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[Rank Explainations found on Main Page.]



Alpha
Roman(m)



Beta(s)
Vladimir(m) - Mercy(f)



Champions / Worthy
Aedeian(f)[Worthy]



Care Takers
Calypso(f)[Lead Caretaker] - Brooke(f) - Lillian(f)



Brawler/Trainee
Aes(m) - Rajat(m) - Silk(f) - Nightsky(f)



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Edited on 26/12/16 @ 12:29:21 by Soltero (#9059)

MoeMoe (#65000)

Sweetheart
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Posted on
2017-01-10 10:22:59


"People sometimes tell me that good men have too many rules...
that is simply not true.
Good men don't need rules...
today is not the day to find out why I have so many."

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||Rajat||4yrs,10mnths||Worthy||Location:Courtyard|| Mentions:Roman, Mercy, Vlad
Blood was slathered over the silver male's frosted chest and muzzle from his recent snack, making the male seem even more unapproachable than usual as he stood at his self imposed post at the edge of the group. Even after the progression of three months the male did not feel...comfortable..in groups bigger than two other wolves. It was likely this would never change as he had spent most of his life alone. When Roman sprang to his side,along with his dark brother, invading personal space friendly grin or no, Rajat was immediately uncomfortable...every instinct within him warned of a violent attack.

The ex-rouge had to impose quite a bit of self control not to bare ivories to warn of the other beasts...Several mental reminders had to be sent to mental gears...this was the alpha, the beta, and though physical violence was not out of the question for these two...they were not going to kill one of their own pack.

"I am attracted to strong women, what can I say? Your sister, seems to return my feelings...I am willing to comply as long as she wishes."

and in response to Vlad's inquiry? Eyes would be drawn from the earth toned alpha towards his dark brother...

"Nothing short of my best for her I can assure you, I have come to respect her a great deal."

Best to keep words short and pretty...Rajat was not a very trusting wolf, at least he had not been for the majority of his life...that would not change in a few months, probably wouldn't change after a few years if ever. As friendly as the two brothers seemed? By Rajat's roguish mind their apparent good spirits were not to be trusted. Every rogue worth his breath knew that two against one was not good odds...thankfully, if Rajat did not misjudge the situation, he no longer stood alone...perhaps having the two's sister on his side would be enough to keep his hide intact, for the most part.




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Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)

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2017-01-10 13:17:09
Tyrael
Male / 3.3? / Brawler
Mentions: Hunting party Location: forest?

Tyrael devoured the stomach with little-to-no mess. Bouncing to his paws, ready to bring the deer home for the pregnant, and nursing, faes back in camp. Though as Roman and Vlad rounded on Rajat his attention shifted brutally slow to Aediean who had, before the hunt, shown affection the male hadn't experienced since his birth pack. The sensation of her tail still slightly tingling against his pelt, tail thumped against the ground once. The male stood, though his back right leg had been nicked by a hoof and now displayed a ever so slight limp as he walked. Foot lifting higher and falling heavier then normal. "Hey Aediean! You did well!" He'd woof, trying to ignore the brothers ganging up on the loner. He knew, from experience, that the ex-rogue would get defensive and probably snap at one, though was surprised when he suppressed those instincts. Head nodded in a newfound respect for the male he had yet to actually meet, not interested in the male, he'd rather talk to Mercy, Vlad, Roman, Aediean or any of the other fiery females.



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Edited on 10/01/17 @ 21:18:16 by Wolflord (PM me for Work days) (#17200)

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2017-01-10 22:17:12

If they aren't going to fall for you,
Don't fall for them


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Aedeian | Female | 3 (1/2) years | Worthy
Location: Forest (Skipped Hunt)
Mentions: Roman, Tyrael, Rajat, Mercy, Brooke, Silk, Calypso
Interacted with: Roman, Tyrael, Rajat, Vlad, Mercy



Aedeian, who had graciously accepted Roman's generosity with a confident wink at the large grey, sat up straight when she heard Ty's voice, tail picking up a happy wag. "Thanks Ty." She felt a little off the entire trip and the hunt, not particularly wanting to leave the pregnant she-wolves while she went off to hunt. She couldn't shake the feeling, and it had affected her performance, resulting in her friend's injury. "You were doing so well- Are you okay?" She asked, concern evident in her low voice as she leaned forward, tongue gently massaging her friend's damaged leg. "I should have kept to my side of the elk,"she said guiltily, head lowering a bit. "I'm sorry that you were hurt.

