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Ghost

"Sometimes you can see the good in those who seem bad, and the worst in those you looked up to.

0 · 515 views · located in The Lithium Forest in Isiria

a character in “Blood and Brittle Bones”, as played by Chesire Indigo

Description

Name: Ghost
Gender: Female
Age: 3 years
Rank: Alpha
Appearance: A beautiful white wolf with pale red eyes.
Personality: Kind, respected, helpful, etc.
Mother: Kiana - Deceased
Father: Jay - Deceased
Brothers: None
Sisters: None
Mate: Wants
Crush: Open
Pups: Wants
Strength: Powerful, feared by some, fastest runner
Weakness: Her heart can sometimes give her away

"This is the life I have chosen to live... and I wouldn't want it any other way." -Liz'Beth

So begins...

Ghost's Story

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L i c h e n
M a l e | S e n t r y
"Lih-chen. That's how you say it.
Not Lie-ken. I am not a fungi."


Sitting by the entrance was a bulky male. His reddish brown trained on his surroundings, making sure the pack was safe from immediate dangers. It was his job to make sure nothing got past him. They had young to feed and wolves to protect. However, his gaze was not hard and penetrable. It was soft and sweet. How is it that this large strong wolf get ranked as a sentry? The skin beneath his short tinted pelt was gashed with scars unimaginable. He dealt with more than just the annoyance of deceptive foxes and cowardly coyotes. His skin was tough and hard. Perfect for battle since his injuries did nothing more than feel like a bloody scratch. He was not a fighter though, he refused. He was too much of a softy to hurt another wolf. Even if it was an enemy. Second best rank he could be fitted into was a sentry. Originally, Lichen wanted to be a caretaker, but his gifts cursed him. He was too rough for his own good and didn't acquire the gentleness and skill needed to be a caretaker. So there he sat, watching and waiting for something to ambush him. The ginger wolf didn't mind being a sentry, since in a way he was helping his fellow pack mates by keeping them safe on his own accord.

His eyes wandered as the chilled breeze buffeted his fur. He shuttered. The forest was unnaturally silent and that unsettled him. The crinkle of the leaves snapped him to attention. The short, stubby fur on his neck bristled and he slowly assumed the crouching position. Teeth automatically bared at the direction the sound came in. Pressure settled in his ears as blood started to pump faster from his beating heart. He could feel it thudding against his chest. Once he took in the scent, his haunches relaxed and he plopped back down on his hide. It was just the morning patrol. The throaty growl that threatened to come lose was swallowed and he wagged his long curled tail. He didn't bother asking the Beta what went on in the forest of Isiria. He would hear from the scouts soon enough, especially from Salix. Rumors traveled fast in this pack with Salix's informative gossip. Speaking of Salix, he trotted past him with a mischievous look on his face. Lichen snorted as Salix whacked him in the muzzle with his long fluffy tail and he growled at him. "Why so serious?" He asks as he slips through the entrance. "It's my job to be serious." He responds though Salix was already gone.

(Let me know if I must edit. Since it's my first post, I'm bound to get something wrong. For example, the weather.)

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The night was cold as winter was long, the sharp air crisp with the promise of frost. Only an hour ago had the sun finally sunk down below the barren trees of the forest, the skies stained red like the blood of a fresh kill as the glowing orange orb touched the peeks of the mountains in the distance. A set of paws left tracks in cold mud, stirring up the fall leaf litter underfoot, crushing the moist and decaying grasses that the sudden autumn had killed a few weeks ago. The clouds above covered the moon, threatening to deposit the first snow of the season, the night was going to be cold, long, and dark. Hot breath misted out in a shapeless white billow as the runner's uneven run slowed, coming to stand still on a firm and thick fallen maple tree trunk. Golden eyes peered out into the darkness, seeing everything even in the seemingly pitch black forest. The hunter's ears pressed forward, standing erect, rotating first to the left and then to the right.


