Shadow | Female | 4 years | Wanderer
Western Grasslands | Mentions: None / Open

Éric | Male | 4 years | Wanderer
Northern Icelands | Mentions: None / Open

Venus | Female | 2 years, 8 months | Wanderer
Location: Eastern Plains | Mentions: Nivalis, Asaroth

A nod was given in assurance at the male's (Nivalis) words. "Cooperation.", she'd repeat before her gaze followed his', locking her eyes on the sweetheart wolf. She rolled her eyes as several pawsteps were marked on his way, unknowingly situating herself between the two. Were males more competitive than females, she wondered. "Both will have to change your attitudes, if you are hungry enough. You may be in good conditions, though i bet you are tired of chasing mice.", she referred to the blue-eyed male, who seemed to be the one less pleased with the idea of working together. Venus, however, didn't quite loved the offer that had crossed her mind, which included team-work between strangers and possibilities of being attacked, or that they ran away with the prey, if they catched any in the future.

"I've heard wonderful things about the western lands, promissing words that assure it's one of the best places, if not the best, to hunt and live. I'm pretty sure that our chances of a full belly would increase there. After that, we can each say our goodbyes and disappear, if that's what you want.", she'd say with the most persuasive voice she could have. Of course, Venus was not as stupid as to believe that it would be easy, though she preferred to only say what they wanted to hear.

OOC: Lmao, sorry, Sierra. I think it's better now. And yes, of course! ^-^

Nivalis | Male | 2 years, 1 months | Wanderer
Location: Eastern Plains | Mentions: Venus, Asaroth

Nivalis thought for a moment. A chance of better food. Contrary to many of his family's belief, Nivalis wasn't against cooperation. He'd always known its clear advantages in survival. The female wasn't suggesting they stay together. He could work with that. He sat down, wrapping his fluffy tail around his paws. Okay. He answered, surprising himself with how evenly he talked. I suppose it's a good plan. For now. Nivalis glanced fleetingly towards the female, and then towards the other male. He was the one who sealed the decision. If he decided against it, nothing would happen. If they agreed... They'd walk away from the plains as a temporary trio.

Nivalis reviewed his decision. What were the downsides of this? He wondered. There were plenty, but Nivalis didn't quite enjoy thinking about them. Again, he thought of all the opportunities for betrayal, yet, although he was often a pessimist, the only thought that overpowered all the others was the fact that with three, they could take down large prey, even a moose if they were lucky. Wolves were good at tactics, but these tactics were useless with one.

OOC: I feel like there should be prey that are a little more filling then rabbits, but less then deer. Like a grouse, or another type of land bird.

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Hades | Male | 4 years, 1 month | Loner
Location: Southern Woodlands | Mentions: Lilith, Gaya, Kairos

Hades watched as the female (Gaya) left in frustration, rolling his eyes with a growl. He turned to his mate and was about to properly great her when he heard a moaning noise, identifying it as a bear's typical tone. He groaned in annoyance and frustrstion, turning to face the larger creature, a small black bear. The stubborn brute growled at the beast, but was disappointed as he looked at Lilith. She had ripped a leg off the dead deer before backing up, waiting for him and he huffed with disappointment, turning his back on the bear walking towards his kill. Damn loners. Damn bear. Why did they have to show up and ruin his day? He growled as he ripped a leg off, as was what his mate did - he thought it'd be better to have two legs - before walking towards Lilith. He looked back just in time to see the best begin eating his Kill and growled again with frustrstion before exiting the scene with his mate. He looked at her in frustration, "Well, our meal was ruined." he said deeply with a huff, a small apologetic tone in his masculine voice. That tiny male had probably gone back to eat whatever was left of Hades' deer when the stupid bear has left. Argh..

OOC: I'm gonna die because this is so short and late. Hell/prison/school/whatever started today D:

Ahtrek|Male|3 Years 7 Months|Wanderer| Eastern Plains
Mentions: Moon

Ahtrek could sense that he had hit a ping in her sociable demeanor, but apparently not enough to truly strike any damage. A huff sighed from is large lungs, showing a bit of annoyance at this female's eagerness to accompany him on whatever it is that he was doing. But still, he grew more amused on her compliance, yellow pools eyeballing her slender grey frame once more, watching the light crisp of a breeze gently tug a piece of her coat towards the opposite direction. I've met worse, I suppose.." The large male sighed, showing some sort of patience for her, muscles rippling under his thick charcoal coat as the male strengthened his core to move around. His jaws faced a particular direction, nothing special of it by chance, but his rubbery-like nose began to wiggle around here and there obviously sniffing about. His right ear flickered in acknowledgement to the female's question of action. For a moment he seemed locked, the answer was unclear for he truly was just passing through. No path or route was in his demise but if his guess was as certain,... The area of the Northern Icelands would speak of interest if it were true that herds were migrated there. Sniffing the crisps breeze again to try and detect any traceable era, the elk herds were simply faint here. However; it was Autumn and it was the oncoming debridement of mating season for the elk. This would surely work in a wolf's favor, for the bucks would be so pumped up with testosterone that they will barely eat yet alone sleep, making the weak easy pickings. Glancing at the female know, he figured she would know a little more about the herds. " Wherever the herds are, have you seen any or can guess where they have gone?" He shifted on his sturdy frame, the jagged stones of the terrain was slowly penetrating his soft paw pads.