Name: Fang | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Slate

"I smell of what?" Fang, was genuinely surprised. It would make sense if he smelled of blood, but he was sure that death wasn't a scent. "Non-sense." he said plainly, going by the other dog. Fang wondered, what did he usually smell like? The question in general surprised him, he had never really smelled himself. But, if he asked the others, he was sure they'd just say something bad about him instead.

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Shatter| Loner| @Abolition Border| Mentions- Open

The tall wolf-dog inhaled the scents of the pack dogs, curling her lip. She reluctantly stepped along the border, sniffing for prey-scent. She could smell dog, but she was now almost in pack territory, so that could be expected. She padded along, keeping to the shadows so that her pelt could help hide her.

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Reo | Abolition Scout | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: [Direct] Ferrer, Shiloh [Indirect] Mavy, Loops

Reo was sitting down with his eyes closed. He wanted a moment of silence to gather his thoughts from working just a little. The scent of another dog made him open his eyes to see Shiloh in front of him with a small bouquet of white wildflowers. The light brown canine flattened his ears and smiled sheepishly as he went to retrieve them from the other dog. "Thank you Shiloh." Reo coughed out as he set the flowers in between his paws. He looked over at Ferrer and barely contained a chuckle from seeing the tough and confident dog with flowers behind his ear. It was a small sight to behold and Reo looked back at Shiloh and let out another chuckle. This was probably the most fun he had in a while.

When Ferrer mentioned that he was done and offered to go anywhere else, Reo's mind went back into work mode. He was still anxious from that Insurgent dog smell from early. It seemed to have gotten closer as well. And that feline stench was horrific. Actually, Reo thought he heard a cat trying to talk to Ferrer but the light brown dog ignored the cat at least. "Actually, I want to check out near the border real quick. I think it would put Shiloh on ease as well to see us discover nothing." Reo stood up and wagged his tail. He still couldn't help but think that he was lucky to have the two of them with him.

However, perhaps half a minute or so after Reo made his comment, he heard a strangled bark. A cry for help. His ears and head turned towards the noise and his body stiffened. The dog took a huge whiff of the air and he smelled... that insurgent dog..an abolition dog.. and.. and blood. His ears went flat against his head and his fur riffled on his back. This wasn't good at all. His tail went straight out, with no hint of a wag at all. He turned to look at the siblings and said, "Well, looks like there's something. C'mon." Reo took a few steps forward before he realized he had left behind the flowers. Although the flowers could wait, he rather not have them stolen by some measly cat. He picked up them in his mouth and he began making his way towards the noise. The tall grass was still a hassle but now with such determination, it was not as a hard feat anymore.

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Name: Slate | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Fang
"Of death." He was completely serious, no hint of any sort of joke in his voice or expression. "Canines give off a certain scent when they die, or are close to death. You smell of one who has killed. I'll only ask once more. Did something happen?" There was danger in his tone. Slate was not one to be ignored or brushed off.

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Shatter| Loner| Abolition Territory| Mentions- None|

The black and white wolfdog kept to the outskirts of the territory, where they most likely didnt hunt. She weaved behind a structure, her nose low to the ground. At one point Shatter stumbled across a nest of mice and promptly devoured them, but that only slightly filled the void. She continued on.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Territory
Mentions: Isa, Raymond

Ridding the blood that had gotten onto her lips with a swipe of her tongue, the feeling of being watched suddenly pricked at her senses, the spotted dame spinning her head with her eyes narrowed around just as something crashed through the brush further behind them. Tense, a growl rumbled lowly deep within her chest, nostrils flaring as she tried to sniff through the heavy scent of blood to decipher who was watching them, and if they were a foe.
She relaxed only slightly as the sharp, tangy scent of herbs hit her nostrils at once, huffing loudly from her nose to rid of it before it would trigger a sneeze from her. Shortly after, Aramis spotted a sliver of mottled, brown hued fur, just enough for Aramis could recognize, finally letting her tense form relax fully.
"Come out." Aramis flinched slightly at Isa's sudden order, the adrenaline that was slowly giving out making her more jumpy. The gray furred dame then turned to her, Aramis glancing at her expectantly. "We shouldn't linger around. The faster we get this back the better." Aramis nodded to her mother, jaws opening to huff out a single word, "Agreed. She said it honestly, genuinely agreeing with Isa's words, which isn't very common to say the least. It'd be a nightmare to drag their kill back to camp if it got too dark. Her gaze swiftly drifted back to Raymond as the smaller maiden jumped out from where she hid, an apology quickly coming from her as she did.

Aramis's dark hued eyes flashed quickly with sympathy as the skittish dame tried to smile at Aramis's mother, but turning away as it was only met with a cold and critical gaze. It was unfortunate that she pined for Isa's, out of all dogs, attention. "It's fine, Raymond." Aramis hummed softly, dismissing her apologies as she beckoned the timid, mottled healer over. "Can you help us take this back to camp? We'd appreciate it." She said, walking over to he boar and fastening her jaws to one of its hind legs as she tugged as well, paws digging into the ground.

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Sana | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Demesu, Fiorello

Sana was quick to mute herself, eager to listen to the other dog. Though the words he spoke did little to excite her heart. "This isn't the place to seek s-shelter." Ahh, so they'd have to leave soon, maybe the nearby pack wasn't so- her thoughts were stopped by the following sentence. "Dog eaters?" She murmured, just what had she gotten her family into? Was the leader a wolf or were they just a cannibal, maybe Demesu was right.

