Name: Mavy |Location: Abolition camp| Mentions: Dyse, Slip, Ferrer
:she licked her pups gently and looked to Ferrer:
"thank you...'

Name: Jet | Location: Insurgent camp |Mentions: noone
:he nosed the egde of camp and pulled hismelf along:

Name: Ranger | Location: abolition camp | Mentions: Tyulen
:he was snoring softly before getting up and carefully leaing to not disturb her and went to hunt:

Name: Slip | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: Dyse, Mavy
:slip whined softly and wiggled finding his mothers belly and latching on, his tail wagging slightly:

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Name: Dyse|Location: Abolition's camp|Mentions: Mavy, Slip

After Dyse finished eating, he rolled onto Slip by accident and began to cry loudly because he could no longer move anymore. He wanted to explore but he couldn't since his brother was in the way.

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Name: Mavy |Location: Abolition camp| Mentions: Ferrer, pups
:Mavy chuckled softly at her pups and softly thanked Ferrer again before softly grabbing Dyre in her jaws and putting him infront of her as she licked him all over:

Name: Slip | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: Dyre and Mavy
:slip squealed loudly as he felt his brother, he was hungry and not done eating. he didnt liek interruptions at meal time:

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Quillion
Shadow followed Quillion quietly, watching him and attempting to read his mood. "You're upset because I interrupted you following Isa orders. Well, that's part of what I want to talk to you about." Shadow starts pacing before him, as much nervousness as they'll show. "i, um.. I want to offer you a new position. Especially with me now having Ryker, we need you more than ever." They feel their cheeks warming at that last statement, and stumble over their words as they continue. "I-I want you to be my... my guard." Their cheeks are flaming now as they continue, almost in a whisper. "You can say no, I just don't feel safe in this pack as much as I used to. I used to believe that Isa would protect me, but... I was attacked in camp last week. I don't know who it was, but I don't feel safe anymore, and I don't want anyone to attack Ryker trying to get to me.... Please, please say you accept... If you need time to think it over that's fine, I need to rest anyways..." They stop before him once more, eyes, ears and tail lowered in anticipation of his response.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Camp
Mentions: Isa, Jet, Fang, Quillon, and Shadow

Finally Aramis stirred, intending on actually getting to her duties before Isa could take too much notice, but it seemed like she was too late, an ear pricking at the sound of paw steps coming near. Aramis fixed her gaze on her mother just as she called out her name, wincing inwardly at the expression on the others features. Tensing under her mother and leader's gaze, dipping her head in a respectful manner as Isa continued. "I must be cursed today. Quillon is late, and now you as well? Did you conspire against me?" Considering the sharp and tempered tone that laced Isa's words, it was no surprise that Aramis completely missed the fact the last part of her sentence was a joke— something she didn't know Isa was capable of— floppy ears folding back towards her skull. A look similar to surprise falling upon her features, and intelligent gaze lingering on Isa's face momentarily, before she looked away.
"Nothing of the sort, Isa—" Her words came out in an slightly apologetic tone, Ara cutting herself off in case Isa went to speak again, which it looked like she was. If one didn't take into account how similar their features were, they wouldn't catch on to the fact that Isa and Ara were mother and daughter, let alone related. Especially because Aramis always addressed her as 'Isa', not 'mom' or 'mother.' She interacted with her in such a methodical fashion, nothing warm or familial at all. "If this becomes a habit-" A pause. "No. It won't become a habit. This is your first and last warning. Make yourself useful and see to it that your brother eats, It would break my heart to see him starve." Ara's gaze narrowed slightly at the sarcasm tinging Isa's last few words, the remark directed at her kin sparking irritation to tug at her chest. Said irritation only let it show in the subtlest twitch of an ear, though, Aramis's tone unchallenging as she watched Isa stalk away closely.

"Of course, I'll see to it, Isa. Just seems to be a slow day today; I wouldn't dare let Insurgent go hungry." She spoke coolly, giving the smallest reminder of her devotion to Insurgent, head low as she turned away, long legs carrying her towards Jet. Her gaze softened slightly at him, letting out a small, reassuring huff.
"I'll try to catch something extra for you while I'm out." She promised, tail brushing against his flank for only a heartbeat before she turned away from him also. Recalling Quillon, Shadow, and Fang together earlier, the damsel started where she last saw them quickly. They must not have gone far, and she was correct, the three of them coming into eyesight not long after. Catching up to them, she fell beside Fang, matching her pace with his. She dipped her head in greeting to the other scout. "Morning, Fang. You mind me tagging along?" She inquired, eyes flitting over to her brother and Shadow as they wondered off, Ara watching hem curiously for a few heartbeats.

