Posts by TheWildOnes

Jeera chuckled competitively as he taunted and teased her along. She wrapped her back legs around him, and used her torso strength and leg strength to flip him onto his side. She jumped back up, and took hold of his muzzle doing an almost aligator-like "Deathroll". She let go of his muse and stood back, grinning tauntingly at him wanting to know what he would do next.

Jeera let loose a low rumble in her throat as Conan clamped down on it with his jaws and shoved her to the ground. She calmed her nerves and closed her eyes, then let loose a raging snarl, her forepaws grasping his own neck in a strangling move. As Conan bit down on her neck, she slowly squeezed his own with her paws, forcing both of them up as she struggled to get up on her hind legs. She bared her sharp ivories, and tried swerving him around, desperately trying to get him off balance. Though she never let her struggle show.

Jeera shook from the adrenaline coursing through her veins, but took Conan's sign as surrender so she to backed off. She lowered her audits flat upon her skull and hung her head low, leaving it up to him to decide what happened next. Her tail stayed still, and her gaze met with his only for a few moments before it returned to her paws. "I submit, Alpha." She murmured to make her decision clear to everyone around.

Ryder squared his shoulders as the sparring session ended with Conan as the apparent victor. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but in his mind he thought the fighting was superb. Both wolves had good form and clever moves.

(Sorry for the shortness. Low muse.)

Jeera felt the cold front of early winter twirl through her gray tinged white fur. She nodded to Jet and Conan, smiling gently to him as he gave what she took a we compliment of any rank suiting her. "My thanks, Alpha Conan." She said gratefully stepping away from the center of the ring. "But, if you would allow me, I'd like to wait for a rank for myself. I haven't thought much over the subject." She admitted, standing at Conan's side.

Ryder looked around, waiting in suspense as he listened for who the she-wolf Jet was to spar. He hoped it was not him, because even though he was quite skilled in the art of combat, he rarely ever used this ability passed down to him from his mother. As Drane was announced, he slinked off to observe the 2 pups who were fishing by the stream nearby. Though he would not announce his presence.

Jeera nodded at Conan, but her eyes were on the fight as she watched intently. She nodded unconsciously at Jet's first offensive move in approval, smiling. She gave out a hopefully encouraging bark to Jet, and looked around, until her eyes landed upon Conan once more. She sighed, and squared her shoulders, trying to keep her little "fancy" on him away from her current thoughts. She looked back to the fight, and smiled at Jet. She was a good fighter, despite the fact of her naturally smaller size than most wolves.

Ryder's eyes softened as Eden hopped out of the water and shivered, looking off into the distance. He padded over, and took a seat beside her, wrapping his tail around her small body for warmth. He looked in the direction she was looking, sighing wearily.

This seems interesting so I'm gonna give it a shot.)

Ryder approached the clearing Tenaki coming into his view. He flashed a charming smile as he came near, dipping his head in greeting to the she-wolf he would hopefully walk away with at the end of this. He let out a playful chuckle to her. "Hello, Miss Tenaki. A pleasure." He woofed politely, his rugged but nicely-groomed pelt waving slightly in the wind.

"Me too." The young male said softly, closing his eyes as he took in a deep breath of fresh air. He lowered himself beside Eden, closing his eyes to doze for a moment as he heard Drane and Jet and the rest of the pack barking, growling and snarling in primal instincts. He just shook his head, yawning as he let himself slowly drift into a light slumber.

Jeera removed herself from the circle, deciding they wouldn't appreciate her getting in the way. She huffed softly, watching Ryder and Eden just for a little while before moving on. Her paws carried her through the forest in light, wary steps but held a subtle grace. Her ears swiveled and twitched at the loudest of bellows to a rustle in the brush. She jumped over a log, approaching a small creek running through, and down into a lake miles down from the pack. She took a small drink, the refreshing liquid rushing down her throat. Jeera let out a content sigh, placing herself down on the creek bank, watching as small tadpoles struggled against the meager current. "My pups would've loved this..." She mused quietly, lost in past thoughts. She shook her head and looked to the sky, letting out a loving, melancholy song to her deceased litter of pups. Her elegant and sad song echoed through the trees and the hills, through the meadows to the densest parts of the forest. It came to a slow end, and the she-wolf closed her eyes as she let herself relax for a moment.

