Ahtrek|Male|3 Years 7 Months|Wanderer| Eastern Plains
Mentions: Moon - Zerikos - Sparrow - Clay - Vex

His stern gaze fixated upon his companion, Moon, watching her ears pin back, her voice troubled. He listened to her reason carefully, aware that this combination of strangers was not the best decision. There was a great possibility that these wolves were savages and could kill them in their sleep. His hackles bristled intently, he would not let anything happen to Moon, and he would kill any wolf that tried. Ferocity increased as the intimidating orange male festered a growl in frustration. Ahtrek could only bite his tongue for so long.. and he was not going to let some stranger male dominate him like a pup. A snarl sneered from his opened jaws, saliva dripping lightly from the edges of his lips, while his stance changed so that he evenly bared weight on all fours. He was looking for a fight, but this was not going to be tolerated. "You better back--" The charcoal brute snarled, but was interrupted. He thought he heard something and it turned out to be correct, rimmed ears erect to show his alertness, a low growl fused from now closed jaws. They had bigger things to worry about besides tearing each other apart. Reluctantly, Ahtrek followed after the orange male until they found a suitable patch that differed from the surrounding landscape. Digging both males were now, dust inversely sprawling towards the horizon freely as if escaping from the sun-parched earth. Finally reaching a suitable marker, the scent of wolf and fear filled the small passageway of the tunnel, Ahtrek's vision reflecting that of a figure, corrected identified as another wolf...

Yellow eyes dilated slightly to adjust to the dimmed scenery. He appeared confused as to why a wolf was underground, staring at her as she pleaded not to be harmed. The large male shifted his tail base, he didn't have any intent of harming anyone, at least not today... The male withdrew his large cranium, a menacing voice echoing behind his ear drums. Oh great...Another wolf.. Ahtrek was becoming inflamed and annoyed. Eyes darting sharply to Moon who had covered great distance as was now by his side unevenly, her nose gently pressing against his lower portion of body. He could tell she was uneasy, and frightened, glaring at this new black wolf, a unusual vibe was spreading from the wolf's troubling aura. But Ahtrek couldn't put his paw on it, that threw him off about this stranger. Mimicking the ginger male, lips drawn back to reveal hidden daggers glistening to puncture flesh. His tail vertical once more, while his ears slowly began to pin, his hackles bristling savagely, making him like twice as big, he felt very uneasy. His cranium and neck hovering over Moon's smaller frame.

Vex | Male | 3 Years | Wanderer
Location: Eastern Plains | Mentions: Zeriko / Moon / Ahtreck / Sparrow / Clay

The male smiled at them, now revealing the full size of his yellowed fangs to the wolves, it brought on an rather eerie tone to his features. Slowly yet confidently making his way around the carcass, he began to circle the group. "Who am I?" he asked, chuckling low, the sound of it enough to make the largest of animals feel like prey. He dipped his head, his eyes hooded by his shaggy black fur and eyelids as he gazed into the eyes of a small female, pressed against a much larger wolf than herself. Licking his lips, he could smell the fear that poured from her pelt, and it seemed to fuel him. "Vex," he said, now lifting his head to peer into the eyes of the others, but making sure to keep the small female in his sight... She would be the one.

Silk | Female | 3 years, 8 months | Location: Northern Icelands
Mentions: None, open

The large black female walked slowly across the barren ice land, ears perked and pale eyes staring straight ahead. Her dark pelt stood out on the snowy terrain like an ink blot on a white canvas. It had been quite a few days of wandering and trudging through heavy snow, so she was grateful for the shallow snow she would tread upon today, which in no way will cause her aching paws any less grief. Silk hung her head and tail low, in a lazy fashion, as the bulky fae was stuffed from her most recent meal of a large snowshoe hare. Albeit being hard to catch, it was ever so worth it to feel the warmth of the fresh blood and flesh on her lips. Sighing, the thick-furred female stopped in her tracks and lifted her nose to the sky, taking in the smells that the breeze carried from the south; elk, pine, and wolf. Although, she was much too far to distinguish whether these scents were new, or old. Silk had been in solitude for weeks, and as she blinked carefully at the horizon, she decided that maybe it was time to cause some havoc once more. A sudden gust of wind blew across the black wolf's fur, throwing snowflakes into her short whiskers and eyelashes, taunting the wolf and challenging her. A devious smirk wrapped around Silk's jaws as she kneaded the packed snow with her thick claws, and she dipped her chin in and muttered to herself, "Here I come," before bursting into a sprint, darting off towards the southern plains.


