~Run With The Pack~ Wolf Roleplay

Wildfire grunted as the heavy pelt slid out of his jaws, but he hurriedly gathered the fur in his mouth again, with a much firmer grip. He rolled in out into the alpha den, and with a little bark of happiness, he began to chase a pheasant who failed to fly off with the other.

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Willowsong, however, dug a small hole and buried the bones neatly inside. Dusk was rolling in, and so was the time for her to go meet with Kodiak.
 
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Name: Sylvia
Gender: female
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: died
Personality: sweet and caring.
History: nothing much

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Name: Sugar
Gender: female
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: none
Personality: same as Sylvia, her sister's
History: nothing

Picture:
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Name: Jeff
Gender: male
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: none
Personality: shy, but when in a fight, very violent and bold.
History: parents were trapped by hunters

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Username: ChicknsRock


 
Wildfire grunted as the heavy pelt slid out of his jaws, but he hurriedly gathered the fur in his mouth again, with a much firmer grip. He rolled in out into the alpha den, and with a little bark of happiness, he began to chase a pheasant who failed to fly off with the other.

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Willowsong, however, dug a small hole and buried the bones neatly inside. Dusk was rolling in, and so was the time for her to go meet with Kodiak.

Zero went off to refresh the scent marks.

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(There's not much to report, so do you wanna just timeskip? Or, if you want, we can PM)
 
( I hope you don't mind me joining..
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Name: Sylvia
Gender: female
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: died
Personality: sweet and caring.
History: nothing much

original.jpg

Pic:
Username: ChicknsRock


Name: Sugar
Gender: female
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: none
Personality: same as Sylvia, her sister's
History: nothing

Picture:
Beautiful-White-Wolves-wolves-32683888-718-616.jpg

Username: ChicknsRock


Name: Jeff
Gender: male
Pack: loner
Rank: loner
Mate: none
Personality: shy, but when in a fight, very violent and bold.
History: parents were trapped by hunters

Picture:
white_wolf5.jpg

Username: ChicknsRock



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Wildfire grunted as the heavy pelt slid out of his jaws, but he hurriedly gathered the fur in his mouth again, with a much firmer grip. He rolled in out into the alpha den, and with a little bark of happiness, he began to chase a pheasant who failed to fly off with the other.


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Willowsong, however, dug a small hole and buried the bones neatly inside. Dusk was rolling in, and so was the time for her to go meet with Kodiak.



Zero went off to refresh the scent marks.

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(There's not much to report, so do you wanna just timeskip? Or, if you want, we can PM)
Wildfire's tail flew out behind him as he sprinted towards the pheasant. Using his back legs to power him, he catapulted off the ground, bringing the pheasant with him.

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Willowsong, after rolling in mud and washing off at a stream, trotted slowly towards StonePack.
 
Azar nodded to Hunter, and padded up to the caribou carcass and ripped off a leg and shared it with Hunter.

Hunter, being the gentleman he was, allowed her to have the first bite. After her, he took a small bite in a tentative fashion.
 
Quote: Wildfire's tail flew out behind him as he sprinted towards the pheasant. Using his back legs to power him, he catapulted off the ground, bringing the pheasant with him.

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( timeskip, yes )

Willowsong, after rolling in mud and washing off at a stream, trotted slowly towards StonePack.

Cody was passed out under a spruce tree, after eating his body weight's worth of fish.
 
After the pack had eaten, Phoenix set out to explore his new territory. He smiled. Prey scents were hitting his nose nonstop. He rolled in the soft dirt by a stream, and then laid and closed his eyes. He was happy.
 
Faedon gnawed on the spine of a rabbit. She'd finished eating the rabbit long ago, but she always usually kept a spine to chew on. After about a week or so, when it was worn out, she'd get rid of it. "Meh," she muttered, and put the bone away. She went back into her den, and curled up in the tender nest of moss and downy feathers.
 

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