Zeriko | Male | 3 years, 5 months | Alpha | Location: Appalachian Pack; By the border | Mentions: Open

Claws silently scratched the stones as he walked away from the pack and paws crushing on the dead fallen leaves which made loud CRUNCH CRUNCH sounds. His golden orbs shined brightly with the rising sun as he observed the area around him and inhaled the scent of his surroundings. The scent of the Lunar Disease still lingers in the air, sickening him. He lowered his nose and he gave out a dispirited heave."Oh alpha, is there enough hope to hold on too in these hard times?" He sat down on his haunches, curling his tail around his paws. He waited for any signs or response to his question. Nothing, only the howling winds and the flying leaves were audible. He flicked his right ear, hearing the sound of running hooves thundering the forest floor. He stood on all fours and shook his thick pelt. "I hope the hunters are out in the field. Either way I must hurry back to the pack..." He ran back to the pack base, leaping over the fallen trees,stones and avoiding the jagged edges from the rocks on the ground which could wound the pads under his paws.

By the time he returned to the pack everything was nice and tranquil. He couldn't forget about the news that was delivered to him a month ago about a pack of wild and savage dogs running the forest. He let out a sigh of relief and ignored the subject. He took long strides back to his den and layed down, resting his muzzle on his paws.

(Writers block on the second paragraph xd)

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Canvas

Canvas walked through the woods. She was headed to her favorite spot, the Ice Creek. She breathed in the crisp morning air and held it before letting it out in a long quiet breath. She noticed when she breathed out, a steam cloud floated in the air. She did it again, this time she snapped at it, biting air. She did it over and over, chasing her breath the rest if the way to the creek. She jumped to get it, and landed on ice. She slipped as she tried get up and slid all the way across the creek. She laughed. The ice was a little thinner then normal, so she was caustious as she loped down stream. Then, a loud ribbit broke the cool silence. She snapped her neck to the left. A large frog sat on a rock in the sun, trying to stay warm. She dropped into the hunting crouch. She slowly stalked forward towards the unaware frog. She lunged, barley missing it. "Crap!" She giggled under breath. She chased the frog a good distance. Suddenly, the ice bellow her cracked. She froze. Lightly she stepped towards the edge before the ice gave way. She fell in, it was on,y to her belly but the water was freezing. She crawled out giggling and walked back to then pack. A deep cough rattled her body, then another. She frowned and loped home. She walked into the camp, wet and shaking.

((Sorry it's so long. ))

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Zeriko | Male | 3 years, 5 months | Alpha | Location: Appalachian Pack; Outside the alpha den | Mentions: Canvas

Zeriko raised his head, his right ear twitching. He looked outside of the den and spotted the young female, Canvas, who was only an apprentice, freezing. Her wet fur flatten against her skin, seeing pink patches. Zeriko gave out a sigh and stretched his body and shook his thick pelt before walking out of his den. He approached the young she-wolf from behind and shook his head.

"Canvas, what have you been up too? Why are you coming back here in that condition?"

Zeriko walked towards Canvas, slowly but didn't get to close. "You should dry up or you will get worst." He knew that the young apprentice was sick with the disease. He wanted to approach her and dry her himself but he knew the rules of approaching a sick creature. He stared at the apprentice, his intimidating eyes soften a bit. "You should really take great care of yourself..." He gave out a soft grin.

(this so doesn't make any sense Dx)

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Canvas

Canvas dipped her head. "Sorry sir, I was chasing a frog across the Ice Creek and I guess I ran across a thin area and it broke." She glanced at Zerikos eyes, then stared back at her paws. Another cough shook her, echoing in the clearing. A few wolves looked at her with sad eyes. It only made her more imbarassed.
((Writers block. It happens a lot to me. ))

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Molotov|Bruttius|Appalachian Pack-Somewhere in the pack(coughbecauseIknowlocationcoughcough)

Molotov shuffled a bit, moving forwards as Bruttius stumbled along. Both in a rather horrid condition, "Mom!" the ill pup whined in a weak tone, the half-dead mother turned her head. Yellow eyes holding a sickly look as she stared down at the pup, "Bruttius?" she chimed weakly as the Lunar Diseased pup tugged with a feeble grip at her tail. "We should eat! You told me Lunar Disease makes us loose appetite right?!" he said, releasing the thin coated tail from his poor hold. Her head scanned the area, looking at Canvas and Zeriko then others before Molotov let out a sigh.