His coast was clear, muscles tensing as he bunched, preparing to jump down from the log he had perched himself on to get a better view of his path. There was hesitation though, ears laying back as the mature male wolf calculated the height of the jump, his bad leg wouldn't take the weight of his body from such a height. Using his claws to sturdy his paws he walked a line down the trunk, coming to the top where the branches were once heavy with leaves. Much closer to the ground he stepped off, making sure to brace his back leg before pushing himself into an easy run. At this pace he'd reach his pack within a half hour, having set out with a patrol to check the Northern border at midday. It had been a long day of running on an empty stomach with the cold from the mountains nipping at his heels. He had brought two others with him, though neither were in sight, having gone ahead at a faster pace than the crippled male wolf.

Asher's sensitive nose could still smell them and every once and awhile he'd hear the rustle of the dry undergrowth from in front of him. The dusky brown wolf perked his ears, picking up on the sounds of his pack as they neared their camp. Shouldering through the dense undergrowth the large male wolf trotted into the camp, head lifted with authority as he returned. Asher was in pain, his back right leg burning in white hot pain. The trip had been too far for the aging Beta male, not that he'd ever admit it, all he wanted to do now was lay down and relax with a full belly. But first he had to report his findings to the Alpha, Ghost. Using his nose he focused in on her location and approached slowly, lowering his ears and dropping his body closer to the ground. Stopping in front of her he tilted his head, baring his throat to her in submission as he let out a whine of greeting to his superior.

The patrol had come back with nothing to report, the borders had gone uncrossed and there was no sign of an trespassers. There had been evidence of a bear moving into the North hemisphere of the territory but it was well away from the camp and was getting ready to bed down for winter hibernation. Come spring they may have to chase it off, though Asher did not think of it as a concern to worry Ghost about at the time. His eyes did not meet the Alpha's, though the dark haired male did look upon the white she-wolf, tail wagging between his legs ever so slightly as his ears slowly perked up. "Hope you didn't miss me too much." Asher said with a smile to his voice.

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Far from where she was expected to be, Thorn lowered her head to growl menacingly at the at the little trespasser. She bunched her muscles, and slowed her breathing, feeling the sudden rush of excitement that always came with taking another animal to the ground and tearing through their throats. Her quarry was frozen, staring right back at the gray she-wolf, waiting for its bigger and more equipped cousin to start the chase that would either end its life or scare it so bad it'd never return to this location. The birds in the trees stopped whistling their songs. The forest around the two was silent, until the little coyote tore itself from Thorn's gaze and bolted toward the nearest tree. Thorn dug her paws into the earth and sprinted after her prey.

The two sprinted through the trees, over logs, around bushes. Throughout the race, the she-wolf gaining on the coyote, and when her muzzle was just inches from the little scavenger's tail, the coyote darted into a nearby den. Thorn snarled, her hot breath appearing and disappearing just as she heard the scavenger's mocking laughter. It was male. "Lost this time? Eh, cousin?" Thorn growled, her ears pressed flat against her skull as she left the coyote's den in a foul mood.

Just half a mile from camp, she reined in her anger and began to approach the winter camp site. As she entered, she dropped her tail and looked over to see Asher approach Ghost, their current Alpha. She watched the beta show his rank by showing his throat. Thorn cocked her head in question before trotting over to her favored rock. It was a great at giving her warmth in the mornings when she wanted to sun bathe and it was in the shadow of the trees during the hottest parts of the day, proving a cool place to sit, and in the evenings, had a great view of the entire camp site. She lay her body down and let out a huff before laying her head on her paws.

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L i f e S i m m e r
F e m a l e | S c o u t
"Just call me Sim."


Amber eyes blinked beneath the shrubs where a she-wolf had nestled in. The mottled pelt shifted behind her shade and the wolf let out a long, shivering yawn. The she-wolf stretched her legs and dug into the ground with her nimble paws. Lifesimmer wanted to sleep more than anything, but she knew of the work she had to do. She nosed the leaves out of her vision as she slowly crept from her sleeping place. The shrub occupied the corner of a clearing which the pack claimed as the heart of their territory. The camp now had wolves seeping in from the entrance. The she-wolf pushed herself onto all fours and watched them with weary eyes. Giving her pelt a shake, she wondered if she had slept in. Assuming that the Beta was back with a mouthful of companions in her ranking, she had. The morning patrol took their places and started to socialize as Asher trotted over to the Alpha. It was the Beta's duty to report in to the Alpha, even if there was nothing that took place in the premises.

