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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Quillion, Ryker
Shadow nods. "very well. I'll be by your side tomorrow morning then. And just know, you can always call on me for help." They pause a moment, seeming to struggle internally with a thought. Reaching an apparent conclusion, Shadow leans over and licks Quillion's cheek affectionately. "Be careful out there Quill, come back to me safely." They nod to Fang and Aramis before heading towards their den.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Camp
Mentions: Fang, Quillon, Shadow, and Saint

Aramis muttered a thank you to Fang, falling silent as she lifted her nose high, nostrils twitching as she scented the air. At once, an unfamiliar scent reached her nose— a dog, and by how faint the scent was, a bit farther off. A little too close for comfort, though. She thought, turning to look at Fang to notify him of said scent, but once seeing him sniff the air as well, she figured he already caught on. Fair enough. They'd best tell Quillon and Shadow to go in the direction of it once they come back. Speaking of which— Ara's gaze softened at the sight of Quillon as he finally noticed her, her straight tail giving a small wag in return of his. The corners of her lips twisted slightly in the slightest of smiles as she leaned over to brush her cold, black nose against the fur along his cheek briefly. Pulling away from him, she fixed him with a curious gaze. "What were you and Shadow talking about, hm?" Her words almost sounded like a tease, her head cocking to the side slightly as she strode beside her brother. Her voice was somewhat hushed, hopefully so that Shadow wouldn't hear her nosy inquiry, nodding to the dark furred canine as they reached the three of them.
"I won't let something like that happen to you again."
Ara's eyes flashed in confusion at what Shadow was saying, understanding what they meant once she followed their gaze to Quillon's mangled ear. Aramis's lean frame noticeably stiffened at the implication, and while they, nor Fang would probably notice the change in Ara, Quillon might be able to sense the air of unease that radiated from her at the comment. While it was true, no one would want something like that happening again, it was a very sudden reminder of a very sensitive memory Aramis deeply despises. "I'm no longer who I once was, and I won't allow anyone else to fight my battles-" She finally stirred as Quillon spoke. "-but I do appreciate the support. I'll take as much of it as I can get." It was what her brother next said that brought a look of surprise and shock on her pretty features.

"Besides, I've grown a lot since then. I think Isa realizes that, too. She would have a fight on her paws-" Aramis's narrowed head spun around to his direction, floppy ears raised slightly. "She would have a fight on her paws? She repeated in a painfully familiar sharp tone, fixing Quillon with a hard, but not angry, stare, her brows furrowing in question. By the look on his face, it seemed like Quillon didn't mean to say that either, which only concerned Aramis further. Sure yes, Quillon loathes Isa, as he should, but Aramis never could have thought he would genuinely feel like attacking their leader— and mother. Especially not in a scarce time like this. Was Aramis opposed to that idea? That's something she can't answer quite yet. She'd rather nobody be fighting, in all honesty.
Her jaws stayed shut as Shadow said their fair wells, watching as she rasped her tongue over her bothers cheek. Had Aramis been in a lighter mood, she would have teased Quillon about it once Shadow was out of earshot, but she only nodded to Shadow solemnly as they turned back to camp.
"We'll all be fine Shadow, don't fret." She said, watching Shadow pad off before Quillons voice reached her ears "Are we ready to go?" Aramis nodded, what Quillon previously let slip clearly still on her mind as she picked up the pace. She forced the tension away with a brisk shake that went through her head to her tail, turning to look at Quillon and Fang thoughtfully. "We'd best try to find something to catch, Isa almost had my tail back in camp about it." She hummed. "And, while you and Shadow were talking— me and Fang caught a scent. A loner, I presume. Right?" She added looking at Fang expectantly.

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Name: Saint|Location: Insurgent territory border|Mentions: Ryker

The hulking dog had been sniffing delicately around, standing juuuust outside of Insurgent’s territory as she snuggled around for food. But, with the sudden appearance of the pup, she shifted forwards, easily stepping right over the puppy, continuing her endless search for food. As she snuffled around, she spoke in that deep, rumbly voice of hers. “Back again, pup? Didn’t I tell you it was dangerous? Some dogs are cannibals in these parts,” she chuckled, another weak attempt to terrorize the poor puppy as she flashed her teeth in a grin.

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Quillion, Aramis, Fang
Shadow padded into their den, expecting to find Ryker lounging around on their fur pallet, however, when they arrive, the den is empty and there is a scent trail suggesting Ryker left camp again. There are no other scents around, so no one forced her to leave, but it's still worrying. Shadow decides to put off working on their den expansions until Ryker has returned. Something doesn't feel right about this situation however, and Shadow has learned to trust their instincts, so they return to Quillion's group with their ears laid back and their tail stiff. "Ryker is missing, she's not in our den, and the trail she left suggests that she left camp again, but I didn't see her. I'm worried, Quill, would you help me look for her?" Shadow's eyes are wild as their gaze darts around the camp, as frantic as anyone's ever seen them.

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Reo | Abolition Scout | Location: Abolotion Camp | Mentions: [Direct] Ferrer [Indirect] Mavy and the pups.

The canine's ears twitched as he stirred awake at last. Eyes slowly opened to adjust to the light of the sun--only to find out there wasn't too much sun, to begin with. Reo's eyes now fully open and head up, he noticed that dusk was already approaching. The dog sighed and stood up, shaking all the debris off his body. He had scouted the land the previous night and had hoped to wake up early today to scout for the afternoon. But alas, his ideal plan did not happen. 'I suppose I can just scout tonight as well. Maybe I can ask one of the other members to wake me up tomorrow when the sun comes up.' Usually the dog was quite meticulous for his work but he assumed fatigue overwhelmed him last night.

