~Run With The Pack~ A Wolf Roleplay

[OwlLover]

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Phoenix trotted into the Stonepack den site with a large rabbit hanging from his jowls. "Faedon?" he called, stepping up to the mouth of their den. 

Faedon was curled up in her nest. She raised her head, her movements sluggish from weakness, when Phoenix came in. "Hi, Phoenix," she murmured a greeting to him. As of late, Faedon had been ill; she couldn't run like she used to without nearly fainting, and she couldn't eat without having it come right back up seconds later. The pack was growing increasingly concerned about her, especially after the battle, when the risk of infection from wounds was especially likely.

Phoenix came in, clearly worried, as his eyes had lost their excited, energetic glow. He nosed her gently, and set the rabbit down away from her. He didn't want to tempt her to eat, since it never did stay down. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his ears drooping. 

"Sick," she sighed. She felt guilty; while the rest of the pack was out hunting and refreshing the borders, she was sitting in her den all day. She flinched as a searing pain shot through her abdomen for about the millionth time that day. "Today is the worst it's been, though," she admitted. Her voice was quieted.

Phoenix's eyes were cloudy with severe worry. "Faedon... you don't think you'll.." he cut himself off and started again. "You don't think it's serious... do you?"

Faedon's usually bright, alert pine green eyes were now dullened. She heaved a sigh, and rested her head on her white paws. "I don't know, Phoenix." That statement alone spoke volumes of Faedon's condition; she was usually fiery and stubborn, and by her tone, it seemed as though she was almost relenting to her illness. One thing was clear; she was in much, much more pain than she dared to show.

Phoenix felt his heart lurch. He pressed his nose, cold from the chilly evening air, into her neck fur. Then he laid down beside her to share his warmth, and rested his head on his paws. He stared at the wall of the den, and felt his heart beat quicken as terrifying thoughts ran through his mind like a wildfire. [/quote]


The sun sank below the horizon, and night fell over the taiga. The night sky was like a silky blanket covering the taiga and the mountains, seemingly reaching for the stars themselves. The night was calm, yet tension gripped the air, growing tighter and tighter with each second until it seemed hard to breathe. Faedon had fallen asleep, but she was just a little too...still. Her breaths were short and ragged, and just barely enough for her to get air. Along with this, there was an increasing feeling of dread falling upon the densite; it seemed as though something life-alterig would happen tonight. Judging by Faedon's condition, it wasn't hard for many to jump to the conclusion that she would run among the stars tonight.[/quote]
Phoenix stayed awake all night, looking into the sleeping face of his mate, and uttered small whines of concern. He leaned close against her, squeezing his eyes shut and saying a tiny prayer. 
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When the moon was highest in the sky, Faedon began to stir. A muffled whimper escaped her muzzle, and a spasm visibly rippled down her abdomen.

 

[SilverDragon]

(what do you want me to rp for Fern?))

 

[SilkiesForEver]

Quote: Phoenix came in, clearly worried, as his eyes had lost their excited, energetic glow. He nosed her gently, and set the rabbit down away from her. He didn't want to tempt her to eat, since it never did stay down. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his ears drooping.




"Sick," she sighed. She felt guilty; while the rest of the pack was out hunting and refreshing the borders, she was sitting in her den all day. She flinched as a searing pain shot through her abdomen for about the millionth time that day. "Today is the worst it's been, though," she admitted. Her voice was quieted. Phoenix's eyes were cloudy with severe worry. "Faedon... you don't think you'll.." he cut himself off and started again. "You don't think it's serious... do you?"


Faedon's usually bright, alert pine green eyes were now dullened. She heaved a sigh, and rested her head on her white paws. "I don't know, Phoenix." That statement alone spoke volumes of Faedon's condition; she was usually fiery and stubborn, and by her tone, it seemed as though she was almost relenting to her illness. One thing was clear; she was in much, much more pain than she dared to show. Phoenix felt his heart lurch. He pressed his nose, cold from the chilly evening air, into her neck fur. Then he laid down beside her to share his warmth, and rested his head on his paws. He stared at the wall of the den, and felt his heart beat quicken as terrifying thoughts ran through his mind like a wildfire.

The sun sank below the horizon, and night fell over the taiga. The night sky was like a silky blanket covering the taiga and the mountains, seemingly reaching for the stars themselves. The night was calm, yet tension gripped the air, growing tighter and tighter with each second until it seemed hard to breathe. Faedon had fallen asleep, but she was just a little too...still. Her breaths were short and ragged, and just barely enough for her to get air. Along with this, there was an increasing feeling of dread falling upon the densite; it seemed as though something life-alterig would happen tonight. Judging by Faedon's condition, it wasn't hard for many to jump to the conclusion that she would run among the stars tonight. Phoenix stayed awake all night, looking into the sleeping face of his mate, and uttered small whines of concern. He leaned close against her, squeezing his eyes shut and saying a tiny prayer.
When the moon was highest in the sky, Faedon began to stir. A muffled whimper escaped her muzzle, and a spasm visibly rippled down her abdomen.
Phoenix shot to his paws, and let out a strangled yelp. He nosed Faedon, and then raced from the den to Senkah. "Senkah!" he howled.

