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.|Stixx | Insurgent - Abolition Border | Mentions: Aramis, Rye (Half Direct) Shatter (Direct)|.

.Stixx gave a whimper and looked out of the bush towards the other dogs, his ears pricked, he then yelped again, his neck ached when he moved it. Stixx lay down in front of Shatter and also now being able to be seen by the other dogs.

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Reo | Abolition Scout | Location: Abolition | Mentions: None, Open for interaction :D

Winter began shortly after the death of one of his packmates. Reo took it as a sign; the world was grieving for the newly passed mother. A long blizzard occurred for at least for a few days and it was tough to do his job during the past week. The canine stepped out of his warm den to meet frosty air. He blinked several times to adjust to the harsh change of temperature and looked around the camp. It seemed everyone was doing well. The short-haired canine shivered as a light breeze passed. Why must he be born with such a short coat. Reo basically froze to death as each winter passed. He often slept in the dens of larger dogs with wooly coats to hopefully share the warmth surrounding their bodies. Albeit, the dog often gets embarrassed when he asks to do so. Speaking of dogs with short coats, Reo thought of the newly born pups. Poor things were born in the winter; he hoped they were okay. However, he knows Ferrer is taking great care of them.

Reo set off towards the food pile to nab a small mouse. He gobbled the rodent quickly so he could get on with his duty for today. He hopes to bring at least the same amount of food he just ate, but of course, more would be better. He wasn't a skilled hunter like some of the warriors are but he knows what to do for the littler prey. The light brown canine started trotting towards one side of the territory. The snow on the ground was thick, enough to make his small paws sink through with each step. The sighthound had some trouble with making his way through the snow but he took quick steps to battle the difficulties. Finally, the dog reached a good destination and put his snout in the air. Taking a big sniff, the scents of rabbits filled his nostrils. He would trust his eyes to find the rabbits but it seemed too far away, at least for now. His feet started to feel a bit numb from just standing there so he kept shifting all his legs occasionally. With the smell of the rabbit, he headed off in hopes that it wasn't in a deep burrow. Who knows, maybe the sighthound could reach it with his lanky body.

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Shatter| Loner| Insurgent/Abolition Borders| Mentions- Rye, Stixx, Aramis

The black wolf dog gave him a suspicious glance. ‘Are you following me?’ She said quietly, her eyes narrow. ‘I see you everywhere.’ Her sleek black fur kept her camouflaged in the shadows between the ice-covered trees.

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.|Stixx | Insurgent - Abolition border | Mentions: Rye, Aramis (Not Directly) Shatter (Directly)|.

.Stixx Whined in pain, his neck really hurt, "N-no, i'm probably just at the right place right time to meet you... I'm not stalker" He said quietly yet suspiciously.

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Shatter| Loner| Insurgent:Abolition Borders| Mentions- Rye, Stixx, Aramis

Shatter raised her brows at him. ‘Okay,’ She said in a disbelieving tone. She sniffed at him. ‘You exasperating creature, get up so I can see what you’ve done to yourself.’ She poked him with her paw none too gently. She heard someone address her and she jumped back with her fur bristling.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Border
Mentions: Rye, Shatter, Stixx (Directly)

"I am from Abolition! Well, not from here, but they are like my family now." Aramis eventually took a step forward to where she was previously, gazing at the brutes tail as it picked up pace. In all honesty, he reminded her of a puppy, she really couldn't see how he could be a real danger. Not saying he was weak, Aramis could tell he was well built, his size also being a plus, but he was just... too friendly to imagine being a formidable threat. Him not being pack-born must've been a reason for that.
"Ah, I see." She'd mutter, nodding her head slightly. Never would she outwardly admit this, but she found herself not minding the others company. Er— if you could call it company. He was nice at least, which was rare to come across, especially from Abolition during this time. It was a relief not having to bare fangs for the millionth time by the border. It couldn't hurt to make a little bit of a conversation? He told her he was just checking out the scent borders, and when she spotted him he seemed more interested in the clouds than anything nefarious, and because of that, Aramis believed him. Even if it felt a little wrong, Aramis doubted it was worthy of chasing him off. Or she was just telling herself all of that to make her feel better about being so 'friendly' to someone from another pack. Who knows.

"It would be a pity not to stop and appreciate the clouds on such a nice day." Aramis failed to notice the soft smile that creeped onto her features at the brutes laugh, her head cocking to the side as a brow furrowed. This? A nice day? Aramis could freeze her paws off if she stayed out for more than a few hours. If he considered today a nice day, she was curious on what he found a sunny day to be. She could slightly understand why he felt that way though, he's been graced with long, thick fur that Aramis lacked. She almost found herself jealous of the fact.
"You call this a nice day? Sorry, but I beg to differ." Her tone was lighthearted, her words no longer coming out in wary growls and huffs. "I'm Aramis, and you?" She'd pause as the brutes gaze shifted away from her, a sudden yep from further behind her making her jump, whirling around with her hackles raised and legs stiff. Her gaze pinned onto Stixx, relaxing her muscles with a small huff. With everything going on with her brothers, Aramis had gotten significantly more skittish and flighty, which irritated her to the fullest. She didn't have a huge ego, but it still hurt it.