She and Ty had bonded over the past months, and he had become a sort of best friend and confidant for her- something she hadn't ever had before. So seeing him hurt because of her own actions made her feel awful. But not as awful as that goddamn sinking feeling in her stomach.

She needed to get back to the mothers.

"Al'fa," she called, rising to her dark paws to pad over to the show-down a few feet away, Ty hopefully at her heels. The attraction she had felt towards Roman had only grown, as had her resolve to hold back and wait for him to make the first move over these past months [ ;) ] .She had found herself slipping more into the tongue Roman used whenever she addressed the Alpha, and she for the life of her couldn't understand why. Although, the reaction that her words spurred from his eyes was totally worth it. "Alpha, I think we must hurry- the mothers will be needing us shortly," she stated, gesturing to the three fathers with her dark, scar-dotted muzzle. She didn't mention the dread growing in the pit of her stomach, as she worried about her absence, unknowingly thinking of it has herself over-reacting.

[Sorry it's really bad- internet is playing up and i only have short windows to post in :D]



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Edited on 11/01/17 @ 22:47:10 by SmokeOnTheWater (#83166)

Soltero [G2 Cinn
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2017-01-11 02:09:17


"Never back down. Never give up."
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Roman | Alpha Male of Genosses | 5 Years
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Facial's expression was quick to contort when Vladimir joined in on the acts of enjoyment, a toothy grin being staged to express rising levels of satisfaction. A two against one threat, both of Mercy's fearless brothers ready to declare war in her honor. If Rajat thought Roman wouldn't kill over his sister, .. than the ex-rogue was an absolute fool. This was the Alpha's .. more pleasant and personable attempt to intimidate Mercy's suitor, .. if only because he actually DID approve of the dude. For now! Which also meant that strengthening their bond was necessary. After all.. Rajat would be -in one way or another - their brother now.

At Rajat's words 'respect her' - although they were meant for Vladimir's ears, this was when Roman would 'lax those previously tense muscles and award a single step of space. Another bold lift of his chin was performed, words charging through previously sealed lips with the obvious purpose of recollecting Rajat's focus. "I expect you to pledge your loyalty to her then, .. soon." Was this a suggestion? .. Or a command. Roman's present expression leaned towards the later assumption, with forwards ears and a furrowed brow. The sterling-tinged bloke would NOT be permitted to simply knock up his dear sister and run; no, .. Rajat's action would cost him a life-long commitment. And be damned if the Alpha would accept anything less.

With another brief, tension-relieving wag of his fluff-lined tail, attention was taken towards Aediean. Roman's jealousy over her relationship with Ty was becoming increasingly obvious, so much so that his coffee-tinged hairs had began to climb towards the heavens prior to her approach. Although the woman's actions stated a more distinct attraction towards himself -over the brawler; for some unexplained reason, the normally level-headed boss felt a remarkable need to reassert his dominance. Probably in a more.. aggressive manner than what was actually acceptable. Was it Aediean's beauty that calmed Roman's inner beast? Her curious behavior? .. Or that oh-so-favorable accent. Whatever it was, it both soothed his thirst for bloodshed and fulfilled it the same moment.

Lids grew heavy at her words, although the Caesar's features continued to find girth with each withheld breath of the afternoon air. "This ees true," he'd respond, daring to finally make a move on the she-wolf.. even if it weren't the proper time. His actions were short lived, thankfully. A forwards dip of his cranium was brought even closer with a progressive step, a clear indication of rank given what with his bold invasion of her space. And there, at his movement's end, an inviting nip to the woman's strong cheek. Roman would pause there for a moment, as though accepting of any blatant acts of rejection. Like if she wanted to tear into his unguarded face? Go for it, I can handle it.. said his flirtatious expression.

If things went according to plan - OR EVEN IF THEY DIDN'T, only a fight would prevent their Earth-stained Alpha from moving towards the recently deceased deer and claiming a secure hold onto it's nape. As previously stated by Aediean, now was the proper time to drag the hooved beast home. If none of his wolves sought to assist him, you could almost bet that a threatening growl would begin to form at the start of his bloody throat.



