Tawnyeagle smiled faintly, stretching to lick his back. Turning back towards Sweetbird, he tilted his head." Something wrong?" He meowed.
Cowspots rose awkwardly when he was done, licking his lips." Thanks for having me, but I have to go." He apologised, heading towards the exit.
OOC: Myc is the golden brindle, and Adler is the darker brindle. 8)
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Kamen
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---
"Stop and stare,
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere.
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared,
But I've become what I can't be, oh.
Stop and stare,
You start to wonder why you're here not there,
And you'd give anything to get what's fair,
But fair ain't what you really need.
Oh, you don't need."
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Kamen considered this for a moment. Again, this could be considered foolish, but was it worth it?... It would be, he was sure. The Irish terrier dipped his head, a relieved grin spreading across his wiry maw." Okay. If- If we do have pups nobody has to know until you want." He assured. He felt a shiver rip up his spine, and he stretched quickly, wanting to chase the pesky nerves away.
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Myc & Adler
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"If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go.
‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars,
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours,
The fear, the fear of falling apart"
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Adler stiffened, her amber oculars dilating." Myc." The hiss was low and stiff, obviously meaning business. The lean golden brindled brute looked to his sister, tilting his head." What?" His voice was innocent and full of life as always. Myc shoved her little brother suddenly, forcing him into an alley. Before he could protest too much, Adler made sure to cover his mouth, not wanting to draw any attention. He raised an 'eyebrow' in confusion, and she shook her head. There was soft growling, slurred, and Adler really didn't want Myc to see this. Their brother lumbered past the alley, not distinguishing Adler and Myc's scent from the trash and blood they were already surrounded by. Seeing the danger past, the dominant femme got off of her brother, looking around." Stupid Rotters." She muttered. Myc stumbled to his paws, looking rather indignant." We could've fought off a couple of Rotters!" He protested. Ignoring his complaints, Adler started to assess if there was any resting spots in or close to this alley. She had noticed something though, and she quietly muttered," There's an awful lot of dogs in this city..."
"...That's good." Tawnyeagle murmured, looking away to scan the camp entrance.
Tawnyeagle looked to Sweetbird again, tilting his head slightly." What?" His voice was soft, though tinged with curiosity.
OOC: I am so sorry for my long absences... My muse has gone down considerably for everything, and I deeply apologise. I'll write when I can, but it will probably be exclusively on the weekend.
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Kamen
[size=9pt]
"Stop and stare,
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere.
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared,
But I've become what I can't be, oh.
Stop and stare,
You start to wonder why you're here not there,
And you'd give anything to get what's fair,
But fair ain't what you really need.
Oh, you don't need."[/size]
(Sure, about the time skip. ;) )
Kamen rested on the dusty drapes, his head on his paws. His tail thumped slightly against the ground, and he was obviously in deep thought. There was a mixture of fear and excitement about Rizzo having pups, but he was sure everything would turn out fine. Raising his head, his gaze went back to Rizzo." Do you-" He hesitated, licking his maw anxiously before continuing." Do you think I'll be a good father?"
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Acacia
[size=9pt]"Pick it up, pick it all up.
And start again.
You've got a second chance,
you could go home.
Escape it all.
It's just irrelevant."
Acacia remained in her corner, though her ears were pricked intently. This... Caspian fellow. Surely what he said couldn't be true? Shuddering slightly, Acacia retreated even further into the corner, her back pressed firmly against the walls.
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[size=18]Myc & Adler
[size=9pt]"If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go.
‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars,
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours,
The fear, the fear of falling apart"[/size]
[font=times new roman]N/A
OOC: I would like to join the new thread! Despite my now constant low muse, I don't want to throw away these characters I have. ;_;
Tawnyeagle looked surprised- pleasantly so, in fact. Scooting closer, he licked Sweetbird's ears gently." Of course." He murmured." I love you too."
OOC: I know. ;u;
IC: Tawnyeagle felt a purr rumbling in his own chest, and sighed in bliss. For now, it seemed as though all was well. Would it stay that way?
I'm here. 8)
Name:
"I'm Laika. And you are?..."
Gender:
"Female... Since you couldn't tell..."
Age:
"I'm around four years old now."
Rank:
"Delta."
