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  • The forest was still under a gray sky. The trees were bare, naked without their brilliant leaves. There was no grass or underbrush. Everything was covered in a blanket of snow. There was no sound. Every noise was muffled by the powder. Standing alone, its head to the ground as it search, the small deer had no idea it was the on menu.


    The feathery, pure-white she-wolf kept close to the ground. In spring and summer, she would never have a chance of hunting in semi-open ground like this. But in winter she blended in perfectly. She was so low the snow brushed her belly as she moved forward, step by step. Once she was within range, she struck.


    The kill was quick. Scarlet blood dyed the ground around the newly deceased deer as the hunter stood over it, panting. Giving herself a shake to rid her fur of the snow, the wolf sat down to begin to eat. This kill would feed a pack normal pack of wolves. This was just a snake for a werewolf.


    Hope Lenord was the beta female of the pack. She had been since she was sixteen, an usual age for a wolf to hold any position besides member in a pack. That had been two years ago. Now eighteen, she was still proving why she was beta. She was an excellent hunter and a fierce fighter. Few in the pack could best her in either. Perhaps this was because she had been raised as a loner, forced to provide for herself. But it also made her distant with the pack.


    Hope, still in her wolf form, stood up quickly. Someone was coming. As the figure emerged, she growled softly. She was not a fan of the new alpha.


  • OOC: I'll have images up soon, gotta find 'em.


    The new alpha gave an approving nod and smile as he approched the fae he knew to be his beta even in wolf form. He himself was in human form. "Good kill, Hope." He shifted to his own wolf form and stepped up to her. "Want me to help you bring that back to camp?"

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  • You're good.


    Hope narrowed her eyes. "I can carry it back myself. It's a small deer," she said, slight annoyance in her voice. Without waiting for him, she grabbed the deer up and began moving. She was a smaller she-wolf, and the deer dragged behind her. It left a trail of red across the white snow. Even Hope's pelt was painted red from the kill. She did not seem to care.


    Hope had never been a huge fan of his. She had often avoided him, and when she couldn't, she had given him a cold shoulder. She never talked to him longer than she had to. It had never made sense to anyone.

  • "Oh, um, okay. I guess it is kinda small..." Scar really didn't know why Hope acted the way she did towards him.

    But, he tried to agree and just did his best not to start a fight with her. So, since she didn't want his help, he went off to hunt on his own. Before he left he called back over his shoulder. "You're in charge until I come back to camp!"

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  • He's so cute!


    Hope did not respond. She never did. After an hour, she was back out again. She never stayed in the house long; it made her feel trapped. As she traveled through the forest, she kept her head up, scenting the air. She was not hunting; she was patrolling. Not scenting anything close to the pack house, she moved on.


    Reaching the border, she stopped at the river. She glanced around before drinking, constantly on alert. She never felt safe, not even within her own borders. She just hoped Scar wouldn't come around. She didn't want to deal with the so called alpha again.

  • //Thanks!


    Scar unfortunately did come around, drinking about ten or so feet away from the beta.

    He sat up and shook out his pitch black pelt before moving on with his kills in tow.

    "You were supposed to keep an eye on camp." He says gently as he walks away, towards camp.

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  • Hope suddenly jumped in front of him, blocking his path. "I left Coda in charge. You knew I was on schedule for a patrol," she snapped. There was frustration and annoyance in her strange green eyes. It was the only thing the human Hope and the wolf Hope had in common. Both had the strangest hue of green eyes. "Unless you were purposely trying to leave the borders unchecked." It was a challenge. In front of the rest of the pack, Hope respected her limit as beta. When they were alone, she challenged him at every turn. It had began shortly after she had joined the pack at twelve years old. The rest of the pack's pups at the time had respected Scar simply because he was the future alpha. Hope did not. She still didn't.

  • "No. Because I was coming to check them myself. I'm alpha, that means I can't have everyone else doing everything for me."

