GLOWING EYES..... *****Awesome wolf RP!*****

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LittleBigBantam said:
(Okay, and I just wanna make sure that everyone is on board with me about something. Wolf packs are run by cruelty and ranks.. and Owl and Marsh like to reinforce that... is there anyone that has an issue with how I'm roleplaying?)
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(U can rp anyway you want. Your character can be as cruel as u want. Wolf packs are generally strict, and yes that's kinda how they work, but different alphas may govern differently. Even if I don't agree with your characters perspective they have a right to their opinion and u have a right to play them as u see fit)
 
(@Starburst, u have my permission if I'm not back on next time u and @LittleBigBantam are on after today, to rp out the rest of this scene with us tracking the kits and mention my character and act out the scene if u guys see fit to do and it doesn't make sense to suspend the storyline further, otherwise I'll prob be on sometime in the next couple days. Bye!)
 
Iora felt better so she stood and left her new den, she set off to go find some deer so long as it isn’t on pack territory after yesterday she thought. As she neared the herd of small deer Iora went into crouching position and launched herself ripping into the deers neck . The deer crumpled to the ground and lay there dead, she grabbed it by its leg and dragged it back towards camp
 
Breeze yawned. The kits....where were the kits? She stood up. She heard a squeal. The kits peeked out from behind a rock in her den. “There you are.” The largest kit, a dark red male, scampered towards her. He was bold and inquisitive. “I think I’ll call you Russet.”
His more cautious sisters followed him. The little white one, as Breeze saw her in the daylight, had silvery gray mixed in, tipping her guard hairs. “I’ll call you Pearl.” It suited her quiet, sweet demeanor. The kit yipped at her name. “Oh, shush. You don’t know your name yet! You’re just being a weirdo.”
The last kit, the pale red-gold, with the weird white splotch under her left eye, was very scared. She was darn cute though. Breeze nuzzled her. “It’s ok. I’ll call you...Amber.”
 
Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
Iora felt better so she stood and left her new den, she set off to go find some deer so long as it isn’t on pack territory after yesterday she thought. As she neared the herd of small deer Iora went into crouching position and launched herself ripping into the deers neck . The deer crumpled to the ground and lay there dead, she grabbed it by its leg and dragged it back towards camp
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Blizzard stood up. I need to find Iora, he thought and started trotting into the woods, heading towards the old den he and Iora had dug
 
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