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Edited on 11/01/17 @ 09:15:06 by Soltero (#9059)

RoosterChick (#46649)

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2017-01-11 06:57:45

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Brooke || Care Taker ||
Location: Whelping Den || Mentions: Kao, Kanti, Tillian, Mercy, Silk, Calypso


Brook new that the lead caretaker was right. The sorrowful event was over and nothing could be done about it. Other than comfort the grieving mother that it. But alas, the earthy wolfess followed Calypso's order, if you could even call it that, and focused back to her pups. Now that she thought about it, her young did not need to be near the stench of death or be covered in a mourning atmosphere. Her ears flicked to Kanti, who had called her mother's name. Or name to her. Brooke pressed her wet nose to her daughter's flank lovingly. "Let's go, dear." The caretaker stood, effectively moving Tillian off of the teat he was suckling. "Time to explore outside the cave," she spoke smoothly. She knew very well that her pups would not understand most, if not all, of her words, but her actions would speak for her. Kai was still sleeping soundly, so Brooke grabbed the extra skin behind his neck delicately in her jaws. The mother of three moved her tail around the two waking whelps to lead them outside. This may prove difficult to them since there was a thick layer feathers and moss that could trip them up.

Brooke kept an eye on Tillian and Kanti as she left the dark cave and entered the bright sunlight. She laid Kao on a small pile of leaves gently. While he was sleeping, his mother would curl around the little bundle while watching the other two. If her son were to wake, she would allow him to move from her fur to explore with his siblings. Brooke held her head up so she had a clear view of her whelps. Her mind started to wonder where the hunting party was; it had been many hours since they left and she was curious as to what had caused them to take so long. She hoped they had caught something good. This hope was emphasized with her belly growling.




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Dipper (#28104)

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2017-01-11 07:43:48
Tillian|3 weeks|Male|Pup
Mentions: Brooke, Kanti, Kao


Tillian squeaked as he was dislodged from the teat he had been suckling at. Brooke had gotten up, and she flicked her tail around him and Kanti as she began to lead them outside. Tillian got up and stumbled awkwardly after her, unused to walking as he was. He couldn't tell much of what was happening in the den, but there seemed to be a sombre atmosphere which he would be keen to escape from. Keeping close by his mother's side, he let her guide him to the entrance of the den.

He blinked at the light as he left the den. He wasn't used to this at all, and everything seemed so vast and new. He was afraid, and cowered by the entrance to the den as Brooke carried Kao nearby and curled herself around him, keeping a careful eye on him and Kanti.

He felt so small compared to his unimaginably huge world, and suddenly he wanted to escape back into the safe confines of the den, where things were dark and small. But at the same time he was held by a captivating curiosity that made him want to go and explore despite his fear.

Tillian took a few shaky steps forwards, and glanced about, eyes settling on a dead leaf on the ground. He dropped into a crouch. This was instinctive, he didn't have to learn. It was as if he already knew to pounce on the leaf, which he did, shredding it with his tiny pup-teeth.

Then he looked towards Kanti, and with a happy yip invited her to play.



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Silk | Brawler of Genosses | 4yrs 3mo
Location: Whelping Den

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Ears flipped forward when Brooke began to move her pups out of the den. Calypso was right; Brooke had to keep her focus on her pups despite the tragedy that has happened today. While Silk held her chin upon Mercy's back, a sudden jerk within her stomach would fling Silk upwards onto her haunches, whines erupting from her parted lips. It's time. It has been some time since Mercy gave birth but the den would still be slightly dirty, and bloody. Carefully standing up, Silk would frantically look around the den, finding a fresh spot of feathers and fur on the far right side of the whelping den, opposite of Mercy. Stepping over the respected Beta, the dark Brawler would make her way to the stone wall, turning several times in place before sliding down onto her stomach with her back against the cool cave. As her rough pink tongue began to loll out in a pant, Silk looked towards Calypso with fearful yellow eyes, which stood out from her pelt like stars in the night sky. Mercy was grieving and with Brooke having exited the whelping den, Silk's only form of support was the head caretaker. Anxiety and fear clouded her mind as Silk's body began to contract and kick out from the inside. She was terrified of her pups coming into the world unhealthy, or dead, like what happened to Mercy's poor pup. With the first big contraction, a massive yelp would echo throughout the walls of the whelping den, scaring Silk herself as she writhed in pain. It hurt, and it was coming on much too suddenly. With each contraction a loud scream would sound based on reflex, as the pain was unexpected and coming on strong. Coming back to her senses, the Brawler would lower her head to the ground and begin to push.. these pups wanted out.

