Veyron | Sun Pack | Alpha | Brute | 5 years

Location; Sun Pack camp

Mentions; None, Open to anyone

The large alpha male sat at the entrance to his den, licking his frozen pads in an attempt to thaw them. He looked up as a few wolves started to stir, he had woken up early this morning to see the sun rise. He often enjoyed watching the sun rise and set, knowing that his pack was safe, It comforted him. He rose from his sitting position and arched his back in a long stretch. A yawn escaped his throat when he returned to a casual stance. He flinched when something cold and wet landed atop his nose. A heartbeat later he realized that more snow had begun to fall. 'Great, That's just what we need' He sighed, 'More snow'. His belly grumbled slightly at the gnawing hunger that every wolf felt this winter. He sighed and looked to his paws, how could he keep his pack alive if he felt helpless to this winter? His eyes saddened as he thought of how powerless he was to this harsh season. His shoulders slouched. This was his fault, he could do so much more for the pack, he knew it.

If he could have just stored more food, o-or maybe even find a better camp, maybe things wouldn’t be this bad! Vey shook his fur and sighed, he was doing it again, blaming himself for things no wolf could have predicted, but he still felt somehow responsible. The brute watched as a small snowflake drifted down from the clouds above and landed on his paw. He stared at his paw, not moving to shake off the snowflake. He gave yet another sorrowful sigh, why did he make such a big deal out of everything? He felt as though he was empty on the inside, alone, helpless. 'Cut it out Veyron!' He told himself 'You didn't do anything wrong!' He tried to tell himself, but it didn't help what he felt.

Freya | Moon Pack | Lambda | Fae | 4 years

Location; Moon Pack camp

Mentions; None, Open to anyone

The black fae's eyes blinked awake as cold air blew across her nose. She shivered a little as she sat up in the moon den, the freezing weather made her tenser than usual. She stood up slowly and picked her way around the other sleeping wolves, trying not to wake anyone. As she reached the entrance she saw a few other wolves had woken. She trotted over to the edge of the camp, a small bit of cool sunlight lay on the snow a few paces away. Snowflakes plastered themselves to her black pelt, making them very apparent. She sneezed in the cold, but then quickly shut her mouth, hoping that didn't wake anyone. She glanced around and then let out a breath of relief as no one stirred immediately. She slouched down to the ground and rolled onto her back, exposing her belly to the small sun spot. It didn't offer her much warmth and comfort, but it was better than nothing.

The winter had been harsh and unforgiving to all the wolves, prey was scarce and warmth was rare. She watched as she saw roux pad out of the moss den, she nodded greeting to him. She knew Roux wasn't one for talking, so she respected that and kept her distance most of the time. Freya lifted her nose to the sky to try and scent the slightest smell of prey, but all the snow masked much of what her nose could track. She hoped she would be on patrol today, running around was sure to warm up her muscles.

Roux | Moon Pack | Upsilon | Brute | 3.6 years

Location; Moon Pack camp

Mentions; None, Open to anyone

Roux opened his eyes without a sound. He gazed around for a moment before lifting his head from his paws. He loved being the first one up, it meant he didn't have to say good morning to anyone and he would have a moment to himself. He hopped to his feet and quietly left the den, trying to avoid the lying tails and noses. He gave a happy sigh as he saw the camp was mostly empty, except for Freya that he could see, but she usually left him alone. He sat at the entrance to his den and watched as he could see his own breath freeze in the cold. The brute sighed a slight bit, when will this winter end? His belly growled as he sat there, Roux gave himself a shake to take his mind off it. A few snowflakes flew from his pelt as he did so.

Roux soon got up from his haunches and padded slowly over to a small rock. Leaping up on top of it, he slid a bit as he landed, snow covered the top of the large rock. He watched as the sun slowly reached above the horizon.

Iris | Sun Pack | Omega | Fae | 3 years

Location; Sun Pack camp

Mentions; Whoever wants to be stepped on xD

Iris lay awake in the bracken den, afraid that if she got up she would step on someone. She lay there for a moment or two before she decided to do her best and walk around. Because she was blind, her other senses had become extraordinary, She could hear and smell from a whole tree length away at least! She picked her way through the wolves best she could until she felt her paw land on another wolf's chest, she tripped and fell over awkwardly on top of them before quickly trying to regain her balance.