Her amber hues studied the grounds, and her sights caught young Thorn resting by her lonesome. The she-wolf decided to gather up the courage to approach the fighter, padding over with her ears pricked. Lifesimmer stopped a tail length away and let out a muffled woof to get her attention. "Pardon," She breathes light and quick. "Have I missed the morning patrol?" What an obvious question she spurted out! The absurdity of her question made her nervous. The little stub, where her tail should be, stiffened. She wasn't used to talking to many of her peers, mainly because she was branded as an outcast because of her father. For some odd reason, the Alpha decided that Lifesimmer would be great use to her pack and took her in. Still, not every wolf agreed with her decision. She was pleasantly surprised when she was ranked as a scout instead of a lowly omega. Lifesimmer was determined to prove to them all that she was worthy to be here. So far, first impressions weren't exactly her department. The she-wolf listened attentively as Thorn prepared to speak, shivering with anticipation. If she had indeed missed morning patrol, she would take it as her duty to monitor the area anyway. Who knows what could be lurking out there with fewer wolves on the scene. The only wolf she could trust to be with her on this mission was Lichen, the sentry. Unless someone else wanted to come with them. She doubted it though, the majority of the pack recently came back from the forest and were probably hesitant of going back out there.

(Let me know if I must edit. Since it's my first post, I'm bound to get something wrong. For example, the weather.)

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GRIFFIN
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Griffin shook out his pelt and came back into the view of the campsite. He was a large male with a thick black pelt and amber eyes. He was probably slightly older than most of the wolves, 6 years old. He pressed himself down under a tree then looked around while licking his leg. His joints hurt again as usual, he wasn't what one would say is old but he was defiantly not young anymore and his body clearly knew it. Join pains were common for him now.

He looked around to determine what every member of the pack was doing then he set his eyes on LifeSimmer and the alpha, Ghost. For a moment he wondered what was up, maybe he had missed some-thing as well. For a moment he pondered but then his mind rested, there wasn't anything he really had to be doing which he could had missed out on. He relaxed again, removing his gaze and allowing his head to drop to the ground and his eyes close.

His peace didn't last long, it never did. The sound of rustling near him distracted him and made him open his browny orange eyes. It was just a bird, a small blackbird looking for insects in the snow. The forest was so alive, so active where as he wasn't He yawned, his yawn was some-what funny, sounding similar to the sound a cat would make when meowing, before he dropped his head back down and shit his eyes once again.

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The Alpha female turned her head and smiled at Asher, her fluffed tail neatly beside her and her head held high as she sat. "I miss all of you when you leave." she noted truthfully, he pale red eyes sparkled. "I worry too much, but I guess I should have known this role in life would come with a price. There are some advantages to it I suppose."
The white wolf stood, holding her gaze on the male Beta, searching for the question she was originally going to ask him, but had forgotten. "Ah," she remembered, "was anything sighted during your patrol at all?"



OOC: I made an itty bitty post ha ha.

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The beta, satisfied that she had asserted herself as the dominate, came to his full height in front of the white she-wolf. His keen golden eyes watched her body posture and studied the way she woofed softly at him. Asher was unsatisfied with her animistic answer to his flirtatious play of words and tone. It was no secret that Ghost was all business and rarely any pleasure, despite his numerous attempts to woo her. Over the last month or so his pursuit of the alpha had gone stale, though he always made sure to show her some charm every once and awhile. It had seemed, or at least from Asher's point of view, that she held no real interest in a relationship with the mature male wolf. It hadn't crushed him too much, though the ambitious wolf was a little let down at the beginning. Now they shared a rather close friendship and Asher believed himself to be one of her closest advisors. "The borders were clean of any signs of trespassers. Stale fox den near the Old Cherry Oak, no fresh trails from the inhabitants." His tone was cool, collected.

