((:I'll make another character, a beta male:))

Moving from the peep hole in their makeshift door, Rolph turned around hearing more movement inside their concrete shelter. The older dog tried to smile, seeing the life coming up, but his heart would not allow it. His face softened anyway, and he padded back nodding to Shiloh as he went, and headed off to go check and make sure of the defenses. Even though they were underground, the structure obvious had some instabilities after the years of weather and neglect. Better safe than sorry, and it wasn't like he was busy anyway.

Seeing as she'd finished her meal a minute again, Honey cleaned her place dutifully, though it wasn't exactly the cleanest living enviornment anyway, and got up, shaking her fur, now crushed against her, back comfortably out. She saw that Maddy had emerged and walked to her,
"Hey, how are you? There didn't seem to be anyone injured from the hunt this morning, thank goodness, but it must get kind of boring. Do you have a good stock still?"

Drifting in and out of conciousness, Goliath would sometimes twitch his paws and whimper in face instead of sound, or softly puff what would have otherwise been a bark had his voice been of use, and others he would lazily pull apart his eyelids one after the other, smack his chops and wiggle himself in the dirt. He glanced around and saw what was rousing him- others awaking- but felt no need to rise again with them. He'd drift back off just the same, waiting for a time when he was needed.









