The Pack of Whitewater River//Roleplay Thread!//Sign-up Link Inside

OOC: This is the product of my bored mind, needing stimulus after 7 hours of school. Sorry for anything overly described.

Splash couldn't stop running. He didn't know why he was running, or where to, only that he must. Trees blurred on either side of him, and branches scratched his flank, but the forest was eerily silent. Splash made no sound as he ran, nor did anything else. With a shock, he realized that for the first time in his life, Splash couldn't hear Whitewater River. It was a minor thing, but something that made the pup extremely uneasy. The River was a constant white noise in and around camp, and the absence of that noise made him feel weak and alone. Splash was rapidly growing tired, and he could now hear one sound in this muted forest: The huffing breath of something large, coming closer. Fear gave him a short boost, but it didn't last long. Just as he felt like collapsing, the pup ran full-speed into a small, brown pelt. The two wolves went tumbling a short ways, before Splash scrambled to his feet, breathing heavy from his sprint through the woods. With a shock, the brown pup realized that the wolf he had run into was Rabbit. Except, this wasn't the Rabbit Splash remembered. This Rabbit looked thin and sickly, normally sleek brown pelt ravaged by disease. There was a dull light in his eyes, and the sick pup stepped forwards menacingly. "Going somewhere, Splash?" Rabbit had often said this when they'd played together, to try and intimidate him. Usually it hadn't bothered the pup. Now it did. "You were just about to miss playtime."
Suddenly, Splash was surrounded by his dead family, all looking as sickly as Rabbit. He spotted his mom, her eyes holding anger they had never shown in life, and his older brother, tongue lolling and blood-lust visible in his eyes. "No!" Splash backed away, only to run into his dad, who grinned menacingly, and lunged. Just before the large brute hit him, Splash's vision went black. It took the pup almost a minute to realize that he was in the Pup Den. He'd simply woken up from a nightmare. As his gaze adjusted to the darkness, Splash saw that his nest was spread all over the den, probably thrown there by thrashing paws. I'll get it later He decided, and wandered out into the Sun-lit clearing, images of his dream still haunting his vision.

OOC: willow, the loners are getting acquitted with the pack. Splash is having disturbing dreams, Dove is frustrated with her wolves......Idk, miss anything? Rain is starting to crush on song, I think. Also, Daciana, if its ok with you, I think it'd be cool if Splash saw Feather like a surrogate mom. But, I'll leave it up to you. If you nix the idea, I'll just change his perspective a bit. :)

IC: Splash did a double take as he passed by the new wolf. Had she said something to him? Seeing that she was occupied trying to get Flame's attention, he meandered over to where Feather lay. Splash would never admit it, but the she-wolf's presence always had a calming effect on him. He lay down with a sigh, wordlessly snuggling into the hunter's side. Splash was still tired, almost more so than when he went to sleep earlier, but struggled to stay awake. Staying awake meant no dreams. Instead, he focused on Feather's scent, breathing it in an out, instantly more relaxed.

OOC: Just FYI, I will be gone this evening to around midday Sunday. Keep RPing, but I just won't be here. :) Also, Sorry for the short post. Low muse, not much time.

IC: Splash glanced up at Blight, slight panic in his eyes at the thought of confronting his dreams again. "No!" He practically shouted. "I mean, I-I'm good." The tense pup curled up tighter, and once again concentrated on Feather.

OOC: Hey, I have to say goodbye for the weekend, but I'll be back Sunday. Enjoy the Rp! (Also, I really like how i described falling asleep in this passage. Idk why, but it sounds cool in my mind. Hope ya'll like it, too! )

Splash glanced up at Feather, grateful for her interjection. "Thanks" He muttered. With a slight shock, Splash realized that the sun was on it's descent, and, already, the clouds had a faint pink hue. He hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was reminding him loudly. The pup knew he should eat, but he lacked the motivation to get up and do so. Its fine. He told himself. I can eat tomorrow, and besides.... The pup's thoughts were interjected by a long yawn. Its so comfortable here...No! Splash berated himself, snapping his eyes open. I halfta....stay....awake. He gave another halfhearted attempt to stay up, but knew it was helpless. The day had been busy, full of new experiences, and not all of them good. And, like any normal pup, Splash needed plenty of sleep, even if he didn't want the dreams that came with it. So, with a small snore, He fell into sleep's black embrace, tumbling through the endless expanse, all while not budging from his tightly curled position by Feather's side.