Starless Skies {RP Thread|Sign Ups Inside}

// hopefully we're still active...?
anyway, Rosenthal is open for interaction ^^

Rosenthal was never a heavy sleeper, but this morning he woke up later than usual. It wasn't anything drastic — sleeping twenty minutes over his usual time wasn't even an issue, really — but the large wolf felt the grogginess in his bones as he stood up and padded out of his den. Blinking to adjust his eyes to the sunlit outdoors, the lead guard stretched and then opened his mouth open wide for a loud yawn. He spotted Kiara speaking with Bone, the pack's beta, but decided that his usual morning greetings to his high-ups could wait until they were done conversing.

Rosenthal • male • bisexual; no love interests • lead guard • tags - Gene

The wolf glanced at the kill pile, hoping to spot any large game that their hunters had dragged into camp...but all he saw were the small corpses of birds, field mice, and other such rodents. The guard scowled. He knew it was against his better, really he did because he wasn't a good hunter himself — given his large frame and all — but Rosenthal couldn't stop himself from mumbling something about how the hunters were "slacking up on their job" as he began walking over to the pile.
"Good morning, Rosenthal," a voice greeted him. Rosenthal's ears perked up and he lifted his head to see Gene approaching him. The guard gave a bow in respect to his leader before greeting her as well. "Good morning, Alpha Gene." As he said this, he force himself to give a small smile to the other wolf, though he was still upset over the fact that he'd have to be a bit hungry while on duty; a small meal of mice wouldn't sustain a wolf like him for over two hours of paroling the dens of their territory and standing sentinel at them— and their territory had a lot of dens. Oh well, Rosenthal thought, better than not eating anything at all, I guess.

Rosenthal • male • bisexual; no love interests • lead guard • tags - Gene

"I, uh—" The forwardness of Gene's words had taken him off guard, and Rosenthal sputtered in response. He cursed himself for doing so moments after but gave a nod of understanding anyway. "Yes, ma'am," Rosenthal said. "Is there anything else you need of me, Alpha?" he questioned, trailing off at the end as he gave a quick glance towards the kill pile, an indication that he wanted to grab a bite to eat before hurrying to attend to his duties.

Rosenthal • male • bisexual; no love interests • lead guard • tags - open

Rosenthal took note of how the alpha strode off. Maybe she wasn't pleased with his fumbled-out response...but the larger wolf snorted once Gene was out of earshot and turned back to the kill pile. Once he reached the pile, Rosenthal sniffed around the base of it as he tried to pick the scent of something that wasn't halfway rotten because, honestly, he knew that the pack's food supply was more than a few days old. The guard found a plump mouse, immediately snatched it up in his jaws and seemingly swallowed it whole. He picked another rodent, this one smaller than the first, and proceeded to trot off towards the omegas' den area to see if any of them were up.