It was a much shorter birth than Mercy's, but the pain was comparable. Lasting perhaps a half hour, Silk had vomited in between births of two female pups, perhaps from the stress and lack of food as the product was mostly bile. Nonetheless, the Brawler was successful, as both pups came out to be healthy and well. After the birth the fae would have pulled the pups closer, carefully grasping their bodies with firm jaws and placing them nearby her nipples as she began to groom them with tender kisses. She had hoped the hunting party would have returned by now, but didn't notice as she had been distracted by her painful labour. Her star struck eyes would not leave her two pups as they cuddled up to her, nestling themselves within her soft black belly fur. She couldn't help but smile in delight at the sight of her and Vladimir's offspring, the two beautiful daughters they had conceived. Although, a short glance towards Mercy would cause Silk to raise her head, lower her ears and turn her attention towards the Beta. Albeit her birth being successful, the fae felt bad about displaying her happiness, seeing as how the Beta lost half of her litter. Silk blinked and dipped her head towards the silver fae, planning to confide in her later on about the future of her pups. For now, the Brawler would get back to tending to her daughters, smoothing out their fur and nudging them closer to her belly to feed.


(( sorry for any mistakes, typed from mobile! ))




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Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)

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2017-01-11 08:31:10
Tyrael
Male / 3.3 / Brawler
Mentions: Hunting group Location: Forest

Tyrael shivered as the female addressed him, now one of his closest female friends and a trusted ally. Not many could claim that title from the male, other then the alpha and betas of course. Though her question sparked something in him, though it was a simple wag of a tail and it was gone again. He wasn't used to all these darn emotions! "Oh.. Yea I'm fine, I've had a lot worse. It wasn't your fault it was bound to happen!" He'd smile at her.

Once Aediean moved to go towards the alpha he approached. Hip accidentally bumping hers as he walked along side her towards the male. Though the hairs on the alpha's back made him stop in his tracks and lay down for the time being. Roman's actions towards his bestie nearly making him jump up though he knew he meant no harm to the fae. He looked to the deer and moved over a bit before Roman did. Choosing the leg opposite of him, teeth gripping the carcass despite his limp. By the time they returned it'd probably be a lot worse but he didn't mind.



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2017-01-11 08:32:58

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Kanti | Infant | 3 weeks
Whelping Den Entrance


Kanti aimed to lick her mother's mouth as she pressed her nose to her flank but she moved away too fast and the young pup stumbled slightly. She quickly righted herself however and followed her mother. The thick covering of moss and feathers caused her to take leaping bounds like a dog in deep, loose snow. It was probably overkill and she tripped over her too-large paws a couple time but she made it out. While Tillian met this new world with fear, Kanti simply sat down while her eyes adjusted to the extra light then looked around for a moment to get her bearings. Quickly, she spotted a twig on the ground and picked it up in her teeth and tried to shake it only for it to get caught in the ground. Kanti dropped the stick and rubbed her tongue against her mouth to try to get the flakes of bark and lichen off her tongue that her tiny teeth had removed from the twig.

Flop tipped ears flicked forward as her head turned to Tillian at the bark and she saw his invitation to play. She walked over with comically high steps and aimed to grab his ear then shake her head. Whether or not that was successful and whether or not Tillian would try to retaliate, a scream from the den immediately had her dropping whatever was in her mouth (if there was anything) and running back to Brooke with ears back and tail between her legs. Kanti climbed over her mom's front leg and immediately dropped to the ground after while shoving her head into Brooke's fur to try to hide her face. After all, if she couldn't see them, they couldn't see her, right?




