~Run With The Pack III~ Wolf RP (Please Join! Restarted With Plot Twist)

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Quote: Mist's ears shot up in shock. Her silver eyes widened, then she nodded slowly. "Yes... yes I will."

Elan slowly headed away from the dens. Timber took that opportunity to pounce.

Fire blinked slowly, before he grinned immensely.

Izou, Holly, and Fenix all leaped at once.
 
Sitka found a stick and threw it at the trap. It snapped wide open, freeing Bella's paw.


Bella yelped as metal teeth pulled flesh from her leg, she staggered, her vision blotted by black spots. Her head dipped, as she began to pass out, when suddenly a loud crack, of what sounded like thunder, ripped through the forest. "Wh.....What was that?" She asked, now alert
 
Sitka flattened her ears. "Hunters!" she cried. "Bella, follow me! Hurry, or they'll kill you!" Sitka pelted back to camp, narrowly dodging a bullet that left a skid in the ground.



Bella whined, falling way behind, she struggled desperately on her broken leg.

Blizzard looked at the pups, he tucked them into the den. "Stay here." His voice was urgent, gunshot had rung off the mountains and reached his ears, in a heart beat he had flown into a protective panic. "SITKA!" He howled racing into the forest as gun shots rang out. Another and another, filled the air.
 
Sitka let out a cry as what felt like a lightning bolt of pain shot up her leg. She froze, grimacing. "Get the pups and get out of here, Blizzard," Sitka cried, "I'll catch up to you!"


Blizzard whined his eyes filled with fright and worry. He nnosed the pups, a bullet whizzed through the air smashing into the rock beside him. He growled. He nosed the pups, rushing them a head. (Crap I forgot the names of the pups??)
 
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Oh boy," Wind sighed good-naturedly, watching May and Maple wrestle. He chuckled, leaning over to Scarlet. "Not so many moons ago, that was us.
"I know." Scarlet sighed, smiling. Her eyes wandered to a tiny brown male pup with chocolate eyes. "He reminds me of Nike." she said softly.

Wind smiled, licking the pup's forehead.
The tiny pups squealed, pawing at his father's tongue. His vision was blurry, even though his eyes were open, so he kept toppling over.

Wind chuckled, nudging his son back to his paws. "What should we call him?" he asked Scarlet, glancing at May and Maple. He was still in awe that these were his very own pups.
"I'm not sure.. something strong though. He's going to be great. I've already decided that." Scarlet winked, rolling so her belly was more exposed.

Wind smirked. "Hmm..." he gazed at his pup intently. "Maybe... Sorin?" he suggested.
"Oh I like that." Scarlet replied, nuzzling her son.
Wind frowned as he looked over at one of the pups. It had barely moved since the birth, and Wind was growing increasingly worried.
Scarlet caught his expression. "What's wrong?" she asked softly, looking at her pups again.

"That one," Wind frowned, looking at the sickly pup. "It... hasn't moved."
Scarlet's face paled. "What?" she whispered, her voice shaking.

"It's breathing... but it's just..." Wind let out a low whine, nudging the pup gently.
Scarlet's face turned deathly white. "No.... no Wind.... please..." she whimpered, staring in horror at his face. She couldn't bear to look at her pup.
 
West raced through the trees towards loner land, in a matter of minutes he spotted a young deer and the herd, the young fawn lagged behind, its leg swollen and twisted. West charged, not even bothering to set about a proper hunt, he knew with brute effort, he could run the fawn down. He sprinted along gaining fast, he had at least managed to drive the fawn towards the cave. He leapt and dragged the injured youngling to the ground. He made the kill quick and began dragging it back. After about 30 mins, West was at the cave, the young fawn in his jaws, brought it towards the cave entrance, glaring at the old wolf, "Sierra?" He called, breathlessly
 
Quote: Sierra's white figure shone as she padded to the entrance. "Nice catch." she complemented. She tore off a piece of the meat, and held it in front of Sahara's nose. Her eyes opened, and a look of wild hunger came into them. Her nostrils flared, she reached out with her jaws to take it. Sierra let her have it, and within seconds the young she-wolf had devoured the whole thing. Sierra's face hardened. She turned and stalked up to the old male wolf. "Come with me." she said sharply, and he did. They went out of the den, and Sierra whirled around to face him. Her hackles raised and with a look of pure disgust she started to speak. "Listen to me you old skunk. How dare you leave her underfed and starving! She needs to eat too you know! She went into shock because of how thin she was! If she wasn't, she could have handled the attack easily!" her voice was shrill with fury as she glared up at him. Sahara's father bulked up and stared down at Sierra. "Listen. There ain't enough prey in the loner land for us. I'm old, and a young wolf like her can't hunt for two. I didn't make her thin, the range did. She eats enough, in fact, she eats just as much as me! I don't know what it is that makes her skinny. Now be quiet and mind your own business!" he snarled in her face. Sierra pulled her lip back, and crouched as if ready to attack.
 
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