~Run With The Pack~ A Wolf Roleplay

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Jisrun sighed. Stupid...you'd think they were still pups! "You won't get far unless you get those cuts treated. At least let our healer give you some herbs before you stomp off...or should I say limp off?" Jisrun's eyes softened. "Trust me...you should never ignore help if you are truly going to be loners. Every bit helps.I know...I was one once."
"Ok, Right behind you." Her white and golden dapple fur was blowing her scent towards the Stonepack densite and she got nervous but she loved the wind. She stopped, sat down and enjoyed the sweet afternoon breeze blowing her fur as she grinned. Eyes closed and she had flashbacks when she was back in PinePack.
 
Jisrun lead them along in silence. But curiosity finally made him ask, "So what makes two young wolves in the prime of life leave their pack? Restless spirits, perhaps? Controlling parents?"
 
Jisrun lead them along in silence. But curiosity finally made him ask, "So what makes two young wolves in the prime of life leave their pack? Restless spirits, perhaps? Controlling parents?"
Aella opened her eyes. "My father never really cared for me cause he was to busy greving from my mothers death when I was first born. And I left cause a wolf joined my pack and the Alpha sent my out for disrespect. I didn't trust the wolf so I was protecting my pack. Kludd came to protect me cause of my wounds." She got up and followed him.
 
Jisrun nodded. "Not a good position. But you did what I would have done...tell me. What did the wolf look like? The one you said joined you pack that you didn't like?"
((gtg...I'll be one tomorrow morning!)
 
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Jisrun shook his head warily. "No." but he only knew one who could fit that description. A cunning loner...powerful and greedy. He had heard of this ones doings but never meet him...he hoped he never would. It boded ill to the pack who listened to his soft sweet words. Scar drifted like a shadow, bringing bad tidings and horrible things in his wake. There could be nothing pinned directly to him...but in Jisrun's mind, there was no question that the white wolf was an omen of evil.

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Hallie followed, glancing over her shoulder every now and then to make sure she wasn't followed. Her father was overprotective and would think nothing good of Hallie and Mason's plans on "exploring". Hallie had obviously changed for the better, but she had hung onto most of her curious side.
"Let's go west," she murmured, pointing in the said direction with her muzzle.
"Sounds good!" He ran right by her side and his ears started to flick. He didn't like her... Her loved her.
Hallie held her nose to the wind as they neared a border, though she wasn't sure what that border was.
 
 
 
 
Cody flattened his ears when he heard Fyra's voice. He knew he shouldn't, but a part of him resented Fyra; he felt as though she was trying to replace Willow, even though he knew perfectly well she wasn't. He picked up his pace and trotted further into the forest. "Go away."

( Fyra: *evil laughter*. )


Fyra's ears pinned, too, but she didn't regret their action one bit. She had a good idea of why Cody was stand-offish towards her, and wanted to clear up that she'd rather kill herself than try to replace Willow. If anything, trying to do so would result in a not-so-happy afterlife in Lupinepack; Willow'd surely be chasing her all the time.

"I'm not trying to replace her," she muttered gruffly.




Cody wheeled around to face her. "Why are you always following me around?"

"'Cause you need a friend, that's why." Fyra's sentence had taken on a rather snippy edge, but it had gradually disappeared and formed into a compassionate statement.



A part of Cody felt touched by Fyra's kindness; but he was still grieving over Willow's death, and he needed space. "Who are you to decide what I need?"
Fyra's paws began to tingle with the urge to leap at Cody and tear his face off, but she silently told herself to contain her fury. He was grieving, after all. Her and Echo had been almost obsolete after the horrible incident that had take away their parents... Echo. The name hit the bottom of her stomach like a thousand tons of bricks. She'd likely never see her sister again. Though siblings were annoying, they were siblings.

Fyra sucked in a breath and blew it out, stepping into view of Cody. "Listen. I know you're grieving. I am too; after all, she was my best friend. Have you forgotten that? I'm guessing so-" she paused, "-no wonder why you're acting like you're the only one in the world."
 
 
 
 

"Oh, Garron...it's you! I...i though...you were Scar...." she panted, as her legs buckled. She hadn't realized how tired she was. The tears she had been holding is so long burst out, and she turned her face away from Garron in shame.



Poppy whined at the loss of her beetle. She didn't hear much of what her mom had said...something about Darkpack and cliffs and hurting....it sounded boring. She snaked a paw out to try and get her bug back.



Poppy hooked the other part of her beetle and slowly pulled it back towards her, her mothers words floating in one ear and out the other.




"Piper..." Garron gently nuzzled her.


Faedon's eyes scanned the densite, and she counted each of her pups in her mind. Maple, Poppy, Kado, Russet, Ginger... where's Linden? Faedon sniffed the ground for a trace of Linden's scent. Her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits when she found that not only did it trail into the forest... It mingled with Wren's, as well. Faedon was in a particularly bad mood, and she was ready to rip Wren to pieces. "Phoenix, Girvan, can either of you watch my pups?" Faedon didn't even wait for a reply. Her muzzle twisted in a vicious snarl, and she sprinted into the woods after Wren and Linden.

( Wren: *Joins in on evil laughter*

Linden: *Throws tiny head back in a puppy cackle* )


Wren and Linden were rather far off by now, as Wren had grown tired of constantly waiting for Linden and had finally picked the pup up by the scruff and quickened her pace to a sprint. They were heading towards PinePack borders, though they weren't at all sure of where they'd be in the end.



Faedon was following them, hiding in the cover of the spruce trees. Her blood was boiling and fury burned beneath her pelt, but she managed to keep her cool long enough to get ahead of them. She leaped right in front of them, and growled, "You got any reason you're taking my pup away, Wren?" She spat her sister's name as though she was some kind of vile creature.
"Just a little adventure," Wren declared, her muzzle twisting into a sneer. "Don't believe me? Ask the pup."

Linden spoke when Wren set her down on the pine needle covered ground - actually, it was more like a squeal: "Awenturrre!"
 
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