he was there, it was because he decided to fish a little this morning. Just one fish for breakfast and then he'd relax by the shore. Looking deep into the water's depths, a flash of silver was caught in the sunlight. Aminas snapped his gaze to the source. A medium-to-small-sized fish was lazily swimming about. He crept towards the edge of the water some more and raised his paw, which then shot out and striked the fish, flipping it out of the water and onto dirt. He bit it for it to die faster, so it wouldn't have a sad and prolonged death, and then scanned the river for more fish. There was a school of very small ones on the other side, but he didn't feel up to crossing. Too lazy at the moment. Picking up the fish in his mouth, he moved it over to his previous spot and laid down in a comfy position, eating it quickly and burying the bones in the nearby dirt. It tasted good, and with a satisfied stomach, he laid his head on his paws and watched the river. It was so soothing, so wonderful and untouched by harm. Full of life. He had his romp in it earlier, but his fur drys quickly, so it was not wet. Aminas then heard footsteps as another wolf exited the web of trees Elomike wolves called their home. Asame had just woken up, and she was still groggy, stumbling a bit over a twig. "Move it, Aminas, don't lay there all day, you lug," she called out, though didn't change her course to approach him. Aminas didn't even turn his head as he heard her voice. It was normal. The other wolf sat down and then turned right around again, entering the tree web. Asame went into her den and thunked down, falling asleep again instantly. She was too tired to do anything. More sleep was the solution, right? Solay, meanwhile, hopped down from one of the tree trunks as she surveyed the pack and went to go look for Akonru. Ikero would probably be watching the rest of the wolves, so she could have a bit of time to herself now. Walking across the river, she noticed a bird flying high in the sky ahead of her. The corners of her mouth turned up into a smile as she sped up, trying to outrun the bird. It was her own little 'race'. Sky versus land. The bird seemed to speed up - an eagle, it appeared to be, or some sort of hawk? - and Solay thought perhaps it even understood this game of hers. The lightly colored wolf sprinted, but the bird flew through the air even quicker. Solay made her legs go faster. Her paws hit the ground hard, thump, thump, thump, thump, as the race continued. It got very heated, this play of hers, but the bird swerved towards Yofaru territory. Solay almost followed it, as she was so enveloped into this game, but she soon realized what was going on and screeched to halt, nearly falling over from all the speed she had built up and the sudden stop she had. She stood up and noticed a fallen tree in the distance and the shape of a wolf over it. The familiar pelt struck her as Akonru's. She found him... but now what would Solay say? How would she approach him? 'Hi' or 'Hello' or 'Nice to run into you'? Speaking of running into him, how would she explain why she was out here if he asked? Ohhhh goshh.... He hadn't seemed to notice her yet, as she was still a ways away right then, but what if he did? Solay decided on a 'hey' and began to approach Akonru very slowly. Yofaru Sora was in her den as she was trying to get up. This morning, she simply didn't feel up to the idea of waking up. But she eventually heaved herself up and out of her den, then scanned her pack. Everything seemed fine, so she laid down and rested easy. She thought of going out to meet up with her trio of 'followers' - all were pretty pathetic, really, but Skaarsgard proved to be useful and smart - but decided otherwise. She had nothing to say to them, after all. At least not anything that her still tired mind could bring up right then. Teren, one of the pack idiots, approached her. What did the scrawny wolf want now? "Do you know where the birds are?" he asked softly. Sora would have rolled her eyes but she had to be polite... ew. "Why, yes, they're in the sky," she said plainly. "DON'T SPEAK SO LOUD THEY DON'T LIKE IT!" the orangey wolf screamed and ran. "THEY'RE NOT IN THE SKY THEY'RE IN THE AIR!" He added as he sprinted into the trees and Sora looked around to see if anybody noticed that. Gee. What a weirdo. She should've gotten rid of him already, but the previous Alpha had accepted him in, and she hadn't been bothered to move him to Omega or dispose of him somehow. Whatever. Not like he was that big a problem, simply a bit of a nuisance. Though he didn't regularly bother her much anyways... Today wasn't a normal occurrence. So at least that was good. But all this nice and good stuff was irking her recently. She could have a bit of a stress-reliever... Some torture would fix her up, right? Releasing a short growl, Sora shook the thought off. Nah. She was too tired. Maybe another day... Plus she had to do something about that Fite. Honestly. What was he even looking for? Urgh, too much thinking. She was getting a slight headache from all her sleepiness, so the Alpha just relaxed and watched over the camp. (Colors. They're fun. xD)
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hiiii. you can call me ice.
bands took over my life and
i laugh too hard at bad jokes.
meh. x
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6:44am Jul 9 2012
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((Hehe, I was going to color code, but I didn't find the time. I believe I will now while we wait for Dragon~ :D ))
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9:34am Jul 9 2012
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OoC://
I'll get my intro up later since I am at work at the current moment. Though I want to apologize in advance if my intro is a bit of a fail... ^^;
Nothing can stop the US Air Force except lightning within five nautical miles.
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4:46pm Jul 9 2012
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OoC;//
I hate saying this, but I'm going to have to drop out. I can't think of anything for wolves at the moment. My mind isn't on it and I never rp with wolves anyway.
I'm sorry.
Nothing can stop the US Air Force except lightning within five nautical miles.
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5:49pm Jul 9 2012 (last edited on 6:44pm Jul 9 2012)
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((It's fine Dragon, although I'm sad to see you go. Goodbye. D:
Kupa, Ice, I suppose we can all go ahead and just post whenever we have the time then, and we can either fill in some missing slots with new characters or just create NPC's, it's up to you guys.)) |
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