The Antler Mountains ~A Wolf RP~

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Chicxulub pauses for a moment, looking back at Hawk and Fang, and then wanders off into the woods. What they don’t realize is that she is eavesdropping just within earshot.
,, Fang I really have to go... When can we meet again? "
 
Fang starts humming louder. " Tonight maybe, I have a surprise for you," Fang says ( He's gonna sing.)
Oh No Eating GIF by Declan McKenna
 
Name: Silverfoot
Gender: Male
Age: 5 years
Mate: None
Pack: Happy to go wherever needed/picked up!
Personality: Silverfoot is a very level-headed individual. He is also intensely loyal when he does have a pack. When he is in battle however, there is an intense aggressiveness and viciousness to his actions. He can find it hard to submit but will do as needed, but he won't back down from a fight. He is a very intelligent individual.
Rank: Would like to see where he ends up rank wise naturally
Physical Description: Silverfoot has a silver-grey pelt. His name comes from his one distinguishing feature, white paws blending into the silver fur at the pasterns. His underbelly and underneath his throat are a creamy colour.
Other: I plan to be coming in as a lone wolf, and see where he fits into one or the other pack, if possible!
Accepted!
 
( Do wolves sing I wanna have Fang be able to be a really good singer and make him sing shivers by ed Sheeran:lau)
(With wolves, howling is more of their song. But your wolf can sing all he wants. :lol:)
 
“Ooh” King said, now realizing. “I knew something was off”

“I would like to go tell Jock the great news, do you want to stick around?”
Hilina laughed. "Sure was." She paused. "Ok. And take all the time you need. I'll be here waiting for you." Hilina replied.

Jock got back to his den and layed down. He tried licking his injured shoulder where Blazer had attacked him. It was sore, and bleeding a little.
 
"You ready to go back?" She asked him quietly. "My mate is probably wondering where I am."

Ginger looked up at Dexter. "Come on, Dexter! You can do it!" She encouraged.
(@Little Baby Bean)
"I guess so." Owen replied. He really wanted to stay in Khali's warm fur, but if they must go, he figured they'd have to go.

Dexter crawled only a short ways before stopping and whimpering. His sight was still blurry a little bit, and hadn't fully come in yet. He felt discouraged.
 
A lone wolf trotted along through the forest. Heavy pawprints crunched through the freshly fallen snow. Trees whispered a song of freedom in his ears. Though his gait was steady and true, it almost seemed like he was trying to escape something. A tremor swept through his pelt from time to time as a fresh assault of memories flashed unwanted in his vision. He was exhausted, but still he kept on, trying to escape, be it a place or memories. His paw pads were raw and icicles embedded themselves in the tender skin between them, leaving the faintest trail of blood in his wake.

Suddenly, he came to a stop. His nares flared as he caught the scent of other wolves. He groaned, his legs trembling and finally not holding his body up anymore, as the exhaustion threatened to overcome him. The wolf-scent still flooded his senses, but he had no more fight left. He had travelled a long way, and at last, he finally... just... stopped... Crumpling where he stood. He knew that if the wolves didn't take too kindly to an interloper, he wouldn't have the strength to fight them off. Finally, just maybe, this would be his final resting place.

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