She scrambled to her feet before saying anything "I-I'm so sorry! I d-didn't mean-" The words stuck in her throat, though she can't say she didn't expect this to happen. There were so many scents in the den she wasn't sure whom she had stepped on, she hoped it was friendly wolf..

Toyota
Male / 3 / Eta
Mentions: None Location: Sun Territory

A pale golden pelt moved through the undergrowth quietly, he had rose long before sunrise as usual. Just walking around the territory with nothing better to do. Every so often he'd check the borders but it wasn't very often that he did that. Toyota sighed deeply as a cold wind snapped through his pelt, a few flakes of snow falling around him as well. "Great. Snow." He loved the snow like most wolves but this year he had a bad feeling about it. Once the sun began shining through the tree tops and hitting his pelt, the small male turned and padded back to camp. Seeing a few wolves had already woken up he nodded slightly, good. Waking up early is better then late he guessed. Toy caught sight of Veyron and his eyes flickered slightly before he turned and stalked towards The Cave, nothing better to do then lay near it till he was given a job right? Right. Over head a few birds twittered and danced around the sky, giving the early morning silence a bit of music. He knew about this time the deer would begin to stir from their nests as they usually did so a bit before sunrise and sunset. He watched the sunlight filter in between the trees giving the forest a sunlit glow. Icy eyes lit up as a stray ray caught him, illuminating his eyes and pelt.

Tyrael
Male / 2 / Loner
Mentions: None Location: Outside Sun Territory

A chimera wolf looked through the brush as a few rabbits stirred from their burrows with the sunrise. Blue and Green eyes locked on their target, the fattest of the pair, most likely the buck as the other, probably the doe, ran back in to silence a few squeaks from the burrow. Ty took his chance, darting towards the rabbit with a growl, sending the male scurrying away to keep him from the doe and bunnies in the burrows. Tyrael launched forwards and locked his jaws around a hind leg before the rabbit crossed into Sun territory. He had learned much about the two packs in the area over the past week or so. Trying to figure out which was best for him. So far he was liking Moon pack but Sun had that brutish fighting style he loved, though since his mother's death he hasn't fought since. The male shook the rabbit till it's squeals died down and he was able to eat it, quenching his hunger and laying down on the spot with a satisfied sigh. -so short ;-;-

Rishima // Sun Pack // Epsilon // Fae // 4 Years Old

Location: Sun Pack camp

Mentions: Veyron

Rishima's yellow eyes fluttered open as a small snowflake landed on her nose, causing her to sneeze. She had been sleeping near the entrance of the den because she had come in late the previous night, and hadn't wanted to step over the other wolves in fear that she'd wake them up. So she wasn't very surprised that a little bit of snow had managed to find it's way into the den and land on her. She stood up and yawned, her sharp, white fangs visible for a split-second. She then padded outside and looked around to see who was already awake. Her heart fluttered when she spotted Veyron, but upon seeing the expression on his face, she sighed and shook her head. He didn't look very happy. He was probably blaming himself for the weather and how little prey there was around, which was absolutely ridiculous.

"Morning, Veyron!" She called to the Alpha before trying to run over to him, but she underestimated how slippery the snow was, and, with a surprised yelp, she fell face-first into the snow. 'How graceful.' She thought sarcastically, pulling her head out of the snow with a small grunt. At first she was a little embarrassed, but then she imagined how funny she must look right now, with flakes of snow all over her head, and she started to laugh. Once she had stopped laughing, she shook the snow out of her pelt and made her way over to Veyron, walking this time. "Heh, sorry about that. Snow was a little more slippery than I thought." She told him with a chuckle.

[I don't have time to do Manwë's post right now, he'll be included in my next post.]