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Polo (#96942)

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2017-01-11 10:41:10
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Darkness, then a change of light, The pup could see it through her tightly sealed lids. The sudden drop in temperature that sent a shiver down her body alerted her of something... different. When something rough and warm began to rub her she gave a squeal of surprise but began to grunt and whine, pulling her weak back legs behind her as she struggled across the ground. She gave another squeal, and felt something close around her torso. She whimpered as she felt the hard ground disappear from beneath her squirming body. She was put down again soon after and grunted again, before finding something soft. Immediately she began to run her muzzle through the fur, instinct taking charge, and gave a satisfied grunt when her small, toothless maw closed around a teat.

Eager suckling sounds would soon be easily heard as the cub guzzled her feast, no doubt for the next few minutes. After that passage of time she would drop off and relax, the rhythmic rise and fall of her side would slow down and deepen, a tale tale sign of her sleep. This routine would be followed for the remainder of the day, and no doubt she wouldn't break it. The pup knew nothing else but the soft fur, the sweet milk, and the constant warming presence of some being she couldn't see, or imagine.

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Edited on 11/01/17 @ 17:42:15 by Polopony (#96942)

MoeMoe (#65000)

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2017-01-11 11:37:47


"People sometimes tell me that good men have too many rules...
that is simply not true.
Good men don't need rules...
today is not the day to find out why I have so many."

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||Rajat||4yrs,10mnths||Worthy||Location:Forest|| Mentions:Roman, Mercy, Vlad
Icy white eyes would narrow at Roman's rather forceful 'suggestion'....Rajat had never been one to take bullying peacefully, and that was how he read the alpha's command. Rajat liked Mercy, respected her, was attracted to her, and considered her a very good friend as well as lover...but a mate? The mention of such a commitment had the male's frosted ruff grow, making him seem larger than normal. Buried emotions and memories were flickering beneath the surface of the male's psyche....there was something...something he had forgotten?? The male suddenly tasted blood on his teeth...but the sensation was not pleasant, he felt guilty...felt horrible, sick to his stomach.....felt like a monster. A part of him liked it. Rajat was spooked, and kept quiet as a result...and once Roman turned away the silver beast would shake his head back and forth violently ridding his body of the unexplained feelings...he still felt a lingering discomfort.

The wolf would swallow hard, haunted eyes looking into the distance...there was something he had forgotten, something he should remember...but he couldn't quite get there. Didn't want to...if he was to be honest to himself. All he knew was that for some reason, the thought of taking a mate came with a sense of a betrayal...and the wolf couldn't understand why.

Why did Roman's ill concealed order bother the silver brute so much...he liked Mercy. Liked her a lot...and this puzzling situation would have to be thought about further. For now, it was best to ignore the others, and participate in the mindless action of dragging the hunting party's kill back to camp.

What to do?




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Elizaveta ● Infant ● Newborn ● Whelping Den ● Mentions: Silk, Quake

The sudden change in temperature was not gradual.
Prior, Elizaveta had been but an embryo, contently resting in the warmth of her flesh-nest; she had grown restless however and all too suddenly, she seemed to have grown tired of being curled up snug. She had stretched and writhed until she could finally feel constrictions move her along, it was an odd feeling. The fetus had never felt anything similar save for perhaps the being that shared her nest shifting beside her in particularly restless moments before settling down again. It was lengthy and each constriction had squeezed her harder and harder until a sudden force of cold had slammed into her bum!

The cold continued to travel until it engulfed her fully, Elizaveta's protest came in high-pitched yowls as she weakly pawed the air. Her complaints only grew louder as something firm wrapped around her and she felt as though there was nothing flat below her; it was only when whatever had gripped her moved away did she quiet a little.

New, interesting smells were detected by her tiny nose, not many she was old enough to have knowledge of but a lot nonetheless. She seperated one fragrance from all the others -- a delicious, sweet smell that sent her small form wiggling to nestle closer to soft, downy fur and full teats.
Her cries died to whimpers as she searched blindly with her face for the source of such a smell and eagerly enclosed her undersized muzzle around what she could only understand was the origin.

Warmth flooded her stomach as she nursed, battling some of the cold she felt as palatable nourishment washed down her throat. Elizaveta's paws kneaded insistently, urging more as she focused on the simple task. Beside her, she could feel another being and it's body heat also helped a little but not as much as the meal did.