Appearance;
Laika is a grey and white femme with a solid presence to her. Her eyes are a pale blue, though they seem grey some days. Underneath her thick fur she has many thick scars, mainly on her back. Her tail is thick and bushy, almost like a rudder. Her double coat isn't very efficient when wet, as it gets soggy easily.
Personality:
"...Why don't you just try to talk to me?"
Reserved
Laika is definitely reserved, and hates to intrude. She is fine being alone, happy in fact. She tries to simply blend into the crowd, though that rarely works. Her sister struggles to make her a bit more social, but Laika doesn't understand why being alone is such a bad thing.
Sarcastic
When she does speak, the words are usually harsh. Laika has a bitter tongue in most cases, and isn't afraid to use it. The words are hurtful, particularly to Rowan, Laika's timid sister. Laika hates to be so rude, but she feels as though it's the only way.
Broken
The reason Laika strikes out is because she doesn't want anyone to get hurt. She doesn't want anyone to get emotionally attached to her, because she never knows what's going to happen. Her spirit is beaten down because of her past, which explains her low self esteem. Though she may act like she's a rough and dominant dog, Laika puts on that act so she isn't bullied.
Determined
Laika is determined to make her way in life, wanting to be completely independent- of course, it's hard to do that when your little sister is tagging along the whole way. In all honesty, Laika loves her sister, but she would like to be alone occasionally. Laika likes leading the way, blazing the trail, you could say.
History:
"You don't really care, do you?"
Laika lived with her mother and siblings in a small barn until nine weeks of age. At nine weeks old, a young boy and his father came and chose Laika, taking her away from the happy life she had been living. Laika was supposed to be the boy's sled dog, but during the summer, the boy was sent away. The father started to train Laika harshly, and if she didn't do it write, he would beat her with a heated piece of metal. When she was a year and a half old, she escaped, stumbling around the town in a daze. After a short while, she found a small pack. She lived with them, but was treated harshly, and called horrible things. Finally, she gave up on them and started looking for another pack. She was amazed when she found Rowan, though furious that Rowan had escaped her good and happy domesticated life to run around in the wild. They found their current pack after a few months, and have been settled down since.
Crush/Mate:
"I don't have a crush on anyone! Nor a mate... I can admit Kodiak is handsome without loving him, correct?..."
Family:
"My little sister, Rowan, is all the family I have left."
Breed:
"My mother was a Malamute and Siberian Husky mix, and she said my father was a wolf... Vague enough for you?"
Questions?:
None. 8)
Opinions?:
I love this thread! But I think you know that. 
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Name:
"Hi there... I'm Rowan."
Gender:
"Female- and that's rather hurtful to ask."
Age:
"Around four..."
Rank:
"I'm a Gamma..."
Appearance;
"Um, I'm right here?"
Rowan is slimmer than her sister, with a overall smaller frame. Her eyes are the same pale blue though. Rowan is covered in soft russet fur, with white dabbled onto her stomach, legs, and face. The underside of her tail is white as well. There is only a few scars on her, the only noticeable one being on her left front leg. She also has a double coat, so she is cautious around water.
Personality:
"I think I'm nice? I don't really know..."
Quiet
This fae happens to be very quiet and calm. peaceful is the best word to describe her, in fact. She dislikes starting fights she knows she cannot win, and hates slow deaths, even for prey. She is so soft-spoken that some dogs cannot take her seriously, much to her distress.
Kind
Rowan insists on taking care of others, and has always wanted a family of her own. She helps anyone she can, though she can be a bit naïve. She has constant encouraging words and quotes; showing that she just wants everyone to be happy.
Stubborn
Much like her sister, Rowan can be very stubborn, until the situation is how she likes. This is an good attribute in most cases, as she would never give up on her friends or family.
History:
"Um, I've had a good life... I think?"
Rowan was sold to a kind family, one who treated her nicely and fed her everyday. She loved them, though she knew they would never be as special as her actual family. At around the age of almost two years, she ventured away from the house, wanting to be independent. Of course, that didn't work for very long, and soon she was wandering aimlessly, not quite sure how to get back to her home. She found her sister miraculously, though she was repeatedly yelled at for giving up a good life. Rowan and Laika found the pack after a period of time, and have traveled with them ever since.
Crush/Mate:
"Well, Casimir is a handsome brute, I'd be lying if I said otherwise. And no, I don't have a mate."
Family:
"Just my sister, Laika. She's all I have left!"
Breed:
"Mother always said that she was part husky and part malamute. Apparently our father was a wolf."
