| | Rogue stopped howling, and listened for sound. *I'll just have to wait...* He thought.
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Timberghost was stalking through the forest when he heard a howl. *What the-is that Rogue?* He thought. He turned towards the direction of the sound and began running. |
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| | As ghostpepper walked he smelled blood fresh blood, her followed the smell to see if it led him to food but when he pushed through some bushes he saw a white wolf with silver eyes look at him. He ran to her and said if I get you out will you not harm me? |
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| | Icicle wandered through the forest, her steady gaze eying the wooden huts. As she lifted her head to howl, a sharp pain shot through her leg, making her collapse. She tried to run but was held back by a tooth-like object. She sniffed it; the sharp tang of blood filled her nose as she sniffed the trap. She howled for help, but no one answered. |
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| | SilentBoa stalked on, her new friend still wrapped around her neck. *I need a name for the snake too.* What would you like to be called? She looked down at the snake, which just hissed softly and flicked its forked tongue. Hmmm. Maybe Cobra Lily? The snake didnt seem to care. Okay. I guess thats your name n- a loud howl cut her off. Rogue was howling Im over here! *Good job. Attract /all/ the attention! |
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| | Pupps herd a howl Im over here! She opened her eyes and saw the rain stopped she sniffed the air but smelled nothing but wet land maybe it was my imagination she thought and got up and started to walk so more |
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| | Rogue kept walking, following Timberghost's scent. *I'm getting close. I smell Arrow too!* His tail started wagging even more. He knew it was safer to do so on his pack's territory, so he threw back his head and howled. "I'm over here!"
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| | Pupps walked through the night woods before it started to rain. She looked up and put her ears back in frustration seriously she said with growl then she ran to a fallen tree. She sighed looks like I have to stay here until the stupid rain stops and curled up and watched the rain. Then she smiled and thought this isnt that bad then she drifted in a deep sleep |
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| | Silver Maple continued following Rogue silently, still wondering about a better name. *It should be something that represents my talents. I /can/ be pretty silent when I want to.* Just then she heard a hiss. Turning, she spotted a snake in a bush looking at her. It did not look happy. *Its small, but fierce. Oh! Maybe SilentSnake? No. What are some types of snakes? Vipers, but SilentViper doesnt quite sound right. Not Cobra either. But maybe Boa. SilentBoa sounds good.* She looked at the little snake. Hello. My name is SilentBoa. Im just like you. She waited. Then the snake recoiled and leapt at her. She froze, but instead of biting her it wrapped loosely around her neck, and stayed there. Huh. Guess youre coming with me now. |
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| | Rogue sniffed around the area, searching for the scents of any of his pack members. *Looks like Timberghost marked this spot.* He thought, sniffing at a tree. *Hmm...it was not long ago. I'll follow his scent.* |
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| | As Silver Maple tracked Rogue, she came upon the scent markers of a Pack's territory. *Must be Moonscape. * She guessed. The silver wolf padded on silently. She reached a small stream and found a muddy patch to roll in. *This should hide my scent from any wolves looking to find the wolves following them! * She thought, feeling kind of smug. |
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| | Rogue continued to make his way towards the border, not looking back but this time keeping his ears alert for sounds. *Barking last time could've gotten me killed. I'm not taking my chances again.* He tested the air for scents again-and-"Yes!" He was in his pack's territory. *Now I just need to find our den.* He thought. |
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| | Silver Maple waited until he was well out of sight before turning and following extra slowly behind him. *Maybe if I stay farther away things will go more smoothly. . .* She thought to herself, as she moved silently across the forest floor. *Once I join this pack, I should change my name. I dont want to be anything like the Redwood Pack. I want to be different. So I need a name that those wolves wouldnt have.* |
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| | Rogue stood up and turned towards the direction he was heading in. "Our border is close, so I'll keep going in that direction until I reach it." He dipped his head to Silver Maple. And with that, Rogue started on his way again. |
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| | Well. . . I guess I should be going back to my den. . . Silver Maple stood and shook herself, before turning and walking away in the direction of her den, waiting for Rogue to leave. |
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| | (Silver Maple and Rogue its just you know what are you going to do?) |
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| | Cocoa paused at the edge of the clearing, tail flicking nervously as her blue eyes lingered on the path Marble had taken. She gave a small, almost imperceptible shake of her head, as if to convince herself she should turn away. I should leave
she thought, every instinct urging caution. Hes from another pack, and this isnt my fight. But her paws betrayed her, moving of their own accord. Step by careful step, she followed, weaving through the underbrush with the same silent grace she had used in the treetops. The rustle of leaves underfoot was soft, almost swallowed by the forest, yet every nerve in her body hummed with awareness. She caught glimpses of him through the treesa flash of silver fur, the precise way he moved, alert yet relaxed. Something about him pulled at her curiosity, a spark that she couldnt ignore.
see where hes going, she told herself. Thats all. The forest opened into a small, sun-dappled glade, and Cocoa froze, ears lifting sharply. Marble had stopped, and beside him
a small shape moved, fumbling clumsily over the mossy ground. A pup. Her tail twitched involuntarily, and her wide black muzzle lifted in surprise. Her eyes softened as she watched the tiny wolf stumble toward Marble, who lowered his head, nuzzling the pup with careful patience. The confidence and control she admired moments ago now blended with warmth, a tenderness she hadnt expected to see. Cocoa shifted slightly, unsure whether to announce herselfor to quietly observe this new, unexpected side of him. He
has a pup, she thought, a mix of admiration and a flicker of awkwardness in her chest. I didnt expect that. For a long moment, she watched, hidden among the ferns at the edge of the glade, weighing her next step. Follow him further? Introduce herself now? Or retreat, leaving the silver wolf and his pup undisturbed? Cocoas blue eyes lingered on Marble, her curiosity stronger than ever, but now tangled with something new: respect and a quiet, unspoken fa |
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| | Marbles dark gaze swept over the small group, lingering for a moment on each wolf before settling on the fading outline of Speckle. The Betas tail gave a slow flick, betraying his unease.
Seems everyones got somewhere else theyd rather be, he muttered, voice low but not unkind. Cant say I blame them.
He rose to his paws, silver fur catching a shard of sunlight through the trees. I should be heading back toogot duties waiting, and Im not much use standing around out here.
With a final glance toward Rogue, Cocoa, and Silver Maple, he dipped his head respectfully. Stay safe, all of you.
Then, without another word, he turned and padded off into the trees, his pawsteps fading into the hush of the forest until only the whisper of leaves marked where hed gone. |
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| | Rogue watched Speckle go. *Well...okay.* He thought, a bit stunned by her sudden leave. Rogue down at his paws, still unsure. "So...I suppose I should go now? Back to my pack...?" He began to stand. |
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| | Speckle watches each wolf suspiciously for a moment before huffing. "Don't come any closer to our land and lower your voices. That's all I came to say." She dips her head before turning back to the forest and walking away. She would stay nearby just to make sure they didn't come any closer, but she wouldn't interfere otherwise. |
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| | *So, her name is Silver Maple.* Rogue thought, happy to finally know the wolf's name. *I wonder, though, why haven't these other wolves left?* Rogue wanted to ask but thought that might sound hostile. "..." He stayed silent, waiting for the other wolves to say something. |
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