The Beta, done with his report, dipped his head out of respect before backing away and turning to trod away, limping heavily and favoring his crippled leg. His eyes narrowed on his daughter, spotting her standing with LifeSimmer and Thorn. Their eyes met briefly as the large dark haired male walked across the camp, though he did not linger his focus on the pup for too long. Their relationship was weak, if not nonexistent, between father and daughter. When Orion had been much younger, merely a few weeks old, a badger had found Vitani's den. Like all female wolves, she had taken herself outside of the safety of the pack to deliver a litter and raise the single pup alone until she was old enough to bring her within the rank of the pack. While Vitani had been out hunting the male badger had sniffed out the pup's hideaway, digging out the entrance. When the she-wolf returned to find her first and only pup under attack, she had acted. Vitani fought off the stout creature with ferocity, but later suffered infections in her wounds that had eventually led to her passing.

Asher had blamed Orion at first, still grieving heavily, but as she grew older he came to a realization that the pup had done no wrong. It was too late for their relationship to be mended by that time and the two kept a set distance from one another. Sighing softly, the adult wolf approached his mother, touching his muzzle to her shoulder as he lay in a spot across from her. "Enjoying yourself?" He mused at the elderly wolf. His mother flicked an ear and rolled over with a huff, ignoring him. Asher chuckled softly and let his tongue roll out the side of his mouth, panting softly as he enjoyed the weak fall sunlight from overhead as he listened to the sounds of camp life.

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L i f e S i m m e r
F e m a l e | S c o u t
"Just call me Sim."


"Yes." Thorn's name fit the tone she set towards her. The gray she-wolf avoided Simmer's gaze with a hard glance towards the lumbering trees. Her quieted, throaty growl set her off and she wanted to dart beneath the undergrowth and hibernate for the rest of her life. However, she did not show it. Her mind surged with unsettlement and the stub of a tail slumped. It was the only part of her body she could show her feelings through gestures and no one would notice. Who would want to stare at her rump the whole time? Yet something about her hues revealed a hidden emotion. Simmer couldn't help but watch her silently, studying the signs waiting to be interpreted. For a split second, Thorn caught her gaze. Embarrassed, Lifesimmer darted her amber hues toward the bounding pup that was approaching them.

When she returned her eyes upon Thorn, her tail thudded the ground revealing an inward smile. Her inquiry left her fur standing on end with sheepishness. "O-oh, no way. I just slept in, I swear." She stammered, words falling from her muzzle in jumbled text. The question was absurd. Males always went for the females with the fluffiest tails. She was out of the question. Orion bustled into the conversation just as her fur became hot and bashful. "I..." She yapped awkwardly. Her tongue twisted and she found herself lost in her words. She ducked her head and avoided their piercing eyes. Her ears facing backwards. Thorn could answer this for her. She didn't want to admit to the young pup that she slept in. In fact, she wanted to keep it to herself but talking to another wolf pressured her to giving them reason for her absence.

OOC: (Let me know if I must edit. I'm bound to get something wrong. For example, the weather. PS- Tagged the wolves that might be close by in the pack's campsite.)

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Lacy
“Running, you should know, is a kind of stillness.” ― Tiphanie Yanique
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The bright fire was slowly fading behind her, as was the victory cries of the humans and last whimpers of her family. Soon the only sound that filled the dark forest was the thumps of her paws onto the ground and the soft exhales and inhales of breath. Cold gusts of wind fought against Lacy, threatening her to slow down, but she ignored it, she ignored the burning of her lungs as she pushed the freezing air in and out, and the numbness of her paws as she pushed herself to get further and further away, as she tired to escape her appending doom. It would be so easy to stop now, to give up and let death come and collect her, but she had always been a fighter, she had never been one to give in. The she-wolf would never understand why it was her who had lived and not one of her siblings, after all, she was the smallest of her family, she would have been the easiest to pick off, the only thing she had going for her was her speed, and even that was less when it came down to a battle. Then again, it was her speed that had saved her.

The night wore on, and as she traveled up, over the mountain, the air cold colder and the winds whispered louder, soft snow was falling slowly, unlike in the valley below. The tall, dead trees cracked and twigs snapped beneath her, and yet, she only stopped once. She stopped at the peak of the mountain so she could turn around and look down at the valley that used to be her home. She could see the fire that was engulfing the dead trees, it was slowly spreading, through it would stop soon, it was clear it had been man made. Other animals were running away, fleeing from death. She lifted her head, and let out a heart broken howl. It priced through the air and echoed off the the mountain and down to the burning valley, and the darker, untouched valley. Lacy turned then, and started to run again. She didn't stop again after that, not with the picture of her home burning branded into her mind.

