Winterfeather yawns. "I think I'm going to sleep, goodnight guys, wake me up when it's time for dawn patrol." She says as she drags herself to the den.
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Accepted, rping is now open!
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Icemoon yawns and streches out outside the den. She decides to go hunting. She sees a mouse. "Not much" she says. "But I am hungry." She pounces upon the critter, killing it. She drops it in the freshkill pile.
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Winter felt neglected by her clan so she went for a walk to clear her head.
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Winter runs away.
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Winterfeather stirred. She was having a dream. About the alphas. She dreamt they had been mauled by a bear. Or shot by a hunter..or..or.."Ah!" She woke up. She saw Sundrop grooming herself. "Sundrop?" She asked worriedly. "Where do you think the alphas are?" That was the one thing that stirred through her mind. Where where they, and what happend to them? She felt it was her duty to protect them. But as she looked up at the stars, she knew, they where okay.
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All five accepted, Willow, I will switch you to delta female, beta female is chosen over to. ;)
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Winterfeather started to howl deeply in grieve for the alphas, hoping they aren't in Starpack.
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Winterfeather couldn't sleep. The alphas kept her awake. Darkmoon is a great alpha, but he only did it because he had too, not of selfishness. I need to find them, or a least a trace. She got up from the den, and walked out along the pack territory. She heard that the search party hadn't found their scent. She smelled a tree. Sure enough, something had marked its territory there. It wasn't Scarleg or Darkmoon. A coyote, she thought. As she went in deeper in the territory, she spotted a dead coyote. Strange, the thought, my pack would have brought this back. OOC: Or would they? Would they bring back a coyote?- She caught the same scent on the coyote of that on the tree. She sniffed it a bit more, and found a different smell. This was true coyote smell, not the one on the tree. She looked to the side of her. She saw pawprints. Oh no. This could only mean one thing. An intruding wolf. Possibly a pack. She ran back to the camp with the coyote in her jaws and told Darkmoon the news.
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"I smelled a couple of wolves together, plus that male. There is no doubt about about it, he means business.
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Rping is open to every right now!

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Icemoon walks along the perimeter of the territory. "Hmm, something isn't right here. Our food is going away from here.."
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#310, Electrike!
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Once I mourned over a squished wasp. I was sad until my cat ate it and spit out the rear end. Then I knew that wasp had it coming.
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#SevenCrapHoursOfOurLives
#Myteachersmilestoomuch
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Ginea pig and Cat lover PLEASE
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Omg I can't choose. Vaporeon, Espeon, Or Umbreon please. Vaporeon= Water stone Espeon= Friendship
Umbreon= Friendship in the night. -
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Username: darkstonewolf
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Spiritpelt: A white Tom with light gray sploches all over and yellow eyes.
Darkstone: A black Tom with blueish paws, tip of tail, and muzzle. Blue eyes.
Moonsky: A silver she cat with white circles all over.
Leafheart: A calico tabby she cat, green eyes.Points so far: 3