Ryder chuckled at her small compliment, that he was grateful for all the same. He nodded silently, and took his leave, walking towards the quite pretty and large wood cabin he would be staying in. He entered after a short time of gazing at it with awe, walking to the second-story to pick himself a room. He got the one right at the end of the hall, and that was the one with a balcony. He entered quietly, closing the door behind him as he sniffed around at his living area. Pretty decent...He thought to himself with small, visible grin of approval.

Ryder returned to the clearing, watching as a as two males both tried to greet her at the same time. He shook his head and chuckled. He sat off to the side, keeping to himself and watching with a glint of amusment in his dark hazel-green eyes.

Jeera followed back to the pack as Derek led her around, and she tried clearing her thoughts of her pups. She nodded to Jet, standing beside her silently with a warm but solemn gaze. Her tail occasionally twitched in aniticipation, curious as to what Conan was to announce to the entirety of the pack. But she did not question it, because she knew he was smart and had good reason to do whatever he did.

Ryder heard Conan's order, and got up, gently grabbing Eden's scruff and taking her to Conan, setting her down softly beside her father witb a submissive bow, returning to the back of the pack where a few other skittish omegas awaited.

Ryder stood up himself, letting out a rather intimidating and bone-chilling growl of warning. He used his height, which was taller than both wolves who proved competition to him, and store the main male, Crpytic, straight in the eyes. "Stand down wolf. We came here for the same reason, and there's no need for fighting like petty children." He said seriously, hazel-green eyes holding a silent fury that burned within. He raised his tail in dominance, baring sharp, lethal ivories to further his point. "The miss has pointed to the cabin, where we will be staying. I suggest you two pick your space before this gets ugly."

Ryder nodded silently. "No problem, sir. She's a good little lass." He woofed solidly, putting more confidence behind his tone than normal. He looked around, letting out a heavy sigh, wondering if his task was to collect bedding or herbs. Though he usually did both anyways, so none of it was different.

Jeera raised her ears in interest at Conan's announcement of picking a mate, though she lowered them almost immediatly, knowing Jet or any other available female had a better chance of Conan picking them than herself. She nodded, accepting of the tasks lain out. She was intrigued of the hunt, curious of how the entire pack would hunt together.

Ryder sneered as Cryptic walked off. "Cute show there. Have fun?" He taunted as he walked on, then looked to Malai. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I would back off puppy. Don't wanna hurt yourself." He snarled low, going back to the cabin and into his room where he shut, and locked the door before going onto the balcony to catch the breeze and overlook the scenery that lay around the area. He took in the crisp, outdoor air and yawned. He would stay out here for now. He settled down, tail resting on the ground as he lay his head over crossed paws and lightly dozed as the sun nicely warmed his silver pelt.

Jeera listened to the songs in the cold night, frost catching her breath in steamy clouds. As she watched both Jet and Conan go their separate ways for the night, she to rose to her paws and made her way elegantly into the forest, eyes bright within the dark embrace of the cold winter night. She began a steady paced jog, then soon to a run, then a darting sprint through the wood. Her bright, vivid gaze darted to all the life around her. She felt her heart beat powerfully within her chest. Her lungs burned with the pain of running, but it made Jeera's expierience all the better. She hopped over fallen logs, dodged brush to thick to run through and pushed through heavy gatherings of overgrowth and foliage until she came to a clearing. Where the only sound was of her heart beating faster and faster, then slowing to the sound of the owl making its calls in the quiet night, filled with song and silence. She laughed almost pup-like, collapsing into the fall grass, making a few fireflies hover above to the dark. She panted, her mind imagining herself as a pup again as she played in the spring-time meadows, chasing after the fish in the streams and getting into all kinds of trouble with her brother. Then, after a joyous moment, all the good memories faded away into the dark abyss of her mind, and she stand in the clearing, eyes closed with a pleasant, warm smile upon her strong, but delicate features.