 

[OwlLover]

(( Just in the den ))

Stone was out hunting for his mate and his new pups. It seemed strange to be hunting at this hour, but Stone had always loved it.

Akira ran her tongue over her nose. If Nighta stole a pup from here before, she thought as a growl rumbled in her chest, I can, too. She stepped out of the shadows, and appeared in Emeraldpack's densite...

 

[SilverDragon]

Fern lay half asleep in her cozy den, her two pups snuggled up close to her warm body. She reached down and nuzzled them closer, smiling. They were her first pups...and they were beautiful. She sighed and waited for Stone to return.

 

[OwlLover]

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Phoenix trotted into the Stonepack den site with a large rabbit hanging from his jowls. "Faedon?" he called, stepping up to the mouth of their den. 

Faedon was curled up in her nest. She raised her head, her movements sluggish from weakness, when Phoenix came in. "Hi, Phoenix," she murmured a greeting to him. As of late, Faedon had been ill; she couldn't run like she used to without nearly fainting, and she couldn't eat without having it come right back up seconds later. The pack was growing increasingly concerned about her, especially after the battle, when the risk of infection from wounds was especially likely.

Phoenix came in, clearly worried, as his eyes had lost their excited, energetic glow. He nosed her gently, and set the rabbit down away from her. He didn't want to tempt her to eat, since it never did stay down. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his ears drooping. 

"Sick," she sighed. She felt guilty; while the rest of the pack was out hunting and refreshing the borders, she was sitting in her den all day. She flinched as a searing pain shot through her abdomen for about the millionth time that day. "Today is the worst it's been, though," she admitted. Her voice was quieted.

Phoenix's eyes were cloudy with severe worry. "Faedon... you don't think you'll.." he cut himself off and started again. "You don't think it's serious... do you?"

Faedon's usually bright, alert pine green eyes were now dullened. She heaved a sigh, and rested her head on her white paws. "I don't know, Phoenix." That statement alone spoke volumes of Faedon's condition; she was usually fiery and stubborn, and by her tone, it seemed as though she was almost relenting to her illness. One thing was clear; she was in much, much more pain than she dared to show.

Phoenix felt his heart lurch. He pressed his nose, cold from the chilly evening air, into her neck fur. Then he laid down beside her to share his warmth, and rested his head on his paws. He stared at the wall of the den, and felt his heart beat quicken as terrifying thoughts ran through his mind like a wildfire. [/quote]



The sun sank below the horizon, and night fell over the taiga. The night sky was like a silky blanket covering the taiga and the mountains, seemingly reaching for the stars themselves. The night was calm, yet tension gripped the air, growing tighter and tighter with each second until it seemed hard to breathe. Faedon had fallen asleep, but she was just a little too...still. Her breaths were short and ragged, and just barely enough for her to get air. Along with this, there was an increasing feeling of dread falling upon the densite; it seemed as though something life-alterig would happen tonight. Judging by Faedon's condition, it wasn't hard for many to jump to the conclusion that she would run among the stars tonight.[/quote]
Phoenix stayed awake all night, looking into the sleeping face of his mate, and uttered small whines of concern. He leaned close against her, squeezing his eyes shut and saying a tiny prayer. [/quote]


When the moon was highest in the sky, Faedon began to stir. A muffled whimper escaped her muzzle, and a spasm visibly rippled down her abdomen.[/quote]
Phoenix shot to his paws, and let out a strangled yelp. He nosed Faedon, and then raced from the den to Senkah. "Senkah!" he howled. 
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"What, Phoenix?" Senkah was at her paws in seconds. Without even asking him anything further, she sprinted over to her daughter's den. Faedon was clawing at the moss, and by now, it had been shredded. A crowd was forming, and Senkah snarled at them to shoo them away.

 

[Chickenfan4life]

(Hi.. ?)

 

[SilverDragon]

Girvan ran into camp. He had returned that evening with Garnet and shown her where she would sleep, but, unable to do so himself had gone for another walk. The disturbance had made him come back. He rushed up to where a group of wolves surrounded Senka. He couldn't seen much.
"What's wrong? Is someone hurt?" he asked, worry weighing down his voice.

 

[SilverDragon]

Fern lay half asleep in her cozy den, her two pups snuggled up close to her warm body. She reached down and nuzzled them closer, smiling. They were her first pups...and they were beautiful. She sighed and waited for Stone to return.

 

[SilverDragon]

Piper looked him in the eyes and smiled. It felt good to have someone understand. "Thank you. Thank you for siting with me." she looked back down shyly.