Posts by Grotesque

Tracking. Will apply soon. Notes:

Lawl. -chews on a rock- This rocks! XD Corniest thing I have EVER said.

Macabre shrugs, not knowing either. "Do you want to take a walk?" He suggests, tilting his head.

"Just a walk," he replies, starting to pad towards the forest. The tom pauses and flicks his tail, beckoning her to follow.

The albino pads slowly, his ears perked as he looks around, alert. Naturally on guard, he scans for any potential threats, cautious.

OOC:I vote for 3. :P
Blattarius perks his ears, trotting towards the are the howl came from. "Good catch," he remarks, back to his 'old' self. He doesn't eat, and instead he lets the mother wolves eat first, knowing that they need the meat for their pups. "I'll go see if I can find anything else to eat," the wolf says, figuring if a badger was out there, there has to be more prey of some sort. Blattarius then pads into the forest quickly. His head is filled with if's as he walks through the trees, scenting for animals. 'If the drought had never come, would we be here right now?' He shakes the thought away, knowing he must concentrate. The forest is quiet, unlike the forest he knew once, which seems like a long time ago. The woods were filled with life, but now, nearly every forestry area contained only death.
The graying wolf catches the scent of a carcass, and he approaches wearily. Hopefully the dead creature isn't too old, because then it wouldn't be fit enough to eat, even in their starving state. He pokes his head through a bush, then emerges fully to see the body of a young doe and her fawn. "Thank you, Creator, for bestowing upon us this food," he murmurs before beginning to drag the two bodies back to camp.

Fyra hears the call for food, and she hobbles after the others, her paw growing worse as she continues to walk on it. She begins to grow used to the increasing pain, which is something she's not sure is a good thing. Once she arrives, she decides not to eat. She'll eat later. 'Besides,' Fyra thinks. 'I'm not hungry. He would rather them eat before me anyways.' The hair on her hackles rises at the thought of her father, and she grimaces before padding back to her spot beneath the tree.

I know there are a lot of bros out there, here's to you. *brofist* Anyways, if you don't know who Pewdiepie is, he's a Swedish guy who plays games and is HILARIOUS. He does tend to say, er, inappropriate things. He's on YouTube.

Well, for those bros out there, here we can talk about Pewdie and his awesomeness. <3

I'd like to add that Mr. Chair is MY best friend.

*brofist* Hewwo!

OOC:Imaginary members of the pack have pups. :3

Fyra shakes her head. "I'm fine," she answers bluntly. "I just tripped." The she wolf doesn't want to appear weak, only because she probably already appears so, and she doesn't want to distort her clanmate's image of her any further. She walks toward the forest, putting most of her weight on her injured paw, just to prove it that she's fine, although with each step her paw screams with pain. The sound of the other wolves conversing and having fun causes her to feel slightly jealous. She's never really been close to the pack, now more than ever.

"Guess what I found, guys!" Blattarius exclaims, although his voice is muffled through the fur of the two deer he hauls. He glances at Fyra, but appears not to notice her as he drops the prey by the remains of the badger. "I found them, just lying there. Somebody had eaten part, but not all of it. They're pretty fresh too." He grins, his tongue rolling out of his mouth as he pants slightly. Blattarius takes one of the hind legs and settles back, chewing slowly. "If you guys are still hungry...." He leaves the sentence unfinished.

He glances at her, then stops, not knowing how to word his next question. "Fallon, I need to ask you something," the tom begins, his mouth gone dry. "Will you-Er, may I-um..." Macabre sighs. "Would you be my mate?"

Accepted! Sorry I didn't say so earlier.
Bump bumpity bump.

"Really?" He grins happily.

OOC:Around evening now. Also, sorry for the short post, I'm doing this by mobile. I'm thinking of introducing a new character, but I'm not sure.

Fyra opens her mouth to volunteer, then closes it. 'They won't need me. Besides, father wouldn't want me to run off, now would he?' Her inner voice is bitter and hateful, but she doesn't check herself.

Blattarius nods slowly. "We need wolves, believe it or not," he answers seriously. "You're a temporary member at the moment, because we still don't know if we can trust you. I'm sorry, but I hope you understand." The graying wolf turns to face Proud Hawk. "I thought I saw some wolf tracks around the carcass, but I didn't pay much attention. It's a good idea to investigate, just be careful."

OOC:Dusty, ranks aren't decided yet...You aren't Beta. :/

The albino purrs happily. 'I have a mate!' His mind races with thoughts. 'A wonderful she cat actually said yes!' Macabre licks her cheek suddenly, his eyes alight with sparks.

<3 Awesome fancypost!!!!!
Im currently watching is Dead Space episodes. :3 I'm on 11 or 12..Hm

Tracking. :3 Lawl.

OOC:Okay. :3 Dusty, sorry if I sounded mean or anything.

Blattarius finishes his leg and then carefully drags the two deer into a small den, to protect them from birds. He then looks around for his daughter, wanting to have a serious discussion with her. The wolf feels slightly bad about their last conversation, but he doesn't dare tell her that. She may look like Flicker, but she's completely different personality wise. Impatient where Flicker was calm, rude where she was kind, and a fiery temper, while Flicker never let her anger show.

Fyra watches Blattarius, knowing he's probably comparing her to her mother. She'd stumbled on him doing it once, but he was speaking out loud.'Is that why he hates me? I look like her but I don't act like her?' For the first time, she actually wishes her father loved her more.

As Proud Hawk and the rest investigate, a pair of frosty blue eyes peer from the bushes, and then they retreat, disappearing.

The unknown wolf that circles the group stealthily grins, although bitterly. 'Darrion was stupid to mark the tree. Oh well, he's long past my stomach now,' she thinks, suppressing a laugh. 'Baited. Now I just have to wait...Wait for one of them to break away... Yes...' She licks her muzzle, drooling slightly. "What is it like to be insane?" A wolf had asked her long ago. "It's like knowing no boundaries, and having extra commentary on everything," she had replied before having her next meal.

Blattarius frowns, hearing Swift's call. He rises and slowly pads towards the other male, his ears low. "Too late? What are you talking about?" The graying wolf looks past Swift to try and catch a glimpse of the others. "Did you find anything?"

Fyra pinches her face with exertion as she tries to trot towards the stream nearby. It's half frozen, but she can break a hole in the layers in order to get a drink. Her paw throbs with excruciating pain, and it becomes harder for her to hide it. With clenched teeth, she continues to hobble slowly.

He grins and rubs his head against her side, his tail tightening around hers.