He gently licked her cheek, "I wanted to be here. I can't help but worry that I'll miss the birth of my pups..." He softly muttered. He wanted to snap out of this vulnerable state but he was engulfed in love and need. His tail thumped against the stone floor. "Anytime soon you'll pop and I might miss it.." He whined, "But don't worry Sasha is taking care of the patrols." He wagged his tail, he wanted the embrace of his mates gentle and loving lectures.

Wendigo|M|Hunter

Wendigo falls asleep rather quickly he was exausted because he got little sleep and had just ran,he dreamed of being alone in one of the mountain tops after being kicked out of his first pack he wandered aimlessly until a storm started rolling it it came extremely fast, after that suddenly fog began to apear wendigo backed away feeling not alone he barks and growls at the fog(he also barks and growls while he is sleeping) the fog came closer at a rapid pace until it was inches away from him when out of no where something lunges at him he wimpers in terror and in a instant he is in the snow with a gashing hole in his side his vision is slowly fading away... the last thing he sees is the lurker.... after that his dream went dark.

Kodiak | M | Warrior

Kodiak leaves Wendigo and goes over to the Warrior den. He curls up in his favorite spot and waits for tomorrow. He can't stop thinking of what happened at the fog. He worries it had something to do with the lurker. Eventually he falls asleep. And for once in about a month he has no dreams.

Wendigo|M|Hunter

Wendigo wakes up sweating profusely, he jumps up startled by his dream he looks in the den to see if anyone was in there that was awake...still asleep he looks outside and looks at the clouds and where the fog was, he never wanted to do that again after what just happened

He twined his tail tightly around hers as he rested too. His consciousness fell into deep dreaming as light flooded his eyes, he dreamed of a open field with flowers covering everywhere. He could faintly hear the tiny giggles of pups. His mind swirled who was giggling? Suddenly he saw his mate curled around two young pups crawling on her. He desperate wanted to play too, but he was frozen to the ground. "Why can't I move?" He thought oddly, suddenly fear ran down his spine. The sky turned cloudy and dark. "What is happening?" He feared as he froze completely. Looming over his mate and future pups, the Lurker stood. He couldn't move nor speak. He started panicking, "Move hurry! RUN! Please anything!" He tried crying out, not a word sounded from his mouth. Everything went dark, his eyes woke to the comforting sound of his mates gentle breathing. "It was just a nightmare..." He told himself as he whined and curled closer to his mate. He looked out the den. "Time flies quickly... " He thought worriedly, the sun was already setting. "Hopefully they caught food." He sighed as his eyes darted back to Tarril, "Shes safe," He reassured himself. His dream threatened him the more he thought about it.

Azalea headed back into camp after hunting with a few other wolves. She had an eerie feeling but there was no sign of the lurker. At least that they could see. The hunting group managed to take down an eagle and two rabbits. Granted, the rabbits where fairly small, but it was still something at least. She carried the eagle over to the food pile. Hopefully there would be enough food to feed the group until the next hunt. It was worrying that prey was already growing scarce. Perhaps they also felt the danger of the lurker nearby? Either way, they really needed to look into stocking up on food. Maybe she would suggest it to either Sasha or Hades.

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Azalea headed over to the small creek to take a drink. Hunting could be exhausting, but it was always so extremely rewarding. Hopefully the deer herd would be passing by soon. It was always great when the pack took one down. Of course, they tried to target the elderly ones so that the herd would remain large.

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Azalea yawned as she rested on a rock in camp. Maybe she could take this brief moment of calm to rest. It wasn't often that anyone got to do so now days with the constant threats. She rested her head on her paws as she watched the pack go about their evening.

Kodiak | M | Warrior

Kodiak wakes up feeling partialy rested. He gets up and walks out of the Warrior den to wait for other wolves to get up. He watches Azalea drop the eagle they hunted in the food pile. He stood up and walked over to her. " How are you?" He lays down parralell to her but a few inches away watching the other wolves.

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Chira was resting in a sunny patch of rocks. It was her favourite spot to observe the pack. This was also where pups would usually come to find her for some stories. That was one of Chira's favourite things to do. She adored any and all pups. Luckily, this was one of Chira's good days. She could remember most things, only stumbling on a couple of names. These days where slowly growing less common than before. One thing Chira has never forgotten yet is her daughter Sasha. She was so proud of her for making it this far up the pack's ranks. Even when Chira doesn't remember Sasha's name properly, she always recognises her daughter. That was one silver lining.

The setting sun's rays beamed down onto Chira's faded fur. She still had an aura of elegance even with her muzzle greying. As the oldest wolf in the pack, she had seen all of their births and celebrations. This pack was precious to her, and so was her home.