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~Run With The Pack II~ Wolf RP (Please Join!!)

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Ash was running away from the fire. His throat no longer burned but his eyes still stung like crazy. He ran towards anywhere but the smoke, not realizing he was in Meadowpack's land now.
Stretching Flower sighed..Tia had been hovering near her ever since they met..She felt sorry for the pup..Whatever she went through it sorely effected her..She may end up as a omega if her fear of everything did not subside..
Thankfully though she was able to make Tia get her own den..Even if it was directly infront of hers, she was sleeping soundly now..Flower looked up in the sky..She was sure it was a good time for patrol..From what Daze said there were many females in the pack but they were mainly busy with their new pups..She loped off into the woods, wondering if it would be eventful..
 
" I dont know what pack territory it is in ( Gosh I forgot..think it is in emrald pack or something like that..)..All I know is the forest over here is in choas..I have been heading away from it...I have already found dead.." Her whole body shook in fear..Their burnt corpses still haunted her mind..

Mel's ears pricked up, she let out a quiet whine. "Come on! We have to make sure no one's still in there!' She said as she started to run.
 
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Maripan looked into the smoke filled sky. He howled out in search of others that knew the pack call....nothing came he howled again. Pain was all over him but he had to do this for Nyx.
(Yeah. They're both with Storm, their father.)

Thrush felt weightless. She stared through the haze. Night? she asked, but she didn't hear a sound come from her mouth. A dark shape was still forming to far from her to make out. Night! Night! she barked, waiting for a reply that never came.

Thrush looked at Nyx, cocking her head. "What this?" she yipped, her puppy mouth still unable to speak correctly.
"Clover, your brother," Nyx answered. Thrush pressed against her mother, poking Clover with her paw.
Clover turned to look at her but...he wasn't there. Thrush stumbled. Nyx was gone, but the heat was still there. Soon her skin was blistering. Her eyes stung as she tried to run. Thrush realized her paws were rooted to the floor, slowling burning with her pack.

"Thrush?!"

"Night! Stop it!" Thrush nudged him playfully. She was in a field she didn't recognize. Clover and Night were nipping at each other, rolling around in the soft, cloud-like grass. Thrush nudged her black brother, trying to get him off of Clover. He smiled at her. "Come on, Thrush." Something wasn't right.
She reached out a paw to brush his pelt. Clover looked at her. "What's wrong, Thrush?"
"No, no, this isn't...this isn't." Tears were streaming down her face now. Clover stared at her, bewildered. She'd never forgotten his face. The way he looked like Storm, but also teh way he was nothing like Thrush's father.

"Please...Thrush, get up."


Thrush's eyes opened. It was real. The world was real.
"C-Clover?" she croaked, her throat feeling hot and dry.
"Thrush?" Storm looked at her, relief in his golden eyes. "Thrush, what happened? Why wasn't Night hunting?"
Thrush's face burned from shame. "My...it was my fault. I should have--wait--where's Night?!"
"Here," Storm answered. "I don't know about him, but I think he'll make it.

Storm's ears pricked as a howl hit them.

"Marzipan..." His face turned grim. "Stay here. I have to go. DON'T TRY TO RUN. You have to stay in the water."
Thrush nodded and watched her father lope off.
 
(Yeah. They're both with Storm, their father.)

Thrush felt weightless. She stared through the haze. Night? she asked, but she didn't hear a sound come from her mouth. A dark shape was still forming to far from her to make out. Night! Night! she barked, waiting for a reply that never came.

Thrush looked at Nyx, cocking her head. "What this?" she yipped, her puppy mouth still unable to speak correctly.
"Clover, your brother," Nyx answered. Thrush pressed against her mother, poking Clover with her paw.
Clover turned to look at her but...he wasn't there. Thrush stumbled. Nyx was gone, but the heat was still there. Soon her skin was blistering. Her eyes stung as she tried to run. Thrush realized her paws were rooted to the floor, slowling burning with her pack.

"Thrush?!"

"Night! Stop it!" Thrush nudged him playfully. She was in a field she didn't recognize. Clover and Night were nipping at each other, rolling around in the soft, cloud-like grass. Thrush nudged her black brother, trying to get him off of Clover. He smiled at her. "Come on, Thrush." Something wasn't right.
She reached out a paw to brush his pelt. Clover looked at her. "What's wrong, Thrush?"
"No, no, this isn't...this isn't." Tears were streaming down her face now. Clover stared at her, bewildered. She'd never forgotten his face. The way he looked like Storm, but also the way he was nothing like Thrush's father.

"Please...Thrush, get up."


Thrush's eyes opened. It was real. The world was real.
"C-Clover?" she croaked, her throat feeling hot and dry.
"Thrush?" Storm looked at her, relief in his golden eyes. "Thrush, what happened? Why wasn't Night hunting?"
Thrush's face burned from shame. "My...it was my fault. I should have--wait--where's Night?!"
"Here," Storm answered. "I don't know about him, but I think he'll make it.

Storm's ears pricked as a howl hit them.

"Marzipan..." His face turned grim. "Stay here. I have to go. DON'T TRY TO RUN. You have to stay in the water."
Thrush nodded and watched her father lope off.
(Sorry if that was totally confusing, everything above the line is her dream.)
 
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Larosha poked her head into her den and slunk inside, spinning in very tight circles to until she managed a comfortable position to rest. She propped her chin up on the incline in her den, so that she was able to peer outside. She noted the dark and ominous clouds the gathered over a different section of the land, obviously, it was a fire, Larosha didn't need to smell to figure that out, and it seemed as if it had been going on for awhile now from what her observations had gathered. She tried to push it out of her head, it probably wasn't endangering her pack in any way anyhow. She brought her head back inside her den and tucked it into her long fur, closing her eyes she fell into an uneasy sleep.
 
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