Questions?:
I can't think of anything right now...
Opinions?:
Well, I might kill Rowan off later on, who knows. 8) I should be an author I'm so evil.
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Name:
"The name's Kaab!"
Gender:
"Male, obviously!"
Age:
"Err... Three? I'm not sure."
Rank:
"I'm a Gamma, fighting isn't really my thing."
Appearance;
"Ha! Just look at me!"
Kaab is a handsome Panda German Shepherd; White, black, and rust being his three main colours. He has warm brown eyes and long lean legs. His pelt is surprisingly soft, and decently thick. His tail is plumy and silky, almost constantly waving like a flag in the air.
Personality:
"Let's talk- get to know me!"
Energetic
Kaab is definitely a hyper young dog, one who adores chasing and running-sometimes for no reason at all. His mind goes faster than his legs, and so it may appear as though he has ADD.
[i]Generous
Despite his seemingly childish nature, he honestly is very generous, and loves to help... Though the plan doesn't always work. Kaab has a good heart, he's just clumsy.
Unsure
Though he may put on a charismatic and goofy persona, this shepherd has some serious issues with confidence and trust. He doubts any and all decisions he makes, though it isn't always obvious. He worried that the pack may just leave him behind one day, deeming him worthless. He's very cautious around his alpha, Casimir, as he doesn't want to upset him. [/i]
History:
"Well, I ran out my owners door when I was around six months old. I came back a month later, and guess what? They had a new puppy. They replaced me so easily... I just ran until I found the pack. Is that okay?"
Crush/Mate:
"Zola is the love of my life. There is no other."
Family:
"I don't really have any, blood related at least."
Breed:
"I believe I'm a pretty plain breed: A German shepherd."
Questions?:
None! 8)
Opinions?:
Uh... I don't like boy bands.
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Name:
"...My name is Barbosa..."
Gender:
"...Male..."
Age:
"...Around five."
Rank:
"I'm a delta... A good one, too."
Appearance;
"I'm right here..."
Barbosa is a large dog, weighing in at around 135 pounds. His shaggy coat is black and white, the standard for the breed. His paws are humongous, almost like bear paws. His coat is rather thick too, so he's all set for the cold weather. He has a few ragged scars weaving around his legs, though he refuses to talk about them. He also has a raggedy collar around his neck, barely visible because of his fur.
Personality:
"...I'm not a complicated fellow."
Stoic
Indeed, this Landseer is stoic and noble, often trying to put others before himself. He knows what torture feels like, so he knows that he must endure. He doesn't complain when asked to do something, and is generally quite happy to lead a patrol, may it be hunting or simply checking the territory.
Barbosa believes in staying calm above all else, and he holds to his word. Bring fire, bring death; he must remain calm.
Awkward
Barbosa can be very awkward, perhaps it is his size, or perhaps it's because of his upbringing. The world may never know. He is much like Laika, in the fact that sometimes he would prefer to be alone. His flirting is absolutely horrid, and he knows it. So if he should ever develop feelings for a fae, they would likely remain a secret.
Good-Natured
Though he has faults, this dog is all around good-natured. He tries his hardest, though he may not succeed. He is a good friend and accomplice, and would make a great father one day.
History:
"..."
Barbosa was kept in a shed with his siblings until the age of five months, never speaking to another soul except their mother. When they did get out, they were rather scared. Barbosa was taken by a twoleg, on who used him to haul chunks of ice by day, and at night would tie his legs together, so that he couldn't run. Animal Control found him after four years, and was taking him to the shelter to be taken care of, when he started to panic. He escaped, dragging his leash and collar along with him. Eventually he lost the leash, but the collar still lingers to this day, reminding him of what happened before he found the pack.
Crush/Mate:
"I do not admire anyone, and I definitely do not have a mate..."
Family:
"Who knows where they all went?"
Breed:
"I'm a Landseer, or so I've been told."
Questions?:
Nada.
Opinions?:
Brains over brawn, any day. 8)
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OOC: Yes, I'm sorry for my absence. I've been awfully busy lately.
IC: Coyoteheart gave a slight sigh of relief, and headed back towards his mate. Butting Frozenwing's head gently with his own, he purred slightly." Shall we continue eating, or are you full?" He enquired, his eyes shining faintly. He had some worries about the new cat, but for now he wanted to focus on his beautiful mate, Frozenwing.
