You'll have to ask Icemoons but for me it's no problem :)

I agree, if Icemoons says so, I am all in.

Winter briskly trot away. She always thought of Damon as her son, even though she has no pups of her own yet. But if she ever had some, she did not what them to catch the sickness.

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"Damon, are you alright? I brought you some herbs and a rabbit." Winter cooed.

"Yes, I will be fine*Cough* I am hungry though." Damon said. He did not look good. His nose was dry and he could barly move. Winter wished she knew how to treat it so it went away before the full moon.

"If you ever need you I am only a woof away." Winter said before walking away.

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Winter had a hollow, far from the other wolves. She tended to go there when she was grieving. Lately, that was a lot. She let out a long mournful howl. Putting in it all her grief and all her sorrow. After letting out her sadness, she felt better. She needed that. Very slowly she turned and headed back to camp.

Zinyan was walking to the top of the mountain when someone or something hopped on him from behind... He got a hit and fainted... He wakes up laying on the mountain road. He tries to stand up but can't.. He notices he's bleeding really badly from his right front leg. He lets out a long beatiful howl to try to get Winters attention down from the camp. He tries again but this time more like he's really in danger. Then he notices some weird markings on the way. Looks like... "Humans".... Then he faints again

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Have to leave it here for today as it's late night here. See you tomorrow! :)

Leo

Please do not RP my wolf

Sorry! I lived too much into it XD Will edit the post

It's okay

On the way back, Winter hear a howl. It is familiar. But she can't place it. It sound like it is calling for help!

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Winter turns and gallops full power towards the howl. The gears start to turn in her brain. It is Zinyan's howl. Winter pushes herself faster than she has ever run before. No one can hurt him, no one can hurt him repeates her brain. Faster, faster.

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She arrives to find him passed out cold. He's bleeding. Winter begins to panic. She want to get help but her instincts tell her to not leave his side. She makes up her mind and hurries in to the forest and coming back with long leaves. she clumsily ties them around his paw. Winter nudges hs side.

"Zinyan, ZINYAN!" she yells, tears in her eyes. He will wake up. He has to wake up.

(Apologies, entirely missed that we had started!)
Juniper awoke with a start, sunlight filtering mischievously into her squinting eyes as she hopped up from where she had laid to sleep, the howl that shook her awake fading in the air. Usually one to wake early in the mornings, she was hit with lethargy as she padded away from the small den, raising her face to the sky to scent the air before glancing around.

The camp was busy, as it often was at such a time of day. She still failed to shake the wrongness of waking up late- it simply wasn't like her- so she carefully side-stepped and weaved through the camp, giving a wide berth to those who seemed sick. As a hunter, Juniper knew how crucial it would be to remain healthy, and frankly she'd hate to lose her self-reliance to a disease.
Juniper's paws followed the pawsteps she'd taken many times out and away from the camp, and while remaining within a shout's-distance from the camp Juniper slowed to a leisure walk.

The forest was alight with action, the calls of birds and rodents alike echoing against the terrain. It took Juniper very little time to come across a deer track, and with a new goal in mind she set off.

Zinyan tries to make some sounds indicating he's still alive. He tries to mumble: "Help me! You need to find Juniper. She said to me yesterday she would go hunting in the forest. Then you two can lift me back to the camp so i can recover as quick as possiple. I need to recover as quick as possiple so i can help Juniper with the hunt. Quick!" Then he faints of tireness