Paws & Claws ~A Wolf RP~

[Mary Poopins Love]

Skye raised her paw.

"Alright. Skye, you surrund from the left. Helen on right. I'll stay here."

 

[Shabby Chic-Hens]

"Alright. Skye, you surround from the left. Helen on right. I'll stay here."

Helen obeyed, quietly creeping up.

 

[Mary Poopins Love]

"Maybe I should try that sometime," Priscilla said. She twisted her paws through the sand, forming small holes.

"You should. Feel free to join me any time."

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

"You should. Feel free to join me any time."

Priscilla stopped twisting her paws. "Is now a good time?" she asked.

 

[Mary Poopins Love]

Priscilla stopped twisting her paws. "Is now a good time?" she asked.

"Now is a perfect time. Wanna walk along the beach?"

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

"Now is a perfect time. Wanna walk along the beach?"

"Sure," Priscilla stood up.

 

[Mary Poopins Love]

"Sure," Priscilla stood up.

Adolpha stood up and trotted onto the wet sand. She slowed so Priscilla could come along side her. She looked at the sand and saw hundreds of crushed shells and sand dollars. "I wish I could be a loner wolf sometimes. It seems like it'd be such a thrill."

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Adolpha stood up and trotted onto the wet sand. She slowed so Priscilla could come along side her. She looked at the sand and saw hundreds of crushed shells and sand dollars. "I wish I could be a loner wolf sometimes. It seems like it'd be such a thrill."

Priscilla followed. When she saw the crushed shells, she started watching her step. "A Loner wolf?" she asked as she took a cautious step. "Why? Don't they starve?"

 

[Mary Poopins Love]

Priscilla followed. When she saw the crushed shells, she started watching her step. "A Loner wolf?" she asked as she took a cautious step. "Why? Don't they starve?"

"They don't starve unless they're sick. There's plenty of small game. I don't know why it seems so exciting. I just like being alone a lot. Sometimes I just want to do what I want, to run free without anyone bothering me."

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

"They don't starve unless they're sick. There's plenty of small game. I don't know why it seems so exciting. I just like being alone a lot. Sometimes I just want to do what I want, to run free without anyone bothering me."

"Oh," Priscilla said. "I thought they starved. The one time I saw one, it looked terrible." She paused as if to think about something. "You're an Alpha. That's the top of all wolves. Why would you want to be away from that? And what about your mate?"