Soon the mountain started to tilt downward and she knew she was coming closer and closer to the other Tribe of wolves. Her mother had heard mere rumors about the other wolves, since not many of her own tribe had liked to travel over the mountain, she knew now, by the scents that burned her nose, the rumors had been true. This tribe, The Tribe of the Fallen, was one of the biggest tribes in this area. If she could, she would warn the Alpha of this tribe, explain what had happened, how ruthless the humans had been, and how they might be next, and then she would move on to warn others. Lacy no longer had a family of her own, the least she could do was help protect other family's from the same loss.

She pushed down the swelling emotions, the pain, and pushed her legs to move faster. She strained her ears and nose, trying to hear if any of the wolves were near by, trying to figure out how old these scents were. As far as she could tell, they were at least seventy-four hours old, most likely, they had belonged to a hunting party, they were most likely trying to pack as much food up for the rest of the pack before winter hit them as hard as it had hit the mountains. The snow was still caught up in her fur from when she had been higher in the mountains, and most likely it wouldn't melt out completely until the sun rose. Lacy kept going through, ignoring the new cold as she traveled blindly through the forest. She didn't start to slow down until she came across newer scents. The she-wolf soon slowed down to a light jog, and let out a softer howl than before, through she still winced at how horrible it sounded, like she was a dying animal calling for help. She was certain that the tribe would hear the unfamiliar howl and come to investigate.

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The beta listened to the she-wolf's words, ears slowly laying back as she described the destruction of her tribe. There was a shift in the female's scent, a sense of grief and longing, most likely to be back with her pack mates. Asher's upper and lower lips curled back in the beginnings of a snarl, fur bristling as his eyes flicked towards a break in the trees, looking at the large mountains that rose up in the distance. "The humans will not stop with just your pack." The beta growled, opening his jaws and airing out his tongue as if the sentence had caused him distaste. "Come, you may rest and eat with our pack for the night. My alpha will most definitely want to speak with you personally." Speaking of the white female leader, a call from the camp rung in his ears, causing them to stand upright and rotate. Asher's attention turned back to the stranger, body posture welcoming and inviting instead of guarded and tensed. "The pack will want proof of your words, once you regain your strength and if you are willing to guide us, I'd like to see the destruction the humans have caused." There was a pause as a smile was heard in his voice. "But let us discuss this later, over dinner." Asher insisted before nodding to Simmer and Thorn, giving them a woof and swish of his tail.

'I'll lead, flank her sides.' His signal had read as he turned sorely on his paws, circling around the she-wolf slowly as Simmer came to her place, trotting forward with his direction set for camp. He couldn't leave Ghost waiting for too much longer before the alpha started to get impatient. Looking back over his shoulder he looked to the she-wolf and then to LifeSimmer, snorting once softly."I didn't catch your name. I'm Asher, the two at your sides are LifeSimmer and Thorn. Welcome to the Fallen Tribe territory." The beta introduced, picking up his pace as he threw his head back, giving a short and deep howl, alerting the camp that they had a visitor and were on their way back.

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Thorn



"I didn't catch your name. I'm Asher, the two at your sides are LifeSimmer and Thorn. Welcome to the Fallen Tribe territory." Thorn had felt nothing the entire Asher conversed with the Stranger. She also wanted to ignore the she-wolf's words and just rip out her throat for speaking such lies, but she knew better. She had to restrain herself, and force herself to think of the consequences and the tiny little thought that the wolf's words might be true. Her hackles slowly went down, but the bright light of anger in her eyes stayed the same. She moved to the wolf's flank and began to trot after them. The entire time, her glare staying on the shoulders of the tiny she-wolf. A growl beginning in her throat as she tried to ignore the sudden instinct to leave again. To just up and disappear, just like she did when her friends had needed. Quit it! She began to think to herself, You finally have others around, you're not a Kerl. She used the Wolf term for Lone wolf; wolves that surrounded themselves with sadness and anger. The opposite of the average wolf that is highly sociable.

As soon as the got into camp, Thorn strayed away from the Stranger and Asher, and giving Ghost a wide berth, moved herself as far from the Stranger without actually leaving Camp. Thorn's growled again, more to herself than to the others around her. She was trying very hard to not go and disrespect Ghost by starting a fight with the Stranger. She was a wolf, and a very territorial one at that.