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Kits'a|Insurgent Scout|Mentions: Isa, Aramis, Shadow

Kits'a stretched, yawning as she padded out from under the alcove she had found in camp, the sun already preparing to beat down on the pack's back. Blearily blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she could see the pack mingling, and Aramis talking to Isa.

Glancing over at a familiar midnight figure, she turned her head away, ignoring the pang that her heart gave out.

Taking a brief moment to dip her head to the leader and her fellow scout, she trotted out of the camp, wishing to attend to her duties so that she might not have as much work to do later. Which perhaps was wishful thinking, but as the voices of camp blended into the background, Kits'a found herself relaxing, the sound of the dry wind blowing through her fur, carrying along scents of wild boars.

Letting her mind wander down a familiar path, she slowed down as she started to near the edges of Insurgent territory, the faint howling of wolves reaching her ears, perhaps mourning a lost packmate, or the untimely death of a pup. As the snuffling of a boar grew louder, she snapped out of the daydream, crouching down, trying to blend in as much as she could in the golden sun.

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Ryker, Aramis, Quillion
"Quillion, if you want, I can deal with Isa. Or at least be there to support you." Shadow is following Quillion as he goes to greet his sister, nodding to her in greeting. "I don't want you to have to deal with her alone." They frown as their gaze unwillingly moves to his ruined eye. "I won't let something like that happen to you again."

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Name: Jet | Location: Insurgent camp |Mentions: noone
:Jet crawled back into camp, really wanting his body to stop aching, in the dead of winter it gets really really bad. he laid in the sun his eyes closed:

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Name: Dyse|Location: Abolition's camp|Mentions: Mavy, Slip

Dyse cuddled up next to his mom's front legs, eventually falling asleep as he stuck his tongue whilst he slept. His tail wagging slowly as he slept about chasing his brother around in a dream where they were full-grown dogs.

Name: Ryker|Location: Insurgent's camp|Mentions: Shadow, Fang, Amaris, Quillon, Isa

She had just walked out of the den and was heading towards the camp exit again, humming a tune as she wagged her tail excitedly. She began to pick up the pace a tad bit, eyeing the exist like her life demanded that she leave the camp to go find Saint so she could mess around with the older dog.

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Name: Fang | Location: Insurgent's Camp | Mentions: Aramis

"Oh...yeah, sure." He replied blankly, passing by swiftly. Ears twitching as he did so, it was no use procrastinating. He went through the entrance of the camp, wind swiveling through his fur. Scents passed by as he walked, of...a loner? Tch, another loner who thinks they can get a chunk of their own territory.


//sorry for the half-assed post lol

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Name: Mavy |Location: Abolition camp| Mentions: pups
:she smiled and softly curled around her pups, closing her eyes to rest:

Name: Slip | Location: Abolition Camp | Mentions: mother and brother
:slip moved to his brother and curled up by them to sleep:

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Name: Saint | Location: Insurgent territory outskirts |Mentions: N/A

Finally, after plenty of tearing and prying, the Dane tore open her juicy prize. Well. 'Juicy' was not the right word for it. It was a large package of beef jerky, left long, long ago. Thankfully that sort of thing didn't go bad. And so, with all the rampant hunger of a huge dog such as herself, she gobbled down every single bit she could pry from it. For only a moment or so did she decide to sit and relax on the cold concrete of the building, before hauling herself up. Managing to jump out one of the first-floor windows with ease, she decided to continue her prowl for food and goods, careful to walk the border between Insurgent territory and unclaimed lands.

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Name: Ryker|Location: Insurgent's camp|Mentions: Saint, Isa

Ryker noticed Saint yet again, she ran over to the great dane mix and sat down at Saint's feet with her tail wagging. She tilted her head cutely before speaking, "Whatcha doin' here giant?" she asked with a small smile as she tried her best to not cuddle up with her new 'friend'. "Are you here to join my pack? Isa might be nice to you depending on how you act, she really likes me though!" she giggled.

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