She stood for a moment seeming to render her actions before moving, head hung low to the earth Bruttius shuffling after, shaking like his very life depended on it. Molotov only gave weak shivers convincing the sickened pup to rub against her as best he could when he managed to catch up with her painstaking pace.

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Avila
Avila was torn from her dream by a terrible cough. She looked out the cave opening to see Canvas, soaking wet, with Zeriko. She stepped out and saw Molotov and Bruttis getting food. She quickly trotted towards Molotov to help. "Go back to your den, I'll get you your food. I'm glad your willing to eat. It will really help. " she gave a weak smile. Grabbing a hare and a jay for the two. Without a word she hurried in to grab a few herbs. She back with them, herbs at hand. "Bruttis eat these, the should help." She handed him a sour smelling mixture, and gave the same to Molotov. Only Molotov's smelled even stronger.

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Molotov|Bruttius|Appalachian Pack-Pack base

Molotov huffed looking at the hare at her paws, Bruttius poked at the jay before leaning his head back from the sour scented herbs. He glanced at Molotov he seemed to have no issue taking her stronger scented share. Her muscles flexed in recoil at the taste of the mixture. The pup looked at the herbs, chomping down on them he forced the herbs down with a hesitant swallow.

With the herb mixture being swallowed Bruttius looked at the jay, biting into it he got himself to chow down best he could. Molotov seemed to ponder once more, a bit blank before chomping on the hare. Shaking her head a bit tearing off a chunk of the vermin, Bruttius spat out some feathers before forcing himself to bite into the jay once more. Taking a bit of bird meat and eating it. He glanced at Molotov, even his mother seemed to have a bit of difficulty chowing down on the prey, then again this is what the disease does.

Bruttius shook his head going back to chowing down on the jay, a bit determined to keep himself in s somewhat good state considering how bad his illness was. Molotov froze up for a moment mid bite, closing her eyes for a moment and opening them she continued to chow down on the hare with reluctant swallows and chomps.
((wiggles eyebrows))

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Ioa|Appalachian Pack-Beside The Alpha Den|Canvas
Ioa walked over to Canvas. "Dear Moon Mother. You ok, hun?" Ioa nudged Canvas lovingly. "Come on. Let's see if there's any food around here. And your eating, no excuses." Ioa nudged Canvas again. "Sorry to bother you, alpha." Ioa hoped he wouldn't attract attention by touching Canvas. Everyone said you shouldn't but he didn't care.

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Faye - Beta - Pack camp (whatever it's called) - Mentions: Ioa and Canvas
Faye slowly walked into the Pack's camp and stopped mid step when she saw Ioa nudge a soaked Canvas. She instantly rushed over to them and began checking Canvas over to make sure she wasn't hurt. "Canvas, what happened?" She asked. She glanced over at Ioa as her ears were briefly pinned back against her head. Although Canvas wasn't her actual pup, she didn't really like others touching her. She was quite protective over her adopted pup.

(Sorry for it being a little short)

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Ioa|Appalachian Pack-Beside The Alpha Den, Medicine Den|Canvas, Faye, Avila
Ioa backed up. "Sorry Faye. I was just trying to help. Should I leave before I do something wrong?" Ioa backed up until he ran into a tree. "Yeah I'll go. I should go tell Avila!" Ioa bounded off, quickly. He rushed into the Medicine Den, looking for Avila. "Avila, Canvas got soaked from the Ice Creek!" Ioa looked around, frantic for Avila. "What do we need?" Ioa paced back and forth, worried that Avila was sick.

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Viktor|deputy|above the pack clearing

Viktor stood atop a large stone, overlooking pack activity as he contemplated wether or not be wanted to go down to speak with their queen. He had been keeping watch over the weather for the most part, that and for enemy wolves. It was getting colder with the passing days and he worried about the packs health.