Marbleleap nodded slightly, and headed towards Wanderingstar. Pausing, she meowed," May I have a word?" Spiritpaw has to be assessed soon...
Marbleleap was slightly concerned about the glare that Crystalsacrifice had shot her, but dismissed it quickly." Spiritpaw needs to be assessed soon, so do you think tomorrow is okay?" She enquired of her leader. Her head was tilted slightly, her blue eyes shining with something akin to worry.
OOC: We definitely need a new medicine cat.
IC: Tawnyeagle shot up, racing towards Bronzestar's den. What was going on?! Stepping inside, he gasped." Bronzestar!"
Tawnyeagle swallowed hard, carefully looking at the blood on his leader's muzzle." You need to see the medicine cat." He said firmly.
"Great." Marbleleap purred," Thank you for your time." After a dip of her head, she padded off, heading towards her apprentice now." Spiritpaw," Marbleleap started," You'll be assessed tomorrow, so get plenty of rest."
OOC: Got it.
IC: Tawnyeagle glanced to his mate as she entered, a worried frown still on his face. He looked to Bronzestar, and spoke gently," Please, Bronzestar. You're sick, go to the medicine cat."
OOC: A zombie attack is going on.
Tawnyeagle gave a sigh of defeat, turning to his mate." Let's go sleep," He suggested." Bronzestar won't listen anyway." With that said, he trudged out of the den, And headed towards the warriors den.
Cowspots was sleeping peacefully, his tail twitching slightly.
Shadowedhawk's breathing was short and quick, and he seemed rather restless as he tossed and turned in his sleep.
Gingerpelt had fallen asleep a few hours ago, and was purring slightly as she dreamt.
I'm working on my forms, don't worry! I only have my new character to finish up, I believe. Should be done very soon!
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I'm here. 8)
Name:
"I'm Laika. And you are?..."
Gender:
"Female... Since you couldn't tell..."
Age:
"I'm around four years old now."
Rank:
"Delta."
Appearance;
Laika is a grey and white femme with a solid presence to her. Her eyes are a pale blue, though they seem grey some days. Underneath her thick fur she has many thick scars, mainly on her back. Her tail is thick and bushy, almost like a rudder. Her double coat isn't very efficient when wet, as it gets soggy easily.
Personality:
"...Why don't you just try to talk to me?"
Reserved
Laika is definitely reserved, and hates to intrude. She is fine being alone, happy in fact. She tries to simply blend into the crowd, though that rarely works. Her sister struggles to make her a bit more social, but Laika doesn't understand why being alone is such a bad thing.
Sarcastic
When she does speak, the words are usually harsh. Laika has a bitter tongue in most cases, and isn't afraid to use it. The words are hurtful, particularly to Rowan, Laika's timid sister. Laika hates to be so rude, but she feels as though it's the only way.
Broken
The reason Laika strikes out is because she doesn't want anyone to get hurt. She doesn't want anyone to get emotionally attached to her, because she never knows what's going to happen. Her spirit is beaten down because of her past, which explains her low self esteem. Though she may act like she's a rough and dominant dog, Laika puts on that act so she isn't bullied.
Determined
Laika is determined to make her way in life, wanting to be completely independent- of course, it's hard to do that when your little sister is tagging along the whole way. In all honesty, Laika loves her sister, but she would like to be alone occasionally. Laika likes leading the way, blazing the trail, you could say.
History:
"You don't really care, do you?"
Laika lived with her mother and siblings in a small barn until nine weeks of age. At nine weeks old, a young boy and his father came and chose Laika, taking her away from the happy life she had been living. Laika was supposed to be the boy's sled dog, but during the summer, the boy was sent away. The father started to train Laika harshly, and if she didn't do it write, he would beat her with a heated piece of metal. When she was a year and a half old, she escaped, stumbling around the town in a daze. After a short while, she found a small pack. She lived with them, but was treated harshly, and called horrible things. Finally, she gave up on them and started looking for another pack. She was amazed when she found Rowan, though furious that Rowan had escaped her good and happy domesticated life to run around in the wild. They found their current pack after a few months, and have been settled down since.
Crush/Mate:
"I don't have a crush on anyone! Nor a mate... I can admit Kodiak is handsome without loving him, correct?..."
Family:
"My little sister, Rowan, is all the family I have left."
Breed:
"My mother was a Malamute and Siberian Husky mix, and she said my father was a wolf... Vague enough for you?"