Azazel|Sun Pack|Delta|Brute|5 Years
Location: Sun Pack Camp
Mentions: Iris

Trees became a blur as the brute's long legs propelled him forward. His ears lay flat against his large head creating a more streamlined body. The tracks left behind him showed his weaving path through the trees that he had hoped would make it harder for others to follow him. A long drawn out howl from behind him caused his ears to perk slightly. Those mutts are faster than I had expected. He thought as his lungs worked hard to keep a sufficient amount of air in his bloodstream. "Tackle him!"
"Rip his throat out!"
"Pup slayer!"
These snarls were all thrown at the brute who seemed no different from any other wolves. His paws were large, and allowed him to walk on the snow without sinking too far, and his fur was colored fairly regularly. Strength was nothing he could write home about. What truly shined for him was his cunning and speed. The wolf risked a look back to see the small group of wolves gaining on him, some even sprinting almost close enough to grab his tail. This was when he just stopped. His large paws kicked up snow and slush as the others barreled past him. This caused a smug look of arrogance to grace the face that was once so praised for the beauty he knew he held. Pathetic, they don't even know one of the oldest tricks in the book. The brute scoffed to himself. Do they not realize that they are in the presence of a true god! Perhaps I must show them so they can treat me with the dignity I deserve. For I am a gracious god. He allowed the wolves to turn around and run towards him before he decided to use his true powers. A bright white light shone from his eyes as he began to float slowly up. His pelt became that of a night sky with twinkling stars and all. Just as he was about to tell his now obviously devoted followers about how they could appease their new god, he felt a light pressure on his chest before he was jolted awake from his dream.
How dare you treat a god like-" Azazel bit his tongue quickly as he realized he was talking to one of his pack mates now. Azazel, my god, you mustn't tell them of your divinity yet. Azazel agreed with the voice in his head and turned to see who had woken him up from his glorious dream. Ah yes, it was the mongrel that deserved to be killed at birth. Doing nothing but leeching off the packs resources while she sat in the camp. Nonetheless he had to keep pack relations neutral in the least so he allowed his guard hairs to lay flat against his body and relaxed his stance. "Accidents happen love, no need in worrying about things you can't change." His voice was as light and friendly as he could make it though it pained him to do so. This was the final straw that made him decide to stop falling asleep in the closest den.

{ Cain | Alpha | Brute | Moon Pack | 4 years}
Location: Moon Pack Camp
Mentions; Morra; open to anyone

Cain stirred in his sleep, a cold breeze drifted through the cave and promptly woke him. After a few moments of waking, he opened his deep amber eyes and yawned. The Alpha stretched out his legs and huffed. As he peered out his den he could see a fresh layer of snow across the ground, tiny snowflakes drifting silently from the sky.
A few of the pack's members were already up, it pleased him to see them awake so soon. If he had his way, he'd sleep through the rest of winter. But he had duties, most importantly to feed his members.

He slowly began to step out of his resting place. Today things were going to get done. They couldn't survive the winter with how they were doing now. All they had in terms of food was a skinny doe, which could barely feed a few wolves much less a whole pack. As he was the one who assumed the position of Alpha, he was at fault. He wasn't as cautious as usual, he wasn't as concerned about this years winter. He figured it to be like the last. And now they were hungry and cold.

As he passed through the camp he offered Morra a 'Good Morning.'


[Aeron | Brute | Eta | Moon Pack | 3.5 years ]
Location: Moon Pack Camp
Mentions; Roose ;

Aeron woke up wearily. Going to sleep on a nearly empty stomach was not his choice nor his preference. This winter was making his bones ache and his anger boil. How long was this going to last? The pack was starving and cold. He growled as he got up from the den floor, he tried his best to be mindful of tails and muzzles but if he hit a few that wasn't his fault. As he stepped out onto the white ground, he instantly regretted it, wanting to curl up and sleep as far into the den as possible.

Aeron saw Roose and plopped down beside him. "Mornin'." The brute seemed to share his discomfort for the weather. Hopefully today they could do something, he'd probably freeze just standing around the camp.


/Mishka | Brute | Eta | Sun Pack /
Location: Sun Pack Camp
Mentions; Akshika

Today was a good day for Mishka. He could feel it as he yawned and stretched, warming up the muscles in his legs. He saw the fresh layer of snow and bounded out into it. The cold drifted away any excess sleep. He shook his pelt free of snow before he got too cold. He was in a good mood so he wondered what the day would bring. Maybe Veyron would have something for him to do.

