No shit he isnt beaten up XD Czar is his baby. The packs baby. He doesnt get hurt x'D Lol.)

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*Stares at Soul while sliding Cerin's paw onto his face* :> fear me.)

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The young male watched from his spot under a tree thinking about how much he loved snow. He had been staring into space for the last hour watching the clouds drift by. As he yawns he thinks about how much he enjoys the peace and quite of outside.

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Really Vancha >.> Dont make me bite you. xD )

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What, I told you it's been like 12 years ;-p

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Old ass XD Ill accept it this time. But atleast a paragraph from now on, mkay? cx)

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A paragraph?! That's pretty long haha
I come from the old days when we used AIM to RP and the wrote on Livejounal to update people ;-p
But I can try :)

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(Well here I go..)

Azalea / Female / Lead Hunter / At: The Densite
The tall female's eyes fluttered open, the frozen crystals around her stinging them. She wriggled out of the snow and up onto the surface of the snowy place, seeing that it had snowed again. Azalea flicked her good ear and turned her head to face it towards the rest of camp to pick up the sounds coming from it. It seemed that some were awake, and BlackSoul was at it again with the yelling and possible fighting. The female sighed in annoyance. Did their leader ever stop beating someone up? It seemed to her that fighting and driving off packmates was not helping to bring in food for the camp. Azalea rose to her feet and took a few steps, testing the snow with her feet to see if it was solid enough to venture out on.

The female decided it was safe, and started trotting over to where the more central dens were to possibly start getting a hunting party out later in the day. Usually the herds were out sniffing through the snow at about noon, when the sun had at least brought the temperature up a little bit. Azalea passed by BlackSoul with a nod of respect, not daring to interfere with his actions. He could take care of himself. Her good ear twitched once again as she sat down in the snow a ways away from BlackSoul and Cerin to watch what would unfold.

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Giggling playfully around the alpha the younger female had backed off to snoop around the den, shaking her patched pelt the smaller female had continued to ponder how to get a good cuddle in with the grump.
Flicking her perked eaar the canine turned to one of the pack members that had awoken, with a new victim in her sights the small female had crawled over to the larger female, with her target in sight the small female wasted no time as she curled up against the stranger- leaning heavily against her. Running her tongue over her muzzle Cerin looked up at the female, like a curious pup "What ya lookin' at?" She asked with a smile spread along her rather friendly features.

Giving the female a nose wrinkle Cerin had pulled herself under the new victim as she got rather comfy under her. Her goal had been reached, even if it was with a fellow pack member. Setting her plan in motion of domination over the pack, cuddle by cuddle.

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Azalea / Female / Lead Hunter / At: The Densite
With a suspicious squint, Azalea watches as Cerin playfully bounded over to her and cuddled up against her and made several affectionate gestures. Disgusted, the larger female backed up from Cerin with a snarl. Her tough features bristled with annoyance and shook her pelt, trying to rid herself of the saliva Cerin had slobbered onto her. An annoyed and slightly pissed off expression shown clearly on Azalea's face. The female angled her good ear at Cerin and started speaking harshly, with a slight slur.
"Get away from me, Cerin. I am not one for cuddling. Please make yourself useful elsewhere." She spoke fairly, but it was just to get the female to go away from her. Younger wolves annoyed Azalea much more than ignorant ones, which sometimes went hand in hand.
The female's stomach growled loudly, and remembered the hunt she had wanted to put together. The pack certainly needed food, and Soul wouldn't object to something like a hunting party. She was sure of that.

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Feeling the canine walked off Cerin rolled back onto her paws "Whhhy is everone sooo grumpy" She huffed, pulling herself up the female shook off her pelt once again "Thought Capt' grumps was the only grump, my was I mistaken" She muttered, seating herself in front of the female she dropped an ear "Say you're the lead huntress right? Are you plottin' a hunt" She asked.
Acting more around her age Cerin her head slightly, waiting to be informed on a hunt. Flicking her tail back and forth the canine had eyed down the female, curious on her origins- perhaps she was raised and trained like Cerin was? The younger female was rather curious about the members in the pack. Unsure how they all got to be following the grump.

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*I ran out of imagination to think a fast rp ;n;*

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(I'm on mobile right now so no header and it's a bit shorter than usual.)

Azalea
The female now adapted an unreadable expression on her face when a hunt was mentioned. Yes. That's what she needed to take her mind off of things, a hunt. "Possibly. Would you ask your dear old captain grumps to join us?" A fleeting note of humpor was in her voice, but it soon disappeared. Azalea knew the less than formal nickname Cerin liked toncall the sour alpha.

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Letting out a soft hum of thought she smiled "Oh surrre, Capt' Grumps and I are so close. Like besties" she said with a sure nod, even though he would much prefer to skin her alive then have to see her. Flicking her tail around she shook her pelt "Ye should bug more wolves to go huntin'" She added, turning her patched pelt to the female she eyed her alpha down with determination.
Totting away from the female she had returned to stalking the leader, crawling against the banks of snow- eyeing her target like a hungry beast.. A hungry beast in need of cuddles, the best kind of need. So it was in her mind at least, cuddle first then everything else- everything made sense in her mind regardless what was going on in her head. Filled with determination she waited for a chance to bother the leader once again.

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Starting to think Cerin is delusional.. )

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