Questions?:
None. 8)
Opinions?:
I love this thread! But I think you know that.
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Name:
"Hi there... I'm Rowan."
Gender:
"Female- and that's rather hurtful to ask."
Age:
"Around four..."
Rank:
"I'm a Gamma..."
Appearance;
"Um, I'm right here?"
Rowan is slimmer than her sister, with a overall smaller frame. Her eyes are the same pale blue though. Rowan is covered in soft russet fur, with white dabbled onto her stomach, legs, and face. The underside of her tail is white as well. There is only a few scars on her, the only noticeable one being on her left front leg. She also has a double coat, so she is cautious around water.
Personality:
"I think I'm nice? I don't really know..."
Quiet
This fae happens to be very quiet and calm. peaceful is the best word to describe her, in fact. She dislikes starting fights she knows she cannot win, and hates slow deaths, even for prey. She is so soft-spoken that some dogs cannot take her seriously, much to her distress.
Kind
Rowan insists on taking care of others, and has always wanted a family of her own. She helps anyone she can, though she can be a bit naïve. She has constant encouraging words and quotes; showing that she just wants everyone to be happy.
Stubborn
Much like her sister, Rowan can be very stubborn, until the situation is how she likes. This is an good attribute in most cases, as she would never give up on her friends or family.
History:
"Um, I've had a good life... I think?"
Rowan was sold to a kind family, one who treated her nicely and fed her everyday. She loved them, though she knew they would never be as special as her actual family. At around the age of almost two years, she ventured away from the house, wanting to be independent. Of course, that didn't work for very long, and soon she was wandering aimlessly, not quite sure how to get back to her home. She found her sister miraculously, though she was repeatedly yelled at for giving up a good life. Rowan and Laika found the pack after a period of time, and have traveled with them ever since.
Crush/Mate:
"Well, Casimir is a handsome brute, I'd be lying if I said otherwise. And no, I don't have a mate."
Family:
"Just my sister, Laika. She's all I have left!"
Breed:
"Mother always said that she was part husky and part malamute. Apparently our father was a wolf."
Questions?:
I can't think of anything right now...
Opinions?:
Well, I might kill Rowan off later on, who knows. 8)I should be an author I'm so evil.
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Name:
"The name's Kaab!"
Gender:
"Male, obviously!"
Age:
"Err... Three? I'm not sure."
Rank:
"I'm a Gamma, fighting isn't really my thing."
Appearance;
"Ha! Just look at me!"
Kaab is a handsome Panda German Shepherd; White, black, and rust being his three main colours. He has warm brown eyes and long lean legs. His pelt is surprisingly soft, and decently thick. His tail is plumy and silky, almost constantly waving like a flag in the air.
Personality:
"Let's talk- get to know me!"
Energetic
Kaab is definitely a hyper young dog, one who adores chasing and running-sometimes for no reason at all. His mind goes faster than his legs, and so it may appear as though he has ADD.
[i]Generous
Despite his seemingly childish nature, he honestly is very generous, and loves to help... Though the plan doesn't always work. Kaab has a good heart, he's just clumsy.
Unsure
Though he may put on a charismatic and goofy persona, this shepherd has some serious issues with confidence and trust. He doubts any and all decisions he makes, though it isn't always obvious. He worried that the pack may just leave him behind one day, deeming him worthless. He's very cautious around his alpha, Casimir, as he doesn't want to upset him. [/i]
History:
"Well, I ran out my owners door when I was around six months old. I came back a month later, and guess what? They had a new puppy. They replaced me so easily... I just ran until I found the pack. Is that okay?"
Crush/Mate:
"Zola is the love of my life. There is no other."
Family:
"I don't really have any, blood related at least."
Breed:
"I believe I'm a pretty plain breed: A German shepherd."
Questions?:
None! 8)
Opinions?:
Uh... I don't like boy bands.
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Name:
"...My name is Barbosa..."
Gender:
"...Male..."
Age:
"...Around five."
Rank:
"I'm a delta... A good one, too."
Appearance;
"I'm right here..."
Barbosa is a large dog, weighing in at around 135 pounds. His shaggy coat is black and white, the standard for the breed. His paws are humongous, almost like bear paws. His coat is rather thick too, so he's all set for the cold weather. He has a few ragged scars weaving around his legs, though he refuses to talk about them. He also has a raggedy collar around his neck, barely visible because of his fur.
