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Kerrin | Male | 6 years | Beta

The foreign canine emerged from the bush. He was neither wolf nor coyote. Kerrin refused to let his brow wrinkle, though, as confusion could easily spell weakness. Instead, he raised his pale-furred chin higher, scrutinizing the foreigner heavily with his bister-hued eyes, "What are you good at, Ajax?," he demanded flatly, "Tracking, hunting, fighting? What?"


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Carolina | Female | 6 months | Tenderfoot

Carolina picked up on Xiva's strong scent and quickened her pace, placing russet paws in a two-beat gait along the forest floor. "Xiva!," she whisper-called again, becoming antsy, "Please come out! If we go now, no one has to know!" The red wolf Tenderfoot rounded a boulder and startled, coming face-to-face with her quarry. Xiva! There you are! C'mon, let's go back!

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Tundra | 4yrs | Female | Mentions: Kerrin, Ayame

"We're leaving-" Tundra was cut off as a familiar smell drifted into her nostrils, she blinked her blurry vision and started padding after the smell. Her paws lifted gracefully over her daughter's growing body, just barely scraping the cub's black, furry head. "I know that smell..." She whispered, letting her paws guide her towards the familiar scent. Tundra's ears twitched, her brother's voice just barely reaching her ears as she disappeared into the forest. "Stay, Ayame."



Ayame | 2 months | Female | Mentions: Kerrin, Tundra

Ayame sat down and curled her tail over her paws as her mother padded away, her ears perked and her focus locked on a strange smell. It was unfamiliar and scary to the young pup, especially since everything was suddenly thrown into chaos. She and her mother had been traveling, they came upon a watering hole and all of a sudden there are countless wolves around them. One, Ayame felt safe around, and the others she wanted to run and hide from.



Rachel | 7yrs | Female | Mentions: Sunrise Pack, Kerrin (indirectly), Tundra (indirectly)

The tawny she-wolf padded weakly through the forest, letting her memory guide her back to the pack where her cub had been born. She was part-wolf, she was allowing her senses to lead her back. At least, she was trusting her senses. "Where am I?" Rachel muttered, the limp in her back leg getting worse as time went on. She sniffed the air, familiar scents floated into it and she smiled, the scent of the two cubs she had raised. She'd recognize their smell anywhere.

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Kerrin | Male | 6 years | Beta

Kerrin stared for a long time, assessing the foreigner with his mind. "You're looking for a place to stay, yes?," he asked, still keeping his dominant posture. "It's getting late," he stated, a sigh punctuating the statement, "You're young and don't seem like too much of a threat. Stay in the Omega den tonight. Down by the lake. You will be assessed tomorrow."

[SKIPPING TO NIGHT/DAWN]

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Kerrin | Male | 6 years | Beta

They came again. The dreams. The weird ones with an abyss of black, ones usually featuring Ancients. There was silence at first as Kerrin stood on invisible ground, but soon the far-off yapping of pups infiltrated the void for a brief moment, replaced quickly, as if interrupting a separate transmission, by the sultry, silken vocals of the cougar deity. Dear wolf, Zeynabi's voice purred, her slender golden body slinking from the depths. "I have a surprise. Follow me," she commanded, luring the Beta further into the blackness. The air under his paws faded into life, feeling more and more realistic with each second until the black and purple smoke dissipated fully. Surrounding him was a dense section of woodlands just near the border, the pink and orange sky blossoming slowly in between the skeletal branches like some cosmic flower, a precursor to the dawn sunrise. Zeynabi had disappeared but a lone white figure limped in the distance.

Cloud||Female||6 years old||Loner||Mentions: None

The white she saw the darkness fall over the land, signalling that night was upon her. Seeing this she knews he couldn't see too well in the dark, so found shelter by a thick bush. The camp she used to call home wasn't too far away, but she couldn't make it that last small way. Curling herself tightly into a ball she settled herself down for the night, closing her eyes. With a deep sigh she soon fell asleep, her gentle breath making soft mists of white cloud. Whether she would wake in the morning was another question, she was coming towards the point where she was giving up.

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Kerrin | Male | 6 years | Beta

"I hadn't slept in a week; I was weak, I was awake; You'd never seen a bastard orphan more in need of a break."

The gaunt white figure's sides rose and fell, alive but not far from death. The only thing keeping Kerrin from shouting was his weariness and slight confusion from awaking in the middle of the forest, far from where he'd initially gone to sleep. If there had been snow on the ground, the female -- as her scent soon revealed -- would have been invisible. Luckily, the air nipped with cold, but no white powder cloaked the ground. As the grogginess began to ascend from the male, a pang of hope mixed with uncertainty replaced it. Careful paws found methodical rhythm along the ground, heading steadily in the direction of the mysterious she-wolf. "Madam?," he addressed, not impolite but not friendly, "Are you alright?" The smell of her was spiced with familiarity, but to assume the best so soon was dangerous.

Tundra | 4yrs | Female | Mentions: Ayame

The sky had fallen and turned into darkness, Tundra and Ayame had been led to the beta's den for the night while he was out... Patrolling? Tundra had lay down on her side, her blurry blue eyes staring out of the cave as she struggled to find a source of light. She was losing her vision and she didn't know why - perhaps it was that rattlesnake she had attacked when Ayame was just a newborn cub? She had thought the venom had been removed... Maybe it was removed too late and it was slowly taking effect? She wasn't exactly sure.



Ayame | 2 months | Female | Mentions: Tundra, Odysseus

Ayame padded into the den after her mother and yawned, laying down in between the female's paws and closing her blue eyes. She quickly drifted off into dreamland and she found herself running through a field of flowers, barking happily as she romped and played. A raven flew overhead and Ayame skid to a stop in amazement, her blue eyes watching in wonder as the silky raven came closer.

Cloud||Female||6 years old||Loner||Mentions: Kerrin

A somewhat familiar voice woke her from where she was beginning to sleep. "Huh?" she spoke, lifting her head up now. Then she saw his face, unsure if she was happy or upset at seeing him. She rose to her paws now, looking him in the face. "I'm back" were the only words she could think to speak. Now she didn't know how he would react, would he welcome her or chase her off?

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Kerrin | Male | 6 years | Beta

"I hadn't slept in a week; I was weak, I was awake; You'd never seen a bastard orphan more in need of a break."

Kerrin's hazel eyes widened, coupled by the stiff wag of his tail. Thoughts raced in that great cranium, whirrings of relief and confusion colliding like bumper cars. "...Cloud? Is that you?," he stammeed, his lungs beginning to work overtime. To immediate knowledge, there may not have been a time where the sire had been happier or gladder to see anyone before now and it was all he could do not to break out in excited smooches and frolic, act like a pup again. "My love... you're home. You've been gone so long and yet, you're still so beautiful." Tears welled in Kerrin's adoring eyes as he surveyed his wife's battered body, the joy of her return and his heartbreak of seeing her weak mixing like opposite hues into an ugly brown. "You're hurt. Let's get you home and too the Healer's den.