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Edited on 11/01/17 @ 19:11:52 by Century Salvation🔥 (#77658)

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2017-01-11 15:58:34

If they aren't going to fall for you,
Don't fall for them


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Aedeian | Female | 3 (1/2) years | Worthy
Location: Forest (Skipped Hunt)
Interacted with: Roman, Tyrael, Vlad



Aedeian's heart sped up as her dark eyes watched Roman come closer, fur tingling with anticipation at what he might do. When she felt the slight nip of his teeth against her cheek, she met those flirtatious eyes with her own, turning to curl her soft tail around the curve of his strong jaw, a natural action that seemed appropriate for the situation as she brushed the length of her body against his chest affectionately. She sensed the jealousy and potential violence that he felt towards her friend Ty, and her actions were meant to soothe those emotions in the Caesar by showing him where her true attraction lay.

She would follow him willingly, haunches the colour of burnt oak bringing her around to the carcasses rear, a firm hold being found in the stringy muscle of the animals flank. This position had been chosen deliberately to guarantee a close proximity to Roman, ears flicking towards him to follow his further actions, eager to get home.



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Dipper (#28104)

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2017-01-11 18:06:31
Tillian|Male|3 weeks|Pup
Mentions: Kanti, Brooke, Silk


He saw Kanti prance over to him, but was not prepared for her to jump and catch his ear in her teeth. He squealed at the sharp pain and dropped his head, trying to shake her off. It didn't matter anyway, though, as she swiftly let him go almost instantly as they both heard a loud scream. Kanti bolted, and Tillian reeled in shock, paws scrabbling in the dust as he clumsily turned to see where she had gone. Fear had jolted through him, too, but he stumbled as he ran and tripped, sprawling on the ground and yipping frantically. Kanti must have gone for the den, but where was the den?

He managed to get up and locate the den, running towards it. It was the only refuge he knew from the world, and surely if he was there he was safe, right? Nothing could hurt him the den, the dark warm place which he associated with the comfort of his mother.

Tillian skidded into the den after Kanti, and found her by scent, instinctively huddling up to her to seek reassurance. But for once in his life, there was no escape in the den. There was another terrified cry, and Tillian turned to see that it came from a she-wolf. She looked to be in pain. Tillian knew that she would not hurt him, but he couldn't help but be afraid of her screams and he ran away from the sound, back towards the light at the entrance of the den.

Her hurtled back out, sliding over the remnants of the leaf he had shredded, and buried his head in his paws, whining softly and desperate for his mother, though he could no longer locate her. Everything was too overwhelming. His life was changing rapidly, and he had to get used to it too quickly.



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Edited on 12/01/17 @ 01:06:56 by Samba (#28104)

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Vladimir | Male | 5 | Beta of Genosses

Although Vladimir said no more after his brother’s potent suggestion, his awareness of Rajat’s unease was precise. Something, other than the obvious two against one scenario, haunted the newest member of Genosses. This enticed the beta’s curiousity as to what concerned the other beast. Was it just the looming possibility of potential commitment? Vladimir agreed that the idea of monogamy could seem daunting to some, although his own insight on the matter was changed now with his genuine enamored affection of Silk. The other fae’s could be tempting, and would be tempting in the future merely due to the fact of testosterone fueled instinct of a fella’s nature. Scrutinizing gaze would linger on Rajat a moment more as he would begin thinking of his unborn children and the pretty mother that carried them.

Eventually, due to the helpful suggestion of Aedeian, the hunting party would begin to congregate around the carcass at the prodding of Roman. Vladimir would be sure to find a less crowded area to hook his teeth into, gripping the flesh with a firmness that would allow him to drag the carcass with expected ease along with the group. Upon their journey back to the courtyard, the beta’s mind would be occupied with thoughts of Silk and their potential offspring, and also of his sister’s pregnancy as well. Vladimir was curious at the number of pups that could result from both litters, knowing that regardless of size he hoped they were all healthy. Brooke had been blessed what with a healthy trio of hungry maws and fat bellies. There would be a new urgency in his actions as they would near the rest of the pack, his heart strumming faster with anxious anticipation of what may have happened at the whelping dens in their absence. Once they would be back in the vicinity of the dens, Vladimir would immediately search for anyone close by with an intense demand of updates. Concern would read in his expression, although his urgency would be slightly abrasive in the eyes of an onlooker.







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