Personality:
"...I'm not a complicated fellow."
Stoic
Indeed, this Landseer is stoic and noble, often trying to put others before himself. He knows what torture feels like, so he knows that he must endure. He doesn't complain when asked to do something, and is generally quite happy to lead a patrol, may it be hunting or simply checking the territory.
Barbosa believes in staying calm above all else, and he holds to his word. Bring fire, bring death; he must remain calm.
Awkward
Barbosa can be very awkward, perhaps it is his size, or perhaps it's because of his upbringing. The world may never know. He is much like Laika, in the fact that sometimes he would prefer to be alone. His flirting is absolutely horrid, and he knows it. So if he should ever develop feelings for a fae, they would likely remain a secret.
Good-Natured
Though he has faults, this dog is all around good-natured. He tries his hardest, though he may not succeed. He is a good friend and accomplice, and would make a great father one day.
History:
"..."
Barbosa was kept in a shed with his siblings until the age of five months, never speaking to another soul except their mother. When they did get out, they were rather scared. Barbosa was taken by a twoleg, on who used him to haul chunks of ice by day, and at night would tie his legs together, so that he couldn't run. Animal Control found him after four years, and was taking him to the shelter to be taken care of, when he started to panic. He escaped, dragging his leash and collar along with him. Eventually he lost the leash, but the collar still lingers to this day, reminding him of what happened before he found the pack.
Crush/Mate:
"I do not admire anyone, and I definitely do not have a mate..."
Family:
"Who knows where they all went?"
Breed:
"I'm a Landseer, or so I've been told."
Questions?:
Nada.
Opinions?:
Brains over brawn, any day. 8)
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Phew, finally done. I'm feeling particularly lazy, so Barbosa's form isn't that great. :/ Since I'm 99% sure I was accepted, I'll be heading over to the roleplay thread. :)
OOC: Hey, people! Mortal in the house! 8)
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Rowan
[size=15pt]Rowan forced open her pale optics, glancing around the cozy den. She saw the fluffy figure of her sister sprawled close by, and shook her head in an attempt to shake the grogginess from her mind. Her limbs felt stiff, as they often do in the morning. Not quite awake, but not quite asleep either. Rowan gathered herself and rose, blinking several times. She knew she had to wake up at some point, and she saw no reason to embarrass herself outside. Now that she felt decent, the Fae headed outside, and paused as she watched the hustle and bustle of her pack. Spotting Casimir, she smiled cheerfully, padding over to him." Hello, Casimir." She murmured." I can go on the first hunting trip, if you'd like." Rowan offered. Her body was awake now, but her voice was still tinged with drowsiness, she realized.[/size]
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Laika
[size=15pt]The loss of body heat close to Laika's own was what woke her up. She raised her head, swiveling it in search of her little sister. Of course, the last she saw of Rowan was the tip of her tail disappearing through the entrance of the den. Yawning, Laika swiped her tongue around her jaws lazily, clambering to her paws. Today was obviously an off day for the grey female, since she usually woke up quite a bit earlier. Hmm, how odd. She made her way over to the den's entrance, taking a seat in the arch. Her thick fur was pressed against a snow wall, though she barely felt it. No, instead she was watching the camp, but unlike Rowan, didn't prance up to anyone. No, Laika was much more of a observer. She closed her eyes briefly, trying to drown out the noise of the already busy camp before she had a panic attack or something like that. The pack had grown, much to her discomfort. She missed the old days, when there was a choice few in the pack, and things weren't so loud. Oh well. things couldn't always go her way, she supposed.[/size]
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Kaab
[size=15pt]Kaab raised his head sharply, blinking several times to wake up." Zola- wait for me!" He barked, racing after the smaller femme. He skidded past Laika, tripping over himself in his rush to catch up to Zola. Laughing, the panda Shepherd threw himself into the snow, landing belly first. He sneezed, snow sticking to his face like he was a polar bear." Excellent morning!" He noted, not to anyone in particular. It was an observation, and one that was very true.[/size]
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Barbosa
[size=15pt]Barbosa was quietly sitting beside the main den, his gentle eyes making sure that all was well. He considered going and talking to Bella the pup, since she looked so alone, but decided against it. He always felt like he was going to crush smaller dogs accidentally, due to his large size. So he remained in his position, wondering who Casimir would send out first.[/size]