( edit: I RP'd Silk moving towards the south, south as in warmer regions. She'll be headed for the eastern plains, since that is where most of the action is going on )

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Hades | Male | 4 years, 1 month | Loner
Location: Southern Woodlands; River | Mentions: Lilith, Rune

Hades was looking at his mate with frustration about their stolen meal when he heard a yelp echo across the forest. His head immediately looked in the way it came as his ears perked, brows furrowing. "Lilith." he said, before he heard sounds of a struggling wolf. Narrowing his eyes, he bolted towards the source, running through the woods and jumping over any obstacles before he arrived before a river. Eyes searching the water, his yellow orbs caught the shape of an unconscious she-wolf and his eyes widened. Leave her, or save her? He shook his head; it didn't seem right to leave her there to die. He leapt in, strong limbs pushing to keep himself afloat as he swam to her. Growling, he was swimming beside the sinking body. He dove under and his body moved under hers, her front paws over his back. He resurfaced and began breathing once more. Knowing she wasn't stable on his back, he adjusted himself and she was centered.

Grunting, the massive wolf began swimming towards shore with all the strength he possessed, which was a great amount. He groaned as he noticed jagged rocks nearby, down the river. He struggled against the current, but gradually got closer to the shore. Then a rock came in his way and he felt a sharp point jab into his front right leg, creating a gash. His body then turned and his back left leg was hit as well, also creating a gash. He winced as the two impacts happened, but still struggled to get closer to the shore and, eventually, his paws hit the sand. Groaning, he pulled him and the she-wolf onto the shore, bending down to drop her in the ground. She looked half conscious and half unconscious- which meant she was probably aware of what just happened. Grunting in pain, he nudged her head, but soon remembered Likith. Had she followed him? Ignoring the pain in his leg, he thrust his head up, letting a deep, menacing howl, emitting the howl in his distinct, terrifying tune. That meant his mate would know it was him. He prodded the almost drowned female with the paw of his un-injured leg, observing her half awake face. Who was she, and how did she get in the situation she had been in? Soon enough, he felt he couldn't hold himself up with his hurt legs and collapsed, still conscious and perfectly aware of what was happening as his gashes bled into the sandy ground.

OOC: Bleh

Silk | Female | 3 years, 8 months | Location: Eastern Plains | Mentions: Open

After some time of trotting through snowy terrain, the ice began to collide with dirt, rock, and soon soft grass. Silk's paws felt instant relief and the fae sighed in exasperation, grateful for the softer and more delicate ground to tread on. The large female quickly stretched her muscles, arching her back and reaching out her toes, as she smelled the new air. It smelt of flowers, trees, food; and wolf. It was fresh, too. A vast field lay out in front of her but in the distance there were subtle hills. She thought to herself, "I could probably get a better view from elevation.." Silk huffed and broke into a run, headed towards the hills.

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By the time Silk had arrived at the slopes, she had caught an injured fawn. She hauled the small carcass up the hill with ease, the neck clasped in-between her mighty jaws. Her tail wagged with happiness; one day in the new grasslands, and already an easy kill. The ice lands and snowy mountains were difficult to navigate, and prey was often scarce. This new location was heavenly compared to where she had previously been living.
The top of the hill delivered a breathtaking view. Although not very high up, Silk could see streams, forests, and fields. Her pale blue eyes scanned the land, looking for any sign of life, whether it be herds or wolves. From what she could see, there was no one in sight. Being in a mischievous mood, Silk pondered as to why this place shouldn't be her permanent home. She could easily find a small den nearby, and the tall grassy fields seemed to have enough small prey to live on before she resorted to elk, or bucks. Looking down at the dead fawn she was about to feast on, Silk grinned and lifted her nose to the sky. Taking a deep breath in, the massive black female let out a melodious, loud, intriguing howl that would carry for miles; a howl which said, 'this place is mine.'

Vex | Male | 3 Years | Wanderer
Location: Eastern Plains | Mentions: Zeriko / Moon / Ahtreck / Sparrow / Clay

Vex watched the wolves carefully, he knew they were cautious of him, and even though he liked the feeling of being intimidating, he wasn't sure now was the best time to be unwanted. Turning to the large golden wolf, Zeriko, it seems his name was, as he over heard him speak it to the small tunnel wolf. "Actually, I was wondering if I could maybe tag along with your... Pack," he grit his teeth as he spoke that word, though it was more as if he was spitting venom. He would only stay as needed until he could get the small silver female separated from the group long enough for him to have his meal.

OOC: Damn that was short...