Toxic sat and stared at a herd of elk, licking his lips greedily as he flicked his tail back and forth. Time to go poison a few elk~
Lyza sighed softly, seeing that nobody had answered her howl so long ago. She folded her wings and walked in silence, treading lightly along the ground instead of flying hrough the sky like she normally would.
Grave stretched himself out, then shook out his fur with a yawn. After licking his lips, he set out to find food.
Darkwind lay on a treebranch, his head resting on his paws and his eyes closed, his breathing sof and steady, showing he had fallen asleep and finally seemed to be having no nightmares.