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L i f e S i m m e r
F e m a l e | S c o u t
"Just call me Sim."


Asher's grave news impaled Simmer. Her throat closed up with the stress of knowing that the pack's end might be nearer than any of them thought. Simmer's tongue lolled off the side of her muzzle, taking in strained breaths to swallow down the rock within her maw. Just as Asher finished speaking, the call of her leader sounded. The alpha's pitch clawed at her sensitive hearing and she whined, scratching her ears with her hind leg. Simmer shot upright when Asher barked at them, standing up and shaking her pelt of the dead leaves that stuck to her. She followed orders and trotted over to the left side of the stranger as Thorn occupied the right. Her fur tingled being so close to this stranger and her body tensed when she managed to utter, "My name is Lacy,"

Simmer didn't bother to introduce herself since the Beta had already done this for her. However, she found it rude to ignore her. She acknowledged her by murmuring, "That's a beautiful name." Along with this gesture, her stump waggled ever so slightly. Her amber hues darted over towards Thorn, searching for a reaction from her. How did she feel during all of this? Obviously, she did not approve with her fur standing on end. Once they squeezed into the camp, the sentries giving a confused look, Thorn abandoned them and maneuvered over to the opposite side of camp. Simmer glanced back at Lacy beside her. She couldn't help but wonder if Lacy was telling the truth. Then, an idea popped in her head. She would have to speak to the Alpha and Beta about this. Maybe Simmer and other scouts could scour the premises. Prove that what she says is valid and not an ambush.


OOC: (Let me know if I must edit. I'm bound to get something wrong. For example, the weather. Posting Lichen once I come back home.)

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The familiar scents of his pack mates filled Asher's nose, fur laying flatter and ears pressing forward as he shouldered through the thick underbrush, breaking brittle branches as he went, announcing his arrival. The Beta's eyes scanned the camp as the small group arrived. Their newcomer received obvious stares and whispers from a curious few, but with an escort into the camp, no one questioned why Lacy was here. Asher's golden eyes spotted his white haired alpha, paws churning on the ground as he shifted direction and headed towards her. A few tail lengths away he stopped and turned back to address Lacy, Simmer, and Thorn. "Wait here." The beta ordered before approaching the alpha solely, dipping his head, tucking his tail, and pressing his ears back as he bared his throat. "A she-wolf was found along the Eastern border, the last of the Cold Tribe, she wishes to speak with you. I shall bring her after you address the pack." Asher explained quickly, making it short and simple before bowing his head, waiting for her to dismiss him.

The Alpha had called her pack together for a reason, she could deal with the newcomer afterwards, in the meantime Asher could allow her to rest and eat before seeing Ghost. Asher backed away, trotting back to Lacy, dismissing Thorn and Simmer for their posts at her flanks. "The alpha will speak to the pack and then with you." He informed the small she-wolf with a gruff wolf, shaking out his fur as he walked past Lacy, flicking his tail in signal for her to follow. "Keep up." Asher growled, the irritation in his crippled leg shortening his patience and temper more than it already was. Coming to a dip in the ground at the foot of a large tree he ducked his head into a cool aired entrance, teeth sinking into flesh. Dragging the haunch out of the stock pile he pulled it a few feet away from the tree before dropping it, looking from the meat to the she-wolf. Slowly his legs buckled beneath him as he lay down, finally at rest, sinking his teeth deep into the elk thigh, tearing away a good chunk and dropping it between his paws before nosing the leg towards Lacy. "Eat."



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L i c h e n
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"Lih-chen. That's how you say it.
Not Lie-ken. I am not a fungi."


Lichen cursed at himself as the she-wolf darted. The very last thing that he wanted to happen. Her long legs aided her as she disappeared into the forest. He knew better than to slump his head and drag himself home, so he bounded after her. He realized that the howl not only got rid of her but also stirred up a strong fear scent for him to follow. This gave him a sense of relief that she wasn't lost from him forever, just temporarily. Eventually, the she wolf would get tired and find a place to rest. At this very thought, Lichen paced himself. However, he kept up the fast stride.

