~Run With The Pack~ A Wolf Roleplay

[ClucksAndPeeps]

Hallie held her nose to the wind as they neared a border, though she wasn't sure what that border was.

"What territory is this?" Mason grumbled.

"Don't ask me," Hallie replied, her amber eyes narrowing to slits. The smell was vaguely familiar, and she had the fuzzy memory of Wildfire coming back to the densite slathered in it, though it had faded away without a trace shortly afterward.

 

[Kiba0924]

"Don't ask me," Hallie replied, her amber eyes narrowing to slits. The smell was vaguely familiar, and she had the fuzzy memory of Wildfire coming back to the densite slathered in it, though it had faded away without a trace shortly afterward.

Mason stalked over closer so he could protect her if anything happened.

 

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A black blur shot through the forest like a hunter's bullet, bringing with it a mingled scent of the strange border and Stonepack. As the form of a muscular young she-wolf came into view, realization dawned on Hallie. They were on Darkpack's border.

Something was different about the newcomer. Her eyes said it all; she was blood-thirsty, but not for Stonepack blood and power. No, she was thirsty for vengeance.

"You're not from Darkpack," Hallie mumbled dumbly, staring at the wolf.

"No, I'm not," she replied, staring at Hallie with blazing yellow eyes.

 

[OwlLover]

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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."

"What are you talking about?"

 

[Kiba0924]

A black blur shot through the forest like a hunter's bullet, bringing with it a mingled scent of the strange border and Stonepack. As the form of a muscular young she-wolf came into view, realization dawned on Hallie. They were on Darkpack's border.

Something was different about the newcomer. Her eyes said it all; she was blood-thirsty, but not for Stonepack blood and power. No, she was thirsty for vengeance.

"You're not from Darkpack," Hallie mumbled dumbly, staring at the wolf.

"No, I'm not," she replied, staring at Hallie with blazing yellow eyes.

"Look, we're going. Sorry, let's go." Mason jumped in front of the two she-wolves with his broad shoulders tense.

 

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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."

"What are you talking about?"
[/quote]"ARRRGHHH!!!" Fyra screeched, exploding like a time bomb. "YOU'RE. IMPOSSIBLE!!!"

 

[OwlLover]

Quote: ( 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!"

As soon as Wren set her down, Faedon snatched her right back up. "Listen, Wren." Faedon's growl was low and dangerous, but too quiet for Linden to hear. "Linden is not your pup. If you set your jaws on my pup again, or take her away from me without my knowledge, I will personally tear your throat out. Got it?" Without waiting for an answer, Faedon began to lope back to the densite. "You and I are going to explore the territory today, and I'll show you how to hunt," she promised Linden.

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

A black blur shot through the forest like a hunter's bullet, bringing with it a mingled scent of the strange border and Stonepack. As the form of a muscular young she-wolf came into view, realization dawned on Hallie. They were on Darkpack's border.

Something was different about the newcomer. Her eyes said it all; she was blood-thirsty, but not for Stonepack blood and power. No, she was thirsty for vengeance.

"You're not from Darkpack," Hallie mumbled dumbly, staring at the wolf.

"No, I'm not," she replied, staring at Hallie with blazing yellow eyes.

"Look, we're going. Sorry, let's go." Mason jumped in front of the two she-wolves with his broad shoulders tense.

"No, we aren't. Not yet." Hallie shot him a sharp look that seemed to be cut from stone.

"What pack are you from?" the strange wolf asked.

"Pinepack." Hallie said, straightening. "I'm the alphas' daughter."

"Whoopdedo," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

 

[Kiba0924]

"No, we aren't. Not yet." Hallie shot him a sharp look that seemed to be cut from stone.

"What pack are you from?" the strange wolf asked.

"Pinepack." Hallie said, straightening. "I'm the alphas' daughter."

"Whoopdedo," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"Shut up." Mason snapped at the she-wolf, still in front of Hallie protecting her.

 

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"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!"

As soon as Wren set her down, Faedon snatched her right back up. "Listen, Wren." Faedon's growl was low and dangerous, but too quiet for Linden to hear. "Linden is not your pup. If you set your jaws on my pup again, or take her away from me without my knowledge, I will personally tear your throat out. Got it?" Without waiting for an answer, Faedon began to lope back to the densite. "You and I are going to explore the territory today, and I'll show you how to hunt," she promised Linden.

"Good luck even trying, junior," Wren sneered, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Though she wouldn't betray the fact, Wren personally wanted to rip Faedon's throat out, herself; how come she hadn't found love yet and her sister had?
Mumbling to herself, she loped off in another direction, closing her eyes and sighing loudly. Just as she began to exhale, she tumbled backwards. A dark brown he-wolf stood over her, reeking of Darkpack.

Linden nodded eagerly.