The Remaining Wolves

[Gypsy77]

Name: Stormcloud. He calls himself Peter in the presence of humans.
Age: His real age is unknown, as he has spent as much time as a human as he has a wolf. He looks and acts like a 14 or 15 year old human. As a wolf, he appears to be 8 months old.
Gender: Male
Crush: None
Personality: Seems quiet and maybe a bit shy towards strangers, but if you know him well you'll know he's very vocal and sometimes even humorous. He often uses sarcasm in tense situations to hide his fear or anxiety. If he feels threatened, he acts a lot tougher than he actually is, causing some to believe he's dangerous or cold.
Specie of wolf: Grey wolf
Wolf Description: Light gray wolf with amber eyes
Human Description: Fair skin, short dirty blond hair, amber eyes
Other: Believes that this "Paradise" is just some sort of weird made up story to give wolves some sort of other purpose. Currently trying to find out how many other wolves are out there.

(I just wanted to add what age he looks like as a wolf.)

((Thanks RoostersAreAwesome. I will update it. )

 

[Gypsy77]

River shook her head, and her eyes widened as the grey he-wolf picked up Darkness. So Darkness was with him? Great, my brother probably thinks this idiot saved me or something. All he did was get me out of the smoke, my leg is hardly even hurt.

Too bad Zarzuk couldn't read River's snappy mind. He would of loved to remark harshly back.

The poor pup was cruelly swayed in Zarzuk's jowls as he briskly maneuvered through the trees. His back began to faintly cramp from the unusual applied pressure. Though, he was relentless to stop.

 

[Gypsy77]

Stormcloud stared absent-mindedly up at the clouds. His fur protected his back from the bristly grass as he gazed upward. As he inhaled the cold air, he sensed something else. A strong, burning smell that made him blink at its intensity. He sat up, ears pricked, noticing for the first time a fire in the distance. A big one. He mentally cursed himself for not noticing sooner, and started trotting quickly down the hill towards it.

On Stormcloud's course to evade the monstrous fire. An ivory wolf with black speckles now bathed in ashes was approaching from his left side. Also, bolting from the inferno. She weaved through the trees.

She noted intense golden eyes in the quarter of her eye. She glimpsed over enough to realize it was another of her kind. Her eyes swiftly bolted back to dodge an incoming tree.

 

[Blacklotus4534]

Whisper noted the burning flame over the small peak approaching swiftly. She didn't hesitate to bolt away from were it was chasing. She did glance quick enough before crashing into a tree. The nasty smoke burning her eyes hard.

(Bumparoo)

 

[Gypsy77]

(Bumparoo)

(I'll make another so you're not left behind.))

 

[RiverStorm]

(Gah, not getting alerts for this. rn I gtg)

 

[Gypsy77]

(Gah, not getting alerts for this. rn I gtg)

((Dude you're cool. No rush. ))

 

[Gypsy77]

(Bumparoo)

Cedar was soothingly lapping up cool water from a chill, steady stream. His ears suddenly heard a distant noise within the trees. He froze, listening on the distinctive disturbance. And discovered it was a darting wolf.

He cranked his head up and drastically jerked back away from the pond. His fearful orbs bounced to the noise. Water droplets rained on his forepaws from his drenched muzzle.

 

[Blacklotus4534]

Cedar was soothingly lapping up cool water from a chill, steady stream. His ears suddenly heard a distant noise within the trees. He froze, listening on the distinctive disturbance. And discovered it was a darting wolf.

He cranked his head up and drastically jerked back away from the pond. His fearful orbs bounced to the noise. Water droplets rained on his forepaws from his drenched muzzle.

Whisper was able to maneuver away from the thick tree. But flipped over a dead tree root and found herself tumbling. She collapsed into the fresh pool that was now probably covered in ashes.

 

[Gypsy77]

Whisper was able to maneuver away from the thick tree. But flipped over a dead tree root and found herself tumbling. She collapsed into the fresh pool that was now probably covered in ashes.

Whisper was able to maneuver away from the thick tree. But flipped over a dead tree root and found herself tumbling. She collapsed into the fresh pool that was now probably covered in ashes.

Cedar didn't mind drinking from the ash littered pond. That becomes stagnant in the later autumn season from the ease of stream that flowed into it. Refreshing it from algae and filthy remnants of vegetation.

He observe the she-wolf harshly plunge her muzzle into the shallow pool. He elevated a forepaw and winced with an eye closed. "Ow." He whispered almost imaging what it felt like.