~Run With The Pack~ A Wolf Roleplay

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(( Would y'all join a dragon rp if I made one? ))
 
(we are now time skipping for Piper/Garron/Scar for all who might wonder what's going on. This is about a week later after Garron and Piper last talked. Garron has left Pinepack and Piper has...well here...read for yourself!)

Piper stalked through the forest, her mind racing. Scar had sent her out to catch a deer by herself.
And she was scared to death.
She had done so well when he had started training her to hunt like the strong wolf she wanted to be...a little hope had returned. Perhaps if she could prove herself...
But then the lessons had gotten harder. The prey bigger. Her paws more clumsy. She didn't want to fail Scar and her fear caused her so much anxiety that she couldn't think in the moment like a hunter need to. Her limbs froze and she let the prey escape.
Every time she came back empty pawed and tired Scar would just sigh and brush against her pelt kindly, telling her that she would do it the next time. He showed her fighting moves he had learned as a loner and made her move quicker and faster. They were hard, and Piper was exhausted by the time she could escape to her den. Her appetite had decreased as well. Worry gnawed at what remained of her heart more than her stomachs protests.
Scar wasn't mean but he defiantly pushed her hard to learn more...and fast. He wasn't one to accept excuses easily. His training had started to pay off and she started to succeed...then she had the accident.
Piper shuddered as she limped through the foliage, trying to be as quiet as possible. It had happened only yesterday. She had gone on a pack hunt with Scar and a few other wolves. It had started out well, her job was to catch the back legs of the elk so her partner could finish him off. They were going after a big one this time...not the weakest. Prey was getting scarce and they needed the extra meat. She had raced out and was trying to catch the elks legs but she had just...she didn't know what. She remembered when she and Garron had done the same thing and it was as if she couldn't breathe. She stumbled and twisted her paw. The elk charged and if Scar hadn't stepped between them, Piper would surely have died.
Scar had been angry that night. She could have gotten herself and her packmate killed. Piper had cried and Scar had relented. He promised to help her train harder so she wouldn't freeze up the next time. He said he believed in her...
But it was then she started to realize her heart just wasn't in it...it was still with Garron...far from Pinepack.

Her paw still ached as she stalked the deer in front of her but she was determined to prove that she wasn't a hazzard to the pack. Piper lept out at it, her jaws open in a snarl that would never have been on her face before. She missed. The deer shied away, running at full speed, Piper tried to keep up but her paw hurt to much. Then she remembered Scar's dissapointed face...
Piper speed up and latched her fangs into the back legs of the deer, pulling it down. It kicked out and hit her in the head as she snapped at it's throat. Finally the deer lay still, Piper panting and exhausted stood over it. She took a step back and her legs buckled. Her whole body was shaking...she had over done it.
Piper tried to hold back a whimper of pain but it slipped out anyway. She sat like this for a few moments and then realized what er nose had been trying to tell her...she was in loner land.
Piper gasped and looked around her with fear. She was in no condition to defend herself if a loner came along...she got shakily to her feet and tried to drag the deer back to the pinepack border but she was just too tired. She cowered next to her kill in fear as she tried to get enough energy to run
 
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