Something pricked him with a odd feeling as he ran. He had passed many familiar shrubs, trees, and marks as he followed her fear scent. Only as his reddish-brown eyes laid upon the entrance to his camp had he realized that she was running in the right direction in the first place. He didn't even need to run. He squeezed into the small entrance, his large paws digging into the dirt to hull his huge body in. He was greeted with the Alpha's ringing howl.

At first, he was disoriented, however he recollected himself. He glanced around the clearing with pricked up, alert ears and his long tail stiff. Salix trotted up to him but Lichen didn't pay him any attention. "Hey, What's the matter?" He barked, his fluffy tail swishing behind him. Lichen let out a faint whine. "I'll tell you later." Salix lowered his tail and he sniffed Lichen. "You smell different. I can't tell why..." Before the ginger wolf could respond, Asher and three other wolves trotted into camp. Lichen's eyes rested on the wolf in the middle of LifeSimmer and Thorn. There was a new she-wolf, her unfamiliar scent tinted with soot. The Alpha merely glanced at the new wolf as Asher took a moment to hobble over to her and explain what was going on. Her news was obviously the first burden she wanted to rid herself of.

The grave news sunk in after she closed her mouth. There was enough silence to hear the uneasy wolves whisper briskly to their neighbors. Salix nosed Lichen, worry flowing off his small body. Lichen nodded. This was indeed something he didn't want to hear. Especially since he was already stressed with finding his fugitive.


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"Everyone, I know it has only begun to be Autumn, but it is with great thought that I bring up an important decision."
Ghost waited until what she opened with caught on to everyone's attention.
"As we all know, the winter season is not far off, just some moons from now. The prey will travel outside of our border lines, and into the mountains, and travel past until the spring seasons arrive and they return with their young. Last winter we lost a large number of our pack members to the bitter old and starvation from the lack of prey left within the woods, especially the larger ones.
"I know that this may be difficult for you to digest for now, but I have felt the best thing was for me to bring this to your attention. Our best bet for survival... is to go beyond the mountains, into the unknown."
Thorn growled, feeling uneasy. Beyond the mountains, and not exactly close to her birth-den but near enough to her former territory to make her nervous. The gray she-wolf paced, her mind going crazy with the information. Instincts to do as her Alpha commanded, and the independent side of her telling her to run and leave their pack to survive on their own.

Thorn mentally snarled at herself for thinking so selfishly. She trotted over to where Asher was lying, her gaze on Lacy and the deer leg. Her face showing nothing as she sat, watching the stranger. Thorn was observing, and had no doubt that Lacy knew she was being categorized in Thorn's mind. Without showing anything, the gray wolf loped away again, finding herself sitting next to Lichen and Salix.

Thorn's gaxe flitted from Lichen's face to Salix, her gaze calm but respectful by not staring directly into their face which would mean she was issuing a challenge or that she was higher in rank. She was not higher in rank, nor was she trying to fight them, so she woofed at them, her ears pricked as she listened in on the conversations going on around her. Of course the news brought some unease in the pack. Most of them had been born in this valley and had never ventured beyond the mountains, nor were there many wolves that came from beyond the mountains and joined the Fallen pack. Thorn glanced at their Drappa, or Alpha female, Ghost, and couldn't help but wonder why she, herself, had never really tried to befriend Ghost or associate herself as a close pack-mate of the white she-wolf. Thorn then remembered that she preferred to not be noticed a lot by her superiors or her inferiors. She liked to just be an easy face to forget or a vague face among the pack.

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Golden eyes narrowed on Thorn as she approached the dusky male, coming to sit and watch the stranger. Before Asher could growl a warning for her to give the she-wolf space the gray wolf was already up and trotting away. It was after this that he felt red eyes on his pelt, a voice speaking to him directly. With shaky legs he stood as Ghost spoke. "Is there any input you would like to add to this?" The beta nodded slowly, trotting to the center of the pack, coming to stand beside his alpha.