Quite a lot of wolves were awake but his attention drifted to Akshika, a fellow Eta. He sat next to her, wagging his tail rather calmly. Hopefully she wouldn't mind chatting with him a bit. He would of course go seek out Felan, but the brute hasn't risen yet.
"Good Morning, Akshika."

((aaaah, you can see where i gave up ))

Veyron | Sun Pack | Alpha | Brute | 5 years

Location; Sun Pack camp

Mentions; Rishima, Akane


Veyron looked over his shoulder at the sound a fellow pack mate, rishima. He nodded in greeting to her a moment before she tumbled face first into the snow. Vey laughed as she stood up, snowflakes plastered to her head and ears. The dark color of her fur made them stand out dramatically. Veyron smiled as she reached him. Rishima always seemed to be the one to cheer him up, whether she meant to or not. A smile stretched across his maw when she spoke, "Smooth," He joked.


Once he had a moment to think, he realized that the emptiness he felt inside was gone, maybe he was just lonely this morning. "How did you sleep?" He asked the adorab- I mean friendly fae. For some reason he loved talking to rishima, especially in the mornings. He felt a weird feeling in his chest, a warmth, a longing for something unseen.

He turned once more at the sound of Akane's voice. "Mornin" He greeted her as well with a slight nod of his head.

Freya | Moon Pack | Lambda | Fae | 4 years

Location; Moon Pack camp

Mentions; Cain

Freya watched from her spot as the rest of the pack began to rise. She spotted her alpha, cain, step out from his den. She rolled over onto her feet and trotted over to him. "mornin cain!" She greeted him happily "How was your night?" the fae asked. She wanted to be on a hunt today if she could, she figured she'd ask him when she got the chance. She walked along side him as she waited for a reply.

Roux | Moon Pack | Upsilon | Brute | 3.6 years

Location; Moon Pack camp

Mentions; None, Open to anyone


Roux saw that other wolves had begun to rise, including his alpha, cain. He slunk to a different place, with a little more space from the others. He sat next to the boulder he was on. The brute slunk down into the snow, it was cold on his belly and pads as he lay. Snowflakes plastered themselves to his back and ears as they landed on his reddish brown fur. A yawn escaped his throat as he watched the camp stir. He had nothing against any of the wolves in any pack, but he wasn't one much for talking. If it came down to it, he would fight to the death for his pack. He was stronger than most wolves would think with his shy personality, but he didn't care if they knew or not.

Iris | Sun Pack | Omega | Fae | 3 years

Location; Sun Pack camp

Mentions; Azazel

The blind fae could sense the tension in the cave once the other wolf woke. Once he spoke she automatically recognized Azazel. She flattened her ears in nervousness, she gave a slight fake smile and nodded to him. "Heh, well sorry about that" She said again. She had always noticed something odd about Azazel, some kind of unspoken frustration.

She shook off her odd suspicion and just bowed her head once more "I'll be out of your way" She wooed politely before padding the rest of the way out of the den.


OOC: posting on mobile, sorry for all the mistakes, I'll edit soon.

Natalia | Female | 2 yrs. 7 m. | Upsilon, Moon Pack
Location: Moon Camp
Mentions: any wolves awake/present
It was cold. It was always cold. Although Natalia's golden pelt was thick, it did little again the cool breeze sifting over her muzzle from where she lay at the Moss Den's entrance. Blearily blinking her amber eyes open, the she-wolf stretched graciously, a slow whine building in her throat before her rump hit the ground again. Standing and shaking her pelt out to rid it of it's fine layer of dust and dirt, the golden wolf padded from the den entrance, unprepared for the frozen world beyond. The cold hit her like a claw on her nose, and she folded her ears against her head in disdain. "Oh," a small puff of air escaped, a small cloud of stem following it up into the sky.

