~ Rolling Hills ~ a wolf RP

[Crestcrazy2]

Lieren simply laid down and watched her. His blue eyes half closed. He was happy with his catch for the day.

A cloud of dust filled the forest of zorra spun around, watching the treetops for any birds.

 

[Willowhisp]

A cloud of dust filled the forest of zorra spun around, watching the treetops for any birds.

Lieren sneezed and looked at his now dirty white coat rather diatainfully.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Lieren sneezed and looked at his now dirty white coat rather diatainfully.

Zorra looked at him and started laughing," oops ... Sorry lieren" she said with a Snicker

 

[Willowhisp]

Zorra looked at him and started laughing," oops ... Sorry lieren" she said with a Snicker

Lieren smiled sarcastically at her and stood dramatically. "Well now I have to go wash off," he complained somewhat playfully.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Lieren smiled sarcastically at her and stood dramatically. "Well now I have to go wash off," he complained somewhat playfully.

" Too bad" she smiled sarcastically.

 

[Willowhisp]

" Too bad" she smiled sarcastically.

Lieren laughed and turned toward the stream. He started trotting off and looked back over his shoulder at her as he made his way there.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Lieren laughed and turned toward the stream. He started trotting off and looked back over his shoulder at her as he made his way there.

Zorra raised a black eyebrow,"he was serious?! Its just a lil dirt " she thought thoughtfully
Watching him leave, she tilted her head to the side.

 

[Willowhisp]

Zorra raised a black eyebrow,"he was serious?! Its just a lil dirt " she thought thoughtfully
Watching him leave, she tilted her head to the side.

Lieren saw her confusion when he glanced back and laughed. He was a clean freak when it came to his coat.

 

[Crestcrazy2]

Lieren saw her confusion when he glanced back and laughed. He was a clean freak when it came to his coat.

Zorra shrugged, she headed for the prey pile, dropped of the rabbit and ran back to silver. Along the way she thought about her mate, he had died of illness long ago, but he lived on in her memory. He was a massive black wolf, which made the others in her old pack wonder why he'd choose such a small wolf as his mate. She sighed, missing him more then anything.

 

[Willowhisp]

Brin landed at the prey pile, stumbling a little in his landing. He wasn't thinking clearly today. He hadn't even meant to land in the wolf camp. He looked around and tried to clear his head. Today was the anniversary of his mate and chicks death.