"Are they a part of your pack as well?" Aramis didn't turn her head to look at Rye as he spoke, only flicking an ear in his direction to indicate that she heard him. "Yes- he is." She said, about to call out for the other dog before she took in how he was still lying sprawled on the ground. Looking closely, it looked like he wa injured- but not only that, just a few feet away Aramis noticed a bush shivering rather suspiciously, catching a glimpse of black and white fur. This would only cause Aramis's frame to stiffen once again, floppy ears flattening to her head.
"One of them is-" She'd suddenly add to what she said previously, her hackles raising once again as she let a commanding bark tear from her throat.
"If you think you're hidden you're mistaken, mongrel. Reveal yourself."

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Shatter| Loner| Insurgent/Abolition Borders| Mentions- Aramis, Rye, Stixx

Shatter stood tall and stepped out with an unconcerned, serene expression. White speckles of snow dotted her back. She looked down her snout at the other dogs, but said nothing. Her eyes ran over them coldly, fat from friendly.

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Name: Jet | Location: Insurgent territory |Mentions: Quillon
:he sniffed and perked and bounded over slightly:
"QUILLON!!!"
:he said enthusustically. his tail wagging swiftly, immediately his disposition changed:

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Quillion (Indirectly), Mariah (Directly)
Shadow shivered as their paws sunk into deeper snow. "I hope we find him soon, it's freezing out here. He probably had to hole up somewhere like we did during that snowstorm." They looked over at the trail Mariah was digging through the deep snow with their tiny body. "You're probably warmer than I am right now."

Shadow took a moment to glance at their surroundings, taking note of the towering structures that surrounded them and the alleyways that were filled with snowbanks. "This is the place where Ryker left us to go with Saint. I don't see any pawprints, but he may have passed through here before the storm."

Shadow moved closer to Mariah and took a deep breath through their nose, checking the scents against their mental catalogue of their packmates. "I think it's him, but he smells... different. Let's go make sure he's alright."

Name: Mariah | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Quillion (Indirectly), Shadow (Directly)
Mariah was warm as she moved through the snow, her smaller size forcing her to dig, but the snow surrounding her keeping her warm. "I'm sure we'll find him eventually sweetheart, your Quillion is a strong one, he wouldn't let himself be beaten by a little snow." She poked her nose up for a moment, ensuring that she was still going the right direction. "That is true young one, and I've been seeing rabbit burrows as well, so we'll eat well tonight."

Mariah was unsure why Shadow has asked her to accompany them on their search for their love, Quillion, but she was more than happy to help. "Hold on a moment Shadow, I smell someone. I think it's your man's brother, Jet, was it? The crippled one?"

Name: Slate | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Open
Slate was glad that Shadow had told him before they left to go find Quillion, however, he wished it wouldn't take them so long. He stood in the entryway to camp, waiting for them to return.

Name: Likaen | Location: Den (Abolition Camp) | Mentions: Open
Likaen, having a very thin, short coat, was spending much of his time curled up in his den, trying to keep warm.

Name: Luxnas | Location: Den (Abolition Camp) | Mentions: Open
Luxnas had spent the majority of the snowstorm curled up in his den and was glad to be able to move around outside again. He shook out his coat before padding towards the entrance to camp.

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Name: Jet | Location: Insurgent teritory |Mentions: Qullon

:he bounded sniffing his brother ver for a moment:
'i can see i know! so the two legs had taken me! the naked furs ya know? they helped me! i can move i can see!"
:he said and spun in a circle to show him:

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Shatter| Loner| Insurgent/Abolition Borders| Mentions- Aramis, Rye, Stixx

A brisk, cold wind blew through her fur and Shatter shivered despite herself. Her silky black and white fur wasn't nearly thick enough to stop the wind completely. She still didn't say a thing, taking in their expressions and postures. One looked quite a bit more aggressive than the other, who looked mostly worried. She kept her expression carefully neutral, waiting for them to make the first move.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Border
Mentions: Rye, Shatter, Stixx (Directly)

Aramis leered at the other dame suspiciously, her eyes wandering over the ribs that poked out through her sides. Poor thing looks like she hasn't in days. Aramis thought, finally looking up at the maidens face as she glared at Rye and her coldly. It seemed as though Stixx was acquainted with her as well, based on how coolly he reacted to her presence, and if she saw correctly, it looked like he said something to her as well. She fixed the rottweiler mix with a furrowed brow, before she'd speak out to the loner, still turned away from Rye. She had to admit, being the only one that seemed just a bit bothered by the loners presence was uncomfortable.
"State your business in our territory. She said simply, her tone not as harsh as it was before. The sight of how sickly thin the other looked made her pity the thing, but not only that, it worried her. If she was that thin looking, how would Quillon or maybe even Jet look like in these conditions? Aramis already assumes that transitioning to living alone after being a pack dog the majority of your life would be difficult, even more so in a harsh winter like this. Thinking of Quillon looking almost as thin as that made her chest tighten, and so she rid the thought with a shake of her head. SHe just hopes he— or more unlikely, Jet— was okay.

Turning to look at Rye once again, she immediately noticed that he had come much closer, a step away from crossing over the border. Aramis looked alarmed at first, and she would have assumed he was going to attack if it weren't for the fact he seemed just as calm as he was before, if not a little worried as he gazed at the loner. Because of that, Aramis didn't make no move away or closer to him, instead watching him a little warily before she'd turn her attention back to the other maiden.

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Shatter| Loner| Insurgent/Abolition Border| Mentions- Aramis, Rye, Stixx

Shatter was quiet for a moment, then she spoke in a rather friendly voice. 'I was merely moving on to a place a little while away that is not in either of your territories.' Despite her pleasant tone, her eyes were intense, as if daring them to give her an excuse to attack them. She shook the snow off of her back, then met all of their eyes with no fear.

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