Posts by ridgewind

★ Whitefang
CAP IM DEAD OMG ITS STEVE BAB YES BABE CAP
im sorry I'm done now CAP

Whitefang came padding up swiftly dispite his burden. A jug of water hung from his jaws, and he tied his best to keep it from spilling. On on his back he had packed another jug, tie with rope around him, and water bottles had been stuffed in between the rope. In front of it he had packed some small rodents and birds. He carried it all stoically, not allowing any of his strain to show through his intense gaze. He carefully set the jug down, licked his lips, and offered a somewhat friendly smile before it disappeared from his panting mouth. "I hope this helps." He murmured. That was rather reassuring right? He hoped so, that's what he was trying to do.

★ Whitefang
//all I could think of was the hyenas and scar from lion king and I don't know why
The male came jogging forward, ears pricked forward and alert as his brown gaze searched the young cheetah. He said nothing, a barrage of questions probably wasn't the best for him, and paused to scent the air. Loners it seemed. Didn't have any particular scent. But it was definitely a unique one, and he stored it away in his mind. If they came back for rebel he would know. Then he quietly caught up to the rest. "Is there anything I can do to help?" He murmure softly to Emelia, scanning over the cheetah once again studying his wounds.

★ Whitefang
The male came padding forward slowly, almost tiredly as he let his brown gaze fall onto this joiner. A smile flitted across his lips as he nodded a friendly greeting, taking a seat beside rebel. "Welcome. I'm Whitefang." HE greeted, thumping the tip of his tail on the ground in a small wag.

★ Whitefang
He followed the male easily, calmly twitching his now as he picked apart their scents. Mostly unfamiliar scents to him, the familiar stench of the city and what he assumed was humans. That was strongest on the female canine. "Hmm, that sounds like a you problem." He replied in a quiet voice, eyes trained on the over confident feline. But there was something about that smell. Not just their own smell on each other, but others scents were laced faintly on their pelts. If he wasn't suspicious already, whitefang now was sure something was up.

★ Whitefang
Hello welcome florence! I don't really have any big plot ideas atm, but id love to plot with sophie. Do you have anything in mind?

★ Whitefang
The wolf's for bristled around his neck in waves, appearing as a mane. His eyes glittered, but his expression was one of blatant bordom. "Please don't make this hard on yourself." He ground out slowly, leaping nimbly onto the board himself in front of the feline. Slowly he took a step forward, his paw steps purposeful and heavy making the board shake. "Now like I said. Go. Around." Whitefang said in a bored voice. His head was lowered and level with the males, eyelids low as if he were tired. Of course he was completely alert despite his appearance. He knew for a fact he had never been here before. He had never scented that smell before in his life. And daily Whitefang patrolled the city. If someone got in, he would know one way or another.

★ Whitefang
The wolf sighed, rolling his eyes. "Someone keep and eye on her." He whispered referring to the canid intruder. If he wanted to play games he would play. He swung around easily, padding into the building. His ears swiveled, catching the sounds of the felines movements, an easy task in the silent city. He chuckled softly. Hide and seek? How childish. "Oh how will I ever find him." He wailed in mock defeat, watching the exits with a sharp eye. This intruder hadn't thought out his plan very well. Lead his clan into a building in a territory that the intruder didn't know and he did. The confidence has had shown was comical. He sniffed, trying to pinpoint the exact location. He could hear him faintly, bit he stood back. His eyes weren't trained to where he thought he was. His eyes took in as much of the building as he could. Watching and waiting.

★ Whitefang
The wolf came padding lightly up, face uncaring, and took a seat. All he offered in greeting was a small tip of his head. Hopefully this was a joiner. It was always good to add members to the clan.

★ Whitefang
The wolf gave a quick and silent nod, twisting around and heading straight for the sink. Taking the handle of a drawer in his mouth he carefully pulled it out and grabbed the gauze, before shoving it back into place. Quickly he returned to Emilia's side, offering her the gauze wordlessly. She probably wouldn't be able to understand him anyways with it in hus mouth.

The wolf nodded. Changes? He hoped not to major.

/I'm going to get more active with him, I've been busy with another character an rl stuff

★ Whitefang
Interest was clear in the canid's face as he quietly came padding forward. His ears were facing forward intently, and his brown eyes slowly dragged across the male and then his bottles. Surprisingly, whitefang had never actually gambled. He lived above a casino, but he was yet to actually play any of the games. He grunted, looking back at the canine. HE wasn't sure what to think of him.

★ Whitefang
Whitefang padded up quietly, ears pricked forward. 'Hello Bear." HE grunted roughly, though his slowly wagging tail showed he was actually somewhat friendly. Simply reserved. Despite his rough appearance she had no intentions of hurting or scaring her.

★ Whitefang
The male was overjoyed. He had followed the broken down road for a while and finally made it to the non-abandoned city. Sneaking his way through the alley's he had found someones garden. In it was a small tree with shallow roots. After digging it up he had run as quickly as possible back to the badlands' territory.

Now he stopped near Emelia's garden, placing it down. He was smiling widely, his tail wagging, and his brown eyes sparkled with joy. HE had done it.

//Sorry for the inactivity I started a new character and had some Rl issues

★ Whitefang
He had just been about to go on is own patrol when the youthful voice reached his ears. The male lifted his head from the couch he had been resting on, before leaping down. HE came trotting up to Enki, "I'll come." HE grunted, dipping his head in a polite greeting.

★ Whitefang
HE doubted he wold go, it sounded like a lot of people would be there. whitefang was a solitary male, he didn't like being with a lot of people. If anyone asked he would say he was staying back to watch over the territory.

He dint really are about the ranks, it didn't effect him too much. But they were moving? He wasn't sure how he thought about that. Sure he hated the city, but he hated huge changes as well. At least he hoped they would move somewhere a little more wild.

★ Whitefang
Would you look at this know it all. He rose a brow, gazing at the male. He obviously knew nothing about the territory. "If you don't like it I'd like to see you try to get a better one to survive in this shallow ground." He grunted roughly. The ground here could not support a large tree with deep roots, and it didn't have enough nutrients to support one either. Before this guy acted like he knew it all he should actually try to learn something about the subject. Whitefang rolled his eyes, turning to inspect a place to grow it.

★ Whitefang
He flattened his ears, narrowing his eyes. While he was happy for the new members, he liked it better when they were not members of the badlands. He could then enjoy his love for trees in peace. But these guys were just annoying. He grunted, as if to say whatever, and continued to carefully pick his way through emelia's garden. He didn't want to plant it before she approved, but he did want to have a potential spot picked out. Then beat arrived. He didn't mind her as much. But name it? That was odd. "Uh, no." He mumbled. Who named trees? He'd just call it tree.

★ Whitefang
OH that's right. You usually have your name when greeting others. Oops. "Whitefang." Was his short answer to her question, as he shifted his feet a but uncomfortably.

★ Whitefang
The harden was probably what had kept Whitefang from leaving before he developed an attatcent for this place. His own windo the nature. He was sad to see it go. But then he saw Emelia collecting pots, and he knew what she had in mind. Quietly he came padding up to her. "Would you like help?" He asked softly, his brown eyes kind.