Legend's Band
The large male wolf led his small band through the ruins. Stone temples, centuries old, lay scattered everywere. The dragga's strength was easy to see beneath his grey coat. Muscular legs carried him easily over tree roots. Known as Legend to the wolves, nobody knew were he had come from, but many felt protected by being near him, so he led quite a consirable number of wolves. He stopped to sniff. It seemed there were no other wolves here right now. He stopped outside one of the ruins. There was a small doorway, it looked safe inside, and he could not scent anything dangerous inside. He walked under the archway and came into a small room. It would be big enough for the pack. He walked back outside and called for the others.
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The first to appear was a large female wolf. Her coat, unlike her mate's, was off white. Witchy green eyes looked suprised at the doorway behind her mate. This place reaked of humans. She found it strange that they would spend the nigyht here. Laika, as she was known to the wolves, bowed her head respectfully.
"Are you sure it's safe?"
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The next to come was the beta. He was Legend's brother, and the only one who knew what had really happened to Legend when they had been young wolves. He was known as Thowra. But, as with Legend, nowbody knew why. He was nearly as big as Legend, but much more stockier. Together they had helped each other out of many sticky situiations. While Legend and Laika had gone in search of a shelter, he had been left to look after the rest of the pack. They had been following behind, but much more slowly because of the cubs. He heard Legend's call, and looked round to the others.
"Hurry. They have found somewere. And we must get the cubs inside before dark."
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Channa followed hastily after her mate. Many old battle scars lined her face, but none diminished her breathtaking beauty. Her longs slender legs, cat-shaped eyes the colour of dazzling amber. She nuzzled Thowra lovingly. She was fond of him, and one day wished to have more cubs, as their other two were fully grown. Looking round she made sure the rest were keeping up.
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Next came Laika's dam Belo. After her mate had died, she had tagged along after Legend's pack, but she slowed them down quite a bit. But none of the others complained, for they loved the old nurse dearly. She carried one of her grand-cubs, giving her daughter a rest. The cub she carried, was one of a pair of twins. SpindleBerry they called her. Belo was fond of this cub and her adventurous nature. They soon reached the den Legend had found. Belo padded inside and place the cub down next to Laika. She then walked into one of the corners and lay down, resting her head on her paws.
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Next came Laika's grown up daughter, Rhyme. He coat was sooty black, like neither her dams nor sires. She loped fastly after the rest. Once she reached the den, she placed SweetBriar down next to her mother, then walked back outside. She sat down and waited for her cousins, Flame and Tundra. Being the same age, they often went exploring together. They would have enough time before dark to explore the new lands, and meet some new wolves.
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Flame loped after the others. Next to her, her sister Tundra followed closley. They looked nothing like each other, and were almost as different as you could get, but they were fast freinds, and got on well. While Flame was fiery and not scared get into a fight, much like her mother, Tundra had strong willpower, and was more hesitant to fight. Although if she was pushed hard enough she was like a demoness.
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Tundra slowed as they reached the den. It wa strange for them to be sleeping in something built by humans, even if it had been built centuries ago, and humans hadn't been there for ages. She stayed outside and walked up to Rhyme.
"How 'bout we go exploring. You never know, there might be some cute guys round here."
Death Pack
They all Filed in silently their bodies all torn and broken in some way or another. they had gotten back from a recent battle and all were in pain from something or other.
Im So Sick
The lead male, Diseased, lead the way. He caught the scent of the other pack and he slowed although he could hardly slow for his leg was broken and he had to take it slow anyways. Black and white male growled darkly and he said softly "Who goes there?"
Wishing to be Set Free
Suicide came next and she halted next to her brother. She looked around no word escaping her for she was the silently one. She could speak yes but she chose not to. Not unless she really really had to. She growled darkly and lowered her head and whispered softly "What is it Diseased?" Her brother held his body tall and proud his body seething with anger. They had lost the battle but that meant nothing to him. What angered him most was that Cutter had killed one of their own. Cutter had killed Forsaken.
Sliding the Knife across My Vein
At a trot the male came. Him and Sucide had gotten away with the least amount of injuries. Steel grey form stopped suddenly and he tensed his whole body. He looked around vivid blue eyes watching darkly all around. He had killed Forsaken for the wolf had promised them royals and riches but instead he had made them lose. They had lost because of that bastard.
The Psychotic One
Psychopath came next and she was angry. Murderer had been killed. Her own brother. With a snarl she snapped at Cutter and stalked past Diseased. She headed towards the noise of the other wolves and with a growl she said "SHOW YOURSELVES!" Even with a broken leg she was still tall and proud and ready to fight.
Held by a Straight Jacket
Insanity watched his sister and he whimpered following her. "Psychopath...Come on Dont do this." He feared for his sister, the schizphrenic wolf hated being in groups but he had to do this for his sister.
I Sit Alone at Night and Dream of A Better Time
Depression was the last to come. He watched silently as they all stood and growled darkly calling for whoever was out there. He sat next to his brother Cutter and looked at him with disdain. "You killed one of our own." The grey male growled and smapped at Depression but the male didnt flinch away as most would have. He knew that Cutter was angry and he knew that one day it would get him in trouble but fr now one problem was out of the way.
Taijya
The raven huntress padded slowly after Insanity, curious about this brute and his sister. She had hesitated following, but Praetor had seemed to have dissapeared, so she figured following the mentaly instable brute would be the next best thing. A low growl signaled her arrival, although she didn't speak up. Instead she went to Insanities side, her orbs set right on the one named Psychopath.
Psychopath
She stared hard at the fae and growled softly as she took up her brother's side. He was her brother, he didnt need anyone else. But the look on Insanity's face was enough to make her back off. Giving a nod to the huntress to let her know that she was a friend and not foe she turned back to Diseased, her oldest brother. He had always been so strong and now look at him. His throat slashed and multiple wounds littering his body. She shouldnt be talking though. She wasnt in the best shape. She held her body as tall as she could on three legs her fourth held up to keep it off the ground and further injuring it.