Glancing around, Natalia spotted a few of her packmates, who looked as cold and tired as she felt. Not knowing many of their names- or, well, not being able to put their names to their faces- since she was relatively new to these wolves, the golden she-wolf padded through the camp and to the far side, where hardly any wolves lay. Finding a single patch of sun as the bright orb rose over the horizon, she plopped down into the snow there and immediately shivered. Ready and awaiting her alpha's commands for the day, Talia sighed and looked forlornly over the other wolves, all of whom seemed to be pairing up or joining small groups of their friends to keep warm together and ready themselves for the coming day. With the war going on, tensions were high, and Talia hadn't found it in herself to really try and make a friend in her new home yet.

Meira|Moon Pack|Lota|Fae|4 Years
Location: Moon Pack Camp
Mentions: Aeron and Roose

Drip, drip, drip. Some of the snow that had collected in the notches just above the healing den melted and dripped into the teardrop entrance of the tree. This incessant dripping is what made Meira raise her fluffy head groggily. The body heat from her and Camarin in the large tree must have been enough to melt some of the snow at least. Slightly closed amber eyes looked towards the larger hole in the tree and saw that more soft snowflakes fell. At least I'm not already starving and freezing or anything. She thought sarcastically as she slowly stood from her sleeping area. Her extra thick coat helped, but when it was covered in snow that would later melt it didn't help much. The ice just outside of her den was slippery but she managed to make her way without slipping too much. Leaves clung to unkempt clumps of fur as they regularly did, causing her to look like she had just rolled around in the crunchy nuisances. Her mother used to get on to her daily for not taking enough care of her coat, but the fae was as stubborn as a buck in rut.
A handful of wolves had already woken up and started exchanging sleepy or grumpy, good mornings. She decided in an effort to boost morale she would act as happy as she possibly could. Who knows, maybe today we'll be successful in a hunt. She thought, as her spirits began to raise. Her thick tail wagged fluidly behind her, portraying this new excitement she had embraced. She saw Roose and Aeron talking, and decided to join in their conversation. Meira obviously wasn't butting in to a talk that she wasn't welcome in because she liked Roose or anything. That would be absolutely preposterous. She plopped herself down near them and waited for her turn to speak. The poor fae was always bad at social interactions, but this had possibly taken the cake as she just sat staring at the two brutes.

{ Cain | Alpha | Brute | Moon Pack | 4 years}
Location: Moon Pack Camp
Mentions; Freya

"Good Morning Freya."
He offered her a small smile, just to be polite. She seemed to be well and full of energy which was good for the day's coming activities. Cain wondered how the other members were doing. The cold often brought sickness along with it. Illness combined with no food wouldn't be a good combination. He sat on his haunches. He supposed he could chat for a bit with her. Maybe it'd brighten his mood. "My night was fine, albeit cold. I can see you've slept well? If so, good, you're going to be busy today."


[Aeron | Brute | Eta | Moon Pack | 3.5 years ]
Location: Moon Pack Camp
Mentions; Roose + Meira;

Aeron let out another yawn before nodding. "I need to be busied. There's nothing I want more than to move around and do something." He glanced over to Cain where he was sitting, speaking with Freya. "Hopefully he has a plan for today. If not, you'll find me back in the den."
He shook his head, getting rid of the snowflakes that fell into his sight. He hated snow. It got everywhere. It stuck to his fur in clumps and when it melted it made everything soggy and bleak. Maybe it was pretty to look at, but that was the only positive he saw to it.
"Did you-" He was going to ask the brute if he had slept well but stopped upon seeing Meira walk over and sit down. She was just staring. He narrowed his eyes at her and barked. "What do you want?"

((aeron is a little bit grumpy))

/Mishka | Brute | Eta | Sun Pack /
Location: Sun Pack Camp
Mentions; Akshika

He shuddered as he felt the cold through his thick, winter coat.
Mishka looked up into the sky, gray clouds dropped down snowflakes while the sun shone, doing little to melt the frozen ice. He hummed and thought for a moment. "I'm doing ok. I guess the same as everyone else."
He turned his attention back to the fae. "But honestly.. it's really not so bad. I feel like today is going to be good. I would just like something to do." He sighed. "Everyone seems tense."