~Run With The Pack~ A Wolf Roleplay

[iluvorpingtons]

(Can one of the packs retreat now?)

 

[OwlLover]

(( Let's just say that the battle is over now, and that Darkpack retreated. ))

 

[MsChickenMomma]

(I think an Alpha from each pack was supposed to fight.

Could be wrong tho)

 

[OwlLover]

(I think an Alpha from each pack was supposed to fight. :/  Could be wrong tho)

(( We're just gonna do that in the next Stone vs Dark battle. This one's gone on long enough. ))

 

[MsChickenMomma]

(( We're just gonna do that in the next Stone vs Dark battle. This one's gone on long enough. ))

(okie dokie!)

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Ebony padded to his den in the Darkpack densite, limping from his wounds. His black fur had a red hue, sprayed with his own and his enemy's blood.

Killian stumbled to his den, favoring a crushed paw. The pain in his eyes was clear, and he made it known by snapping at any wolf who got within two feet of his space.

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Sierra helped Ash clean his wounds in areas the poor old wolf couldn't reach. After his adrenaline dropped, the black he-wolf seemed to have aged years. His eyes were glazed over from exhaustion, and he couldn't walk. Sierra helped him get comfortable in the small omega den, then limped out to see how Stonepack was faring.

Mari had recieved many gashes, bruises and cuts during the fight, and like all the other wolves, had lost a lot of blood. She carried pieces of a rabbit to her packmates who were very badly injured.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Phoenix blinked back blood from an injury right above his eye that hadn't yet stoped bleeding. He nosed Faedon in a comforting gesture.

 

[MsChickenMomma]

Klash made it back to the Darkpack den, but barely. He dropped down to the ground in exhaustion. He began to clean his wounds. His right ear was really tore up, and his shoulder bone was visible through a deep wound, but the rest of his wounds were just scratches. He was starting to feel dizzy from loss of blood.

 

[OwlLover]

Faedon's emerald green eyes still burned with the strength of the deadliest fire. Her grayish-red and white fur was slick against her pelt with blood. Countless slashes, cuts, and nicks peppered her pelt, but her eyes still burned with defiance. "Run, Darkmutts!" Faedon jeered after the fleeing forms. She was still oblivious to the deaths of Quartz, Nebrivo, Poppy, and Willow... But she would find out soon.

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Faedon's emerald green eyes still burned with the strength of the deadliest fire. Her grayish-red and white fur was slick against her pelt with blood. Countless slashes, cuts, and nicks peppered her pelt, but her eyes still burned with defiance. "Run, Darkmutts!" Faedon jeered after the fleeing forms. She was still oblivious to the deaths of Quartz, Nebrivo, Poppy, and Willow... But she would find out soon.

Phoenix also watched the wolves run, but he was too exhausted to call out anything. His tail hung limp on the ground.