Hades
Male | 3 years, 5 months | Survivor Pack | Guard | Location: Survivor Pack Territory; Camp | Mentions:

Hades padded in the hunting part of their territory, planning on catching a decent meal for some canine in the pack. Sure, he was a guard, but that didn't mean he couldn't hunt. Besides, when was hunting a bad thing? Food was always needed, and extra food was even better. And anyways, he had woken up earlier, as was normal for the incredibly large wolf, and he had decided to go hunting. It was typically his daily routine, and pretty much every canine in the pack knew he did this. The sun hasn't risen yet, so he still had some time to hunt before he started heading back. The wind gently ruffled his fur as he walked on the forest in the part of the territory where the pack mostly hunted. But, sniffing and observing the ground before him, a good sized adolescent female deer soon caught this wolf's sharp eye and he crouched to the ground, his tail above the ground. Stalking the caribou, he got closer until he couldn't go any father without being noticed. Then he ran and pounced, claws digging into its back as his powerful jaws latched onto its neck, biting hard. In a matter of moments, the massive canine had thrashed and pulled until he and the beast slowly toppled to the ground. On the ground, the brute bit and killed it with his powerful bite, making sure it was dead before standing up.

Seeing the sun begin to rise, the fearsome wolf dog mix began dragging his kill back to camp, knowing he should be there when the morning began. Not really any canine was awake yet at the moment, so he's most likely get there before the pack got up. Soon enough, he arrived back home and traveled into the camp and observed it, his theory correct as it was mostly empty. He then brought the dead adolescent deer to the prey pile, setting him down carefully. Eyes landing on the guard's den, he would latch his jaws onto the deer and take a huge chunk out of the meat before heading inside, eating his share. Once the pack would begin waking up, he'd walk back outside to greet everyone, his usual greeting. He looked for Jote, the beta female, and his closest friend, as he stood up straight, towering over most. Statistically, he was the tallest wolf in the pack and had a very terrifying appearance.

Soon enough, his eyes were drawn to the beta den as Westfor exited. Jote was probably still asleep inside and the massive guard didn't want to wake her. Being protective of his close friend, most could imagine that Hades wasn't particulary happy when she became mates with Westfor, not that it was the beta male's fault. He was like a big brother to the female and didn't want to see her get hurt. But he knew she was happy with him and didn't bug anymore. Hades was drawn out of his thoughts as his name was called. Ears perked, he turned to look down at the smaller and prettier female, Silver, as she approached him with a gleeful smile and greeting. He nodded his head, "Good morning, Silver." he said, genuine emotion shining in his eyes, but his face straight. He wasn't a very emotional brute, rarely showing emotion save for in his eyes, which showed every emotion he held, unless he wanted them not to. A lot of wolves assumed he didn't like them, Silver included, because he didn't show too much emotion when speaking to them. But that wasn't true, especially for Silver. Then another female, an elegant huntress by the name of Wisteria, approached him, asking for him to come with her. Cocking his head in confusion, he nodded. "Sure.." he said, ready to follow her. "Excuse me, Silver." he said with a flick of his ear and a dip of his head as he was ready to depart from Silver. But then Silver started messing with Wisteria, probably fully innocently, unaware of how it made the huntress feel. He could see in the she-wolf's eyes that she was incredibly uncomfortable, shackles raised and ears flattened, and thought he saw a hint of distress? It looked almost as if she wanted his help. Perhaps? Eh. He inwardly shrugged- he'd help anyway. "Silver, that's enough of the bouncing." he said, his normally deep voice stern and intimidating, yet attractive in some way. He didn't even really mean to have such a stern and intimidating voice, it just came out like that. It was just his voiceHis past caused him to be a bit more cold and reserved.

OOC: Sorry its so long *facedesk* Also, I think we need a seperate roleplay thread, two preferably. I don't like roleplaying on the sign-ups thread, personally. Maybe one roleplay thread for the Survivor pack, another for Hougen's?