Stormdancer finished polishing her beartooth necklace, and combed through her tailfur with her teeth.
Kyma and Ara groomed each other's backs, in the hard spot to reach. Daggerclaw preened her wing feathers. Swirlsong idily hummed to herself.
"So who do you think he'll pick?" Swirlsong asked into the silence. Stormdancer thought for a moment. "he might pick Kyma, seeing as she's a higher ranking war general." Kyma giggled. "And he seems to like warmer colors, so that would be more Amber." Stormdancer continued. "hey, where is she anyway?" Daggerclaw asked. Swirlsong shrugged. "I'll go find her." she volunteered. she padded off into the woods.
[rule]Amber quickened her pace, entering Stormpack with the newcomer. (that's yours, right metalstrike?) she looked around, and saw Thunder on top of the arch, his tail drooping lifelessly down the side. a small stormcloud was right over his head, raining on him.
but where is Firebird... she wondered.
oh..... oh no! she thought as she came to realize what had happened. a tear trickled down her muzzle. (scientifically, i don't know if wolves
can cry... what the heck, i don't care.
)
[rule]Magaera walked up to the Alphas of bloodpack, nose brushing the ground and tail and wings drooping. Because she was a lowly warrior, her submission postures were more dramatic. She lowered herself to the ground, rolling over onto her back to expose her vulnerable belly and showing the whites of her eyes in a kind of a gruesome bow.
yup! yesterday I was fishing with my grandpa. I caught my first Big mouth bass, but it wasn't big enough to keep.