Ryder wandered from the camp within the night, grinning from ear to ear as he gathered leaves and sticks to build something for his only true friend. He returned to the fishing stream, kicking out the old bark and wood to hollow out the trunk of a tree. He filled it with leaves, moss and soft grasses for insulation and bedding, then made a small "door" from vines and sticks the size of Eden's body. He stood back, then realized it would all mean nothing if he didn't specify what this even was. He rose to his hind legs, stabilizing himself on the firm oak tree, and began carving an inscription into the wood. When all was finished, he stood back and looked over his work. He smiled warmly and sighed in content. Reading over his inscription one more time that tested on the door of the oak tree:

To: Eden
From: Ryder

A special place for your special self when you want to be alone.

Ryder awoke the the pleasant aroma of food wafting into his nostrils. He stretched, yawned, and groomed his pelt so he appeared classy enough to arrive at dinner. He walked from his room, downstairs and to the large dining table. He nodded gruffly to Cryptic, taking a seat at the other end, opposite to Cryptic. He sniffed over the food gingerly, the many scents made his mouth water though he stayed respectable enough. He kept his paws to himself, waiting for the other bachelors to arrive before he began eating.

Ryder glanced over Cayne, scoffing at his posh attitude subtly. He raised his posture slightly, and looked to the doorway for the Bachelorette, Tenaki, to arrive. While the 3 males waited, he began to think of Tenaki. Her beautiful flowing fur and vivid, warm gaze that made his breath catch in his throat. Her personality that glowed within her, the sweet and kind one. He huffed, hoping he was wolf enough to sweep her off her paws and take her back home with him to start a family and raise their own little pups of she wanted to. Eyes down at his paws, he sighed gently and awaited Ms. Tenaki's arrival.

Jeera darted around, meeting gazes with both Conan and Fane. She dipped her head in respectful greeting to the both, and smiled gently to Fane. "Its a pleasure as well, sir. I'm Jeera." She cooed in greeting then looked to Conan and flashed him a teasing smirk, studying his posture and attitude and how he carried himself. "You seem quite happy yourself, Conan." She taunted, audits perked.

Ryder darted around as he heard on coming footsteps, worried it was the Alpha or one of the warriors come to punish him. He lowered his ears but soon raised them up again as he saw it was Eden. He flashed a toothy, charming grin and sat to the side, hoping Eden liked his gift to her.

Ryder got an idea, eyes lighting up devilishly. "Ah, yes, my good wolf. I do hope we both can...resolve our disputes. Don't you? You don't need act like a bloody savage!" Ryder said with a mocking tone and a devilish smirk, tail slightly wagging as he waited for the posh male's response.

Jeera giggled as both males interacted, grinning as Conan headed off and followed soon after Fane. At his question, she shrugged casually. "Well, I won't lie, but I do have a bit of a liking towards Conan, to say the least. If he does pick a mate, which I highly doubt will be me, considering the only skills I've shown are hunting dangerous game and sparring, I do hope he picks the right one for himself and the pack, and actually likes her and doesn't pick her only for the good of everyone else." She explained, a little surprised she opened up that quickly to a male she had just met as they both headed east.

Ryder grinned as he was nuzzled by his friend, but he nodded all the same and chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah...I thought you'd like it. Take a look inside." He woofed gently, eyes lighting up in pride and happiness she liked it.

Ryder nodded to Malai, but before he agreed to not fight, he gave off his last words. "I believe you're mistaken, or you have rocks for ears but I was the first to arrive and introduce myself to the lovely Miss Tenaki. You all arrived late." He said, but that was all he would say for the time being considering the situation. "So my apologies for trying to clear everything up and stop a fight from occurring, when I stepped in, sir." Ryder said with an annoyed tone, his Scottish accent coming through, lining it's way through his words roughly. But as the lovely Bachelorette arrived and took her seat he grinned warmly and politely, dipping his head and listening to the delicious-sounding array of food items and drinks. His mouth watered slightly, but he kept himself contained. "Aye, Miss Tenaki. You look quite lovely this evening." He calmly and evenly spoke, deep and gruff tone revealing even more of his Scottish accent. His tail slightly wagged, as he looked her over with a warm and loving gaze. But he kept respectable and straightened his posture and actions.