"The pack is dying," Asher started darkly. "We have lost many brave warriors, excellent hunters, and many other treasured pack members to the harsh winter. The elk are smarter than we think, each season they leave to warmer lands. When they leave we suffer, if we are to survive this winter, we must follow them." Asher's eyes moved from one pack mate to the next, reading their reactions."The only problem we face are the shadows in the mountains. Our enemies lie in wait for us. But its not just them we must worry about anymore, humans have supposedly destroyed one of our neighbors packs. They won't stop there and will soon invade our homes. If we are to fight them out of our territory we must be strong. Which means food during winter. I see only one choice and its to follow the elk."

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L i f e S i m m e r
F e m a l e | S c o u t
"Just call me Sim."


Asher dismissed Simmer from her post with a simple gesture. She had the perfect chance to talk to him about her strategy but something held her back. Her absurd paranoiac senses told her that the beta would lash at her for conjuring up such a incongruous scheme. Instead, she watched the beta trot around about his business with an anxious gaze. Her body rippling with need to confront him or the Alpha herself. However, the alpha's title shied her away from the very thought. What would her packmates say if she were to speak to the alpha? 'The little snob. She thinks she's part of the hierarchy, she does.' Simmer's claws unsheathed into the earth. 'The outcast doesn't belong here. She doesn't deserve to be here. The bitch.' Simmer's nubby tail would have tucked under her rump if it could.

"Are there any who object?" The Alpha scanned the area with her intimidating red eyes. Simmer lowered her amber gaze. She did not object to the idea, however she stuck to the proposal she was determined to reveal. Agitation gnawed at her chest and she bared her soft neck just as Asher did to talk to the Alpha before. "I do not object. I agree with your plan." A lump settled in her throat as her scratchy voice continued to bark, "But how will we know if we are not being ambushed? It isn't safe to simply sneak through the woods and into the mountains... If you don't mind me suggesting... What if the scouts could scour the premises. To prove that what information we have received is valid and not an attack?"


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L i f e S i m m e r
F e m a l e | S c o u t
"Just call me Sim."


Relief. The stress that had pinned down on her throat vanished and she could breath. At first, she felt the leader's eyes scathe her for speaking out, however her words did not follow up on her expression. Ghost raised her muzzle in the air in form of authority, continuing her announcement. The sense of relief she had felt was short-lived as Simmer's amber hues wandered around the pack. Each one of them revealed fear, resentment. All, but a few that is. She wasn't the only one staring at the other wolves. Once her eyes fell upon Beta Asher, he caught her; returning a hard, intense gaze as if he was studying her perturbed visage. Simmer, once sitting, lifted herself and quietly maneuvered through the thicket of wolves to assume the space next to Lichen and Salix. Salix greeted her with a wag of his long tail while Lichen remained silently unsettled.

"What's that smell coming off you? It reeks." Simmer jokes quietly, nudging Lichen with her wet nose. Lichen doesn't respond, instead he lets out a stifled sigh. Salix intently shakes his head and lowers. Simmer is quick to understand, leaving Lichen in his bubble. He had something on his mind and it strained him. It was best to leave him to himself. He liked it to be quiet while thinking. Simmer spaced out for a moment, her thoughts rambling over nonsense before a strange scent tickles her nose. Salix's ears perk up to the scent as well and Simmer follows his gaze to the entrance. There was another stranger nearby. Where? Simmer didn't know, all the wolves cloaked the stranger from her view. She warned Salix with a simple gesture to not alarm the camp while the Alpha was speaking. It would only arouse the camp's anxiety and alert the stranger to evade.


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Image The beta male stared at Simmer intently, taking her words into consideration. He couldn't deny that her words held some truth, though a red flag had been raised when she had spoke up. Asher hadn't know she had so much back bone, it was impressive of a wolf of her rank. The beta male dipped his head slightly as she went to stand with Lichen and Salix, eyes following her across the camp, even as she spoke to Lichen.

Asher's ears flicked forward, eyes flicking to Ghost. He had said what was needed and wouldn't be required in her decision making process unless the alpha specifically asked. Before he knew what was happening his paws were moving across the ground in an easy trod over to Simmer, lowering his tail and pinning his ears back as he approached the three, his behavior unusual for the usually solitary ash colored male. Asher nosed Simmer's side as he came to circle and sit down between her and Salix. "Thank you for speaking at Ghost's meeting." Asher said softly to her. "I was wondering though if you would want to come hunting with Orion and I at dusk?"