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((Here's all my charries except Keme. I think. X3 Feel free to jump in, anyone))
Silver sat at the entrance of her den, watching Skye, her pup, stalk a bug by some rocks. The grey she wolf turned her gaze to the open grasses beyond the den site. They were the grasses that would bring her and her pack food come 'Elk Season', grasses that would bring an end to the famine. Silver sighed. Until then they would have to stay strong, and she would do her best to help her pack.
Skye had her eyes firmly focused on a beetle she had spotted not to long ago, and was slowly making her way toward it. It was a large beetle, black with a hard shell of armor to protect itself. The bug inched its way up a rock, teasing the intent young pup behind it. Skye growled lowly, gathering herself up to jump. Just as she was about to make her leap though, the funny black creature seemingly sprung wings, soaring off into the blue expanse above. Skye let out a frustrated yelp- partly from pain, when her nose hit the rock instead of the beetle. She shook her fawn baby pelt, laying down and rubbing an over sized paw on her face as comfort
Willow was out in the small forest Moon Pack owned next to Dawn Territory. She had caught the scent of a hare earlier- much earlier, and was still on it's trail. "Silly rabbit" She muttered as she trotted along quietly, nose to the ground in search of the small scrawny prey
Dawn Pack
Arrow made his way through the trees behind Nova and the others. A small frown stayed firmly placed on his face, and the squirrel coloured he wolf glanced around anxiously, almost as if he was expecting Charger to just appear from the bushes. He came to a slow halt when the others stopped, frown growing considerably. "So when was the last time we saw her, then? I'm sure she was back at the den site before me and Nova left" He commented
After a few attempts, Faith was up and standing. She breathed in the cold faint scents from the outside world, taking a cautious step toward the dens exit.
Moon Pack
Silver sat at the entrance of her den, watching Skye, her pup, stalk a bug by some rocks. The grey she wolf turned her gaze to the open grasses beyond the den site. They were the grasses that would bring her and her pack food come 'Elk Season', grasses that would bring an end to the famine. Silver sighed. Until then they would have to stay strong, and she would do her best to help her pack.
Skye had her eyes firmly focused on a beetle she had spotted not to long ago, and was slowly making her way toward it. It was a large beetle, black with a hard shell of armor to protect itself. The bug inched its way up a rock, teasing the intent young pup behind it. Skye growled lowly, gathering herself up to jump. Just as she was about to make her leap though, the funny black creature seemingly sprung wings, soaring off into the blue expanse above. Skye let out a frustrated yelp- partly from pain, when her nose hit the rock instead of the beetle. She shook her fawn baby pelt, laying down and rubbing an over sized paw on her face as comfort
Willow was out in the small forest Moon Pack owned next to Dawn Territory. She had caught the scent of a hare earlier- much earlier, and was still on it's trail. "Silly rabbit" She muttered as she trotted along quietly, nose to the ground in search of the small scrawny prey
Ice Pack
Faolan finished drinking, and lifted his muzzle from the stream, water dripped down to the soft ground. He gazed at the two she wolves for a moment, concern and the slightest tinge of confusion showing in the small frown her held on his ruddy yet handsome black face. His eyes flickered between the two, before he finally said, "We should go back, Shadow and Raven will be needing us".
Dawn Pack
Loners
Faith woke up some time later in her small damp den, the moss still left on the floor held droplets of dew that had managed to enter the hole under the tree. The scrawny wolf blinked sleepily, making an effort to get to her paws. Her throat was raw with thirst, her tongue felt thick inside of her mouth. And then there was the hunger. Faith had never known so much hunger before, the awful gnawing feeling at her stomach made her sick, but it was always there. Never left her for a moment.
After a few attempts, Faith was up and standing. She breathed in the cold faint scents from the outside world, taking a cautious step toward the dens exit.
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