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Molotov|Bruttius|Appalachian Pack-Pack base|Mentions: Canvas, Faye, Ioa, Avila

Bruttius huffed, finishing off what he could of the jay he looked at Molotov who looked like she was going to vomit. "Do keep the food in, mom, you need the strength!" the pup spoke with a feeble voice, shuffling a bit closer to his birth mother. Resting his head into her foreleg, watching her jaws as they bit at what remained of the hare. bone some torn up flesh, skin, and muscle. Eventually she reeled her head back looking directly at the sky before allowing her self to fall over, "Mom!" Bruttius yelped.

The ill pup relaxed a bit when Molotov shifted, forcing her trembling digits to support her as she adjusted into a lay. Seeing her mere exhaustion Bruttius sat, looking towards Faye and Canvas. Ioa stalked off to Avila's den, maybe he could go over and try to chat with Canvas when Faye decided to leave her alone? then again he might get shooed off because he might "make it worse". The pup sighed, looked at Molotov who's head now rested on her paws. ears loped back. Exhaustion and Lunar Disease made her look like she died while he wasn't looking, the only thing that signaled him was the occasional blinks and heaving of her sides.

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Canvas

Canvas felt like pathetic pup. "I'm fine Ioa. Just a little wet, that's all" she said softly. She noticed Faye walk up, 'great, now your in for it.' She thought, knowing protective her adoptive mother could be. When Faye walked up, just to be funny, she shook as hard as she could, spraying the cold water everywhere. Canvas laughed at Faye, "Now we're both wet!" She smiled playfully.

Avila

Avila finished with Motolov and Bruttis before heading back into her den. She heard Ioa call her name. She turned around. "Yes?" She said, then listened to him. "Give her these. " she nudged the same sour smelling herbs towards Ioa. She also added a rank smelling flower to the bundle. "This should help. Also lay moss in the warmest part of camp, when it's warm have her lay stretched out on it to help her dry. We don't have herbs for wet wolves." She smiled. Then she spoke softly, "Canvas has a chance. It's a small one, but it's still a chance." She looked at Ioa warmly.

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Zeriko | Male | 3 years, 5 months | Alpha | Location: Appalachian Pack; Pack Base later on, above the pack clearing (Shrugs) | Not Infected | Mentions: Canvas, Ioa,Molotov,Bruttius, Avila, Viktor

Zeriko nodded,forgiving her. "It's alright, Canvas." Zeriko paused for a moment to look around the area. "Now, where is Avila?" He caught Avila's white pelt rushing over towards one of the queens, Molotov, and the young pup, her son, Bruttius. Before he could ask Canvas to follow him, Ioa (what rank is he in?) came around nudging Canvas. Zeriko couldn't help but stare desperately at the two. He was taken out from his gloomy state when Ioa pardon himself of his action, touching Canvas, who was sick with the Lunar Disease. "No, it's alright... Just make sure you wash up, I don't want the Lunar Disease be transfer to the rest of the pack. I have already lost a member to this horrible disease." It hurt him talking like this to them but it had to be told either in actions or words. Before Zeriko trotted away, his attention was turned back to his beta, Faye, who came rushing over touching her pup. Zeriko let out a heavy sigh. He looked over his shoulder and gave out a gentle bark. "Faye, take your daughter to Avila. After that wash up, I know it sounds harsh but I don't want you getting infected. Understood?" Without another word he padded away without another glance. It had to be done. He couldn't afford having another member get sick with this hell of a disease. He followed the scent of his deputy, willing to speak to him in private. Once he was led to him he gave out a bark of greeting and approached him at his side. "Good thing your alone. I want to speak to you alone. And I know my reputation as alpha will become quite low with my wolves in the Appalachian Pack." He didn't look a his deputy, his eyes, like stone, stared at his pack with a hint of woe.

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Bruttius|Molotov|Appalachian Pack-Pack Base|Mentions: Zeriko, Faye, Canvas, Avila, Ioa

Bruttius sighed, turning away from his mother, she did have a tendency to vomit a bit in her sleep, not like he was free from it either. The pup stood, shuffling a bit before moving fully on digits that shuddered beneath him. The pup, loosing the young coat of black revealing the common grey wolf pelt, moved along towards Avila's den. Freezing when he caught glimpse of Zeriko leaving straining to here what Zeriko had said to Faye and Canvas. With a huff he continued onwards. Entering Avila's den his head held low when he noted Ioa was in here too, mostly refusing to make eye contact with the two wolves.

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