Leaving his den, the brown canine sniffed around for any possible signs of disturbance or news. Scents of new puppies wafted into his nose and Reo assumed Mavy had her pups already. 'Good for her.' The dog smiled to himself. With the thought in his head, Reo decided to ask Ferrer how it all went. It seemed the process went fine but he wanted to ask the healer himself about it. Trotting over to the apothecary, the dog sat down in front of it. He was careful to not intrude the room in case the other canine wanted some privacy.

"Good morni--er well, good afternoon Ferrer! I noticed Mavy had her pups today. Did everything go well?" Reo asked as his tail lightly thumped the ground. Perhaps he should check up on Mavy personally too whenever he gets the chance. However, that may have to wait until tomorrow considering the dog still needs to eat a light snack before going on the night patrol.

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Name: Fang | Location: Insurgent's Camp | Mentions: Quill, Aramis

"Only 'Quill'? There must be some favoritism going on here." Fang teased, his gaze drifting to Aramis. "Yes indeed, it seems like there's another loner in our territory." he replied with a low rumbling sound. Tail twitching and body stiff.

//this is also half-assed LMAO

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Camp | Mentions: Quillion, Aramis, Fang
Shadow's ear twitched in annoyance. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you somehow magically knew that I decided to adopt Ryker this morning. You're more than welcome to accompany me, more dogs means more chances of finding her." Shadow dipped their head to Fang and Aramis, a tinge of desperation coating their voice after the sarcasm disappeared.

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Name: Ryker|Location: Insurgent's camp|Mentions: Saint

"I mean, if you eat me, i'm just going to say that I don't taste good. I taste really gross, and I get gassy." Ryker said as she looked up at Saint. "You kinda stink like the city and garbage.." she muttered softly as she sniffed Saint. She pulled her head back, gagging a tad bit before looking back at the camp. "I don't know if my mommy will like you, Isa might try to hurt you and she's scary when she wants to be"

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name: Silo|location: insurgent's camp|mentions: none
Silo walked quietly through the insurgent camp hoping to find a quite place to rest, hoping no one would have any medical needs for at least an hour

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Name: Shadow | Location: Insurgent Territory | Mentions: Quillion, Aramis, Fang
Shadow followed on Quillion's heels, careful not to overstep into his personal space. "Thank you so much, I can only imagine what might have happened to her...." They shiver, a sign of how overwhelming their worry really is. They quickly step up to Quillion again, nudging his side to get his attention, "You don't think the loner would have... eaten her, do you?" Their eyes widen in panic at the thought and they quickly shook their head. "I can't think about that or I'll break.... keep the others away from me if my wall cracks, ok? I couldn't bear it if I hurt them." Every part of Shadow that can droop is, their ears, their tail, even their steps are heavier with thoughts unwanted.

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Name: Fang | Location: Insurgent's Camp | Mentions: Ryker

Fang, he wanted to share the same worry. But would that ruin how everyone sees him? No-longer the sympathy-less all-business stubborn scout? Hah. A single pup isn't much of a loss, or was that cruel? He couldn't tell, black or white, cruel or merciful. "I can't think about that or I'll break.... keep the others away from me if my wall cracks, ok? I couldn't bear it if I hurt them." The words made him shudder. Pebbles slid beneath his paws as he walked, "You guys should hurry up if you don't want Ryker being dead meat." He told the others irritated, tail drooped as he walked. He denied that he was worried to a part of his mind, but he knew himself he was lying.

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Name: Saint|Location: Insurgent territory border|Mentions: Ryker

She hummed, leaning close, and opting to nip the teeny animal's flank, though it was more of a joking nibble than an actual bite. No pressure was even applied. But that swirling, almost predatory gait of hers as her long legs paced circles around the pup, seemingly stepping off the bullying for the moment. "I don't care much for packs, young'un," she drawled. "Why else ya think I stayed this far out of your territory? Isa can stick it, whoever she is. I could be certain she wouldn't like me, if the things I hear from m'friends are anything to go by," she snorted again, seeming to delight in the thought of teasing the pack by just skirting the edges of their territory. "I'm just happy to find a bite to eat 'round here," she murmured, voice turning sage as she nodded her head, perky ears flopping.

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Aramis | Insurgent Scout | Location: Insurgent Territory
Mentions: Fang, Quillon, Shadow, Ryker, and Saint

Aramis's pace had quickened considerably once being notified of Ryker's absence, her head low to the ground as she worked to snuff out the pup's scent trail. She listened silently as the others exchanged words, the majority of her attention honed onto the task at hand— er, paw.
"You guys should hurry up if you don't want Ryker being dead meat." Aramis paused at the brute's impatient tone, fixing him with a hard glare. "We'e going as quick as we can right now, Fang. She hasn't been gone long, so there's a high possibility shes fine, not dead meat. Besides, rushing won't do us any better." She huffed bluntly to the other scout, silently hoping she was right as she returned her nose to the ground. Ryker had just been in camp when Aramis woke up, which wasn't too long ago, so she hadn't had gotten up to too much, right? Finally, Aramis came cross Ryker's fresh trail, the spotted dame stopping in her tracks as her raised over her back just as a forepaw raised from the ground slightly. The pups scent seemed to be descending in the same direction that the loner's was coming from, the realization pricking the fur along her spine and shoulders with unease. Her head swivled back towards the others behind her, but she was cut off before she could speak by Shadow.
"You don't think the loner would have... eaten her, do you?" The panicked look looked foreign on the wolf-dogs face, Aramis speaking up in a reassuring tone. "If she were to be attacked, we would have heard a cry for help, no? Winter hasn't properly been set in yet, so prey wouldn't be that scarce for a loner to turn on their own." She paused to rid the dust her nostrils had picked up with a snort. "That being said, I caught the pups scent. It seems she's going in the same direction as the loner. Her tone noticeably darkened at this news, though.

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