    Scar firmly says. He steps around Hope and starts back for camp. "At least someone responsible was left in charge." He mutters. When he gets to camp, he stes his kills down and is immediately tackled by some pups. He fends them off playfully and then goes to lay on the basking rocks, soaking up the last of the sun's rays before nightfall.



    //Sorry that this took so long! I had some IRL stuff pop up and I wasn't able to do much on here.

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  • //It's fine! Stuff happens. I'm just glad you're back. I really like this thread.


    Hope had vanished for the night. She had a habit of doing that. The sun was just being to peak through the clouds when she appeared in the kitchen. She hummed softly to some unknown tune as she fixed herself a piece of toast. She was so absorbed in what she did she noticed nothing else. Finishing with the toast and bread, she poured herself a cup of milk before sitting down at the bar to eat. She quickly gulped down her meal before standing back up. She went to the sink and began washing her dishes. She continued to hum the entire time.

  • //I do to.


    Scar had stayed up the whole night, again, and now made his appearance in the doorway of the kitchen. "Hey, Hope. Seen any of the pups today? I heard some rukus last night and now I don't see any of them anywhere." He says. "I'm kinda worried. All the nursing females are still there, but no pups."

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  • Hope glanced over her shoulder at him. "The pups? I haven't seen them since yesterday." She finished the dishes and dried her hands before turning to face him. "What time last night did you hear the rukus?" she asked. She leaned against the counter. For the first time, she was dressed in a shorts and tank top. She never wore cloths like that. She must have just woken up.

  • Scar was in his usual clothing of Black pants, t-shirt, and a belt full of knives that had just been sharpened. "Around midnight. I figured it was just them wearing the last of their energy down." Just then, one of the nursing females runs in, scared. "The pups are gone! We can't even find their scents!" Scar turns and tries to settle the woman down. "We know, we're working on it right now." The woman nods and leaves to try and find the pups. Scar turns back to Hope. "That's even worse, no scents."

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  • Hope was looking down at the ground, deep in thought. "No scent? Let's check outside. There should be some sign in the snow if they went outside. There hasn't been any fresh snow since yesterday morning." She did not want for Scar. Instead, she went directly outside. She began scanning the area, sharp eyes looking for any sign of something out of place. She walked down the stairs, but she was careful not to step in the snow yet. "Look for prints or tunnels in the snow. There should be something."

  • Scar followed her and stepped outside. He jumped up into the trees as to not step in the snow.

    He keeps looking down in the snow and calls out, "hope! Look!" when he spots something. Tracks, not pup tracks, much too big, and they don't smell like a wolf from this pack.

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  • Hope jumped into the snow, shifting into her white wolf as she did so. She walked over to the tracks, sniffing them. She growled lowly. "This wolf doesn't belong to the pack," she rumbled. She raised her head, sniffing the air. She even jumped up slightly, constantly sniffing. "The male has the pups. Their scent is faint, but its there."

  • Scar nods and drops to the ground, shifting to wolf form. He lets out a howl, calling for a few of the wolves. "Lets go get the pups back."

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  • Scar did the same, only stopping to bark an order here and there.

    Sometimes he'd order a certain few to break off slightly to search in other directions, but for the most part kept the squad together. He pulled up next to Hope and spoke up slightly. "Do you think we're dealing with a loner, or another pack?"

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  • Hope glanced at him. "Hard to say. I can tell its a male, a healthy male, but there is little else I can scent. He doesn't carry the scent of a pack wolf or a loner. It's a mixture." She slowed suddenly, then stopped. She glanced around. They were deep in the forest. "We aren't far behind him now. He's close." She perked her ears, listening for any sound.

  • Scar nodded. He perked up, continuing to try and pick up a scent. "You have a sharper nose than me." He admits quietly.

    While Hope's nose was sharper than his, Scar's ears were sharper than Hope's. He starts stalking towards a tree with a hole in the ground under it's roots. Inside is one of the younger litters of pups. "Hope, over here."

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