Her eye lit up, black ears standing tall at the mention of help. Just how long had it been since someone offered to help, just the simple thought pulled a sigh from her lips. "Thank you. We'd truly appreciate it. Whenever you wish lead the way." Her tail swished happily for a moment allowing her to ignore the empty threat.

Demesu | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Sana, Fiorello

Icy blue eyes reflected his stress as Demesu's ears quirked up to the horrifying thought of cannibalism. There's no way they'd do that, right, and what did mean by "The local pack's leader." Would that not be his leader, the very one he threatened to call. Tsk. He clicked his tongue, the large coward was simply thinking too much. It's likely he just misspoke, at least he was nice, or as nice as one could be cornered into a wall.
Stepping back, Demesu decided to allow the smaller one more space, knowing the fear he must have. He struggled to speak if only for a moment, his voice catching in his throat. "Thank you." Demesu dipped his head in appreciation saying nothing more than that.

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— Shiloh | she/her | Location: Abolition territory | Mentions: Reo, Ferrer, Mavy / Loops (indirect)

Shiloh huffed a soft laugh at the opposite canine’s sheepishness, “Of course,” She replied in turn to the words he spoke. Following the scout’s dark gaze, she turned to look at her brother who stood in a proper manner, the small bundle of wildflowers perched securely behind his ear– held into place by his wirey coat. The dog couldn’t held but smile at the sight. Although it seemed insignificant in their lives, this was going to be a memory that would remain tucked into her brain until she was laid to rest. It was the little things, she’d tell you, that mattered the most– the smallest gestures that mean the most. Turning her head back towards Reo, meeting his eye, Shiloh couldn’t help but laugh herself. There certainly wasn’t many days like this, not anymore at least now that she’s an adult, but these were the days she cherished.

Though when Ferrer spoke, asking if her or Reo had anywhere else to be, she looked towards the sighthound mix. She had no place to be, hence why she followed after the pair. Though just as Reo began to speak a hushed voice caught the canine’s attention, her head snapping in the direction of the source. The breeze carried the scent of a feline– a cat. Shiloh flattened her ears against briefly and let out of soft huff of a bark, a warning. They didn’t have time for any cat shenanigans, not right yet anyhow, they were on duty. Her attention was drawn back to her packmate at hearing her name being mentioned; she nodded in agreement and looked towards her older brother awaiting his answer.

Just then she heard the strangled cry of a pained dog, Shiloh’s body tensed as she threw a wide eyed look towards the scout and healer. Without hesitation Shiloh set off for the source of the bark, her body hastily shouldered through the taut grass. The fear scent, the metallic smell of blood, and all among other things intertwined in her nostrils almost making her sick. It was in that moment that she could finally identify the familiar scent of the mother dog, “Ma–“ Shiloh stopped abruptly in her tracks as she hurriedly came upon the scene, the mangled body of her packmate laid out in the grass; discarded as if she were trash. The death scent lingered heavy in the air, making her lungs itch. It was almost as if her heart stopped, even time felt as if it had stopped as she stared down at the heap of fur and blood. Backing up, she bumped into another dog, flipping around to face them she realized it was only Reo and Ferrer. The dog let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, she was at a loss for words; she didn’t know what to say.

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Raymond | @Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Isa and Aramis.

She yelped, now springing out of the bushes. Raymond bowed her head quickly `` I'm sorry! I didn't mean to sneak up on you!`` Raymond looked up at Isa, she remembered when those eyes were still full of life from her puphood. She closed her eyes letting out a silent sigh, the dog rose her head backing up a bit from the much larger female in front of her. She tried to smile at her but that cold stare made her look away.

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Name: Jade | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: None

She paced around camp nervously. Her gut, was telling her something was horribly wrong. Trying to deny it, although it seemed all too overwhelming. With no clue why she felt this way, one mention about anything would make her panic.

She had been wondering where Tyulen and Lance were, they seemed to not be very present. And that made her feel anxious, if one thing went wrong, it'd be her fault.

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**Raymond | @Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Isa and Aramis.**

Raymond nodded her head, moving closer to the boar. She grabbed the leg with her mouth dragging the boar but she wasn't doing much. She watched Isa and wanted to talk to her but was afraid that she'd ignore her or yell at her again. Raymond continued on trying to lift the boar.

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Name: Slip | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: ranger
:Slip was wiggled into ranger's fur, whining anf yelping for food, one thing ranger couldnt provide:

Name: Ranger | Location: abolition camp | Mentions: slip
:ranger had went to the pups after hearing them cry, he sighed softly as he laid with them keeping them company, wondering wherre mavy was:

Name: Jet | Location: Insurgent camp |Mentions: noone
:Jet was still dragging himself around looking about before yelping as a dart hit his leg, and he was sedated before beign taken away a bit later, and poof gone:

Name: Froot Loops (Loops) | Location: border | Mentions: ferrer
:he huffed aand smirked and brought outhis stash of herbs setting them on the branch he sat on, to taunt her, and maybe hope for a trade:

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Name: Mariah | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Aramis, Isa, Raymond
Mariah wrinkled her nose as she followed Raymond after she dashed through the bushes, noting that there was the scent of death on the air. I hope everyone's alright.. She quickened her pace to catch up to Raymond, but failed to do so before she was noticed by Isa. Oh. They were hunting. Perhaps they need help dragging their catch back to camp. "Good evening Isa, Aramis, Raymond. Do you need any help?" She stepped forward out of the bushes, just barely visible over the tall grass.
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