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Lichen

"May we not succumb to thoughts of violence and revenge today, but rather to thoughts of mercy and compassion. We are to love our enemies that they might be returned to their right minds." -Marianne Williamson.

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

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Name: Lichen
Gender: Male
Age: Five
Rank: Sentry (But desires to be a Caretaker)

Appearance: He has short fur with blonde and ginger tints. He has sweet reddish-brown hues with a freckled snout. His tail is long and curled. His stature is bulky and rough, with scars underneath his pelt. Not only from an old past ambush, but from the memories of hurting another.
Personality: Dreamer, Worrywart, Light Sleeper, Friendly, Pleaser, Protective

Mother: Milah (Opposing pack)
Father: Sootfur (Deceased)
Brothers: None
Sisters: None

Mate: None (Yet?)
Crush: None (Yet?)
Pups: None (Yet?)
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Strength: Due to his rough skin and bulky stature, he can quickly recover from injuries. (However, this doesn't mean all injuries go away instantly. It just takes a bit less time.) His gifts leave him to be the perfect sentry, guarding the heart of his pack with dignity. When pressured to react quickly, he works better than when he has to plan out his attack. He isn't easily angered and has high tolerance for snippy peers.
Weakness: Because of his weight, he isn't as fast as most wolves. He would be a terrible hunter. He is merciful, sometimes TOO merciful. He wishes to be a caretaker and sometimes his dreams get in the way of reality. He desires to help others and even though he was built for protecting his pack, he finds it hard to hurt another wolf. Even if it's his enemy. His bulky and strong nature makes him unable to be a caretaker since he doesn't know his own strength sometimes.

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

So begins...

Lichen'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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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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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."


It has been assumed that Lichen was now on break. He could smell the scent of one of the ranked sentry members approach him. He turned his head to the left. The sentry's head popped out from the entrance and greeted Lichen with a hearty bark. He dipped his head as a symbol of appreciation to the wolf that would be taking his place in the new shift. The first thing this chunky wolf wanted to do was run. It wasn't because he was the swiftest of wolves, since he definably wasn't. It was because of the exhilaration; feeling the cool frosty air billow his muzzle. As Lichen removed himself from his post, he bothered to ask permission from the wolf if he could go out for a run. "Why not? It's our forest." The wolf replied to Lichen. The speckled ginger dipped his head again and jerked away from the wolf, sprinting into the woods.

Lichen was minding his own business, taking a leak on one of the trees that loomed over him. He had been running for a while, exercising his stiff muscles. He was on post for what felt like all morning and he longed to stretch himself out. He kicked dirt and leaves over his mark, only because he felt it was polite to do so. Who wanted a full blast of his scent? Not himself for that matter. Another frosty breeze buffeted his back and he shivered. His flank was unprotected with the short fur he prayed would grow out. It never has. He wasn't meant to live in the cold. Just as the breeze had past, a mild scent of wolf teased past his nose. This scent was almost unfamiliar but it was in their camp before, however it was rare he would catch a smell of it. His nose raised up, daring to follow where it was coming from. Now nosing the brown leaves and twigs, he trotted in it's direction. His bum and long, curled tail stood straight up. This caught his interest now.

He was on top of a dirt hill, his reddish-brown eyes scanning the premises. The scent was unwavering now, stronger than his mark on the tree. However, nothing was out of sorts. No wolf either. Discouraged, he bounded down the side of the hill and landed clumsily into a clump of ferns. The ferns crumpled under his hefty weight. The ginger wolf quickly recovered his stance and his ears pricked to listen to anything that might have been startled. To his dismay, nothing. The scent of wolf was so strong he wanted to bury his muzzle beneath the crushed ferns. He did not retreat back to camp though, instead he inspected the area. The dirt hill he had once stood on had a burrow at the bottom made perfect to sleep in. At first he assumed it was the den of a coyote, because of the size, but the wolf's scent proved his assumption wrong. Without hesitation, he nosed the entrance of the den, ears forward with concern of who he might come face to face with. "Hello? Is anyone in here?" Nothing, but a supernatural presence caused his fur to tingle. It felt like he was being watched. Was something behind him? It caused him to spin around. A thin, white she-wolf with long legs stared straight back at him with mixed yellow eyes.


OOC: (Thank you for the feedback, I edited my post to fit your needs.)

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SADIES
Female | Omega


Sadies slowly walked back towards the camp. She deliberately walked slow, she was in no hurry. She kept her ears erect as she listened to the sounds of the forests. She knew most of the smells and sounds of the forest, she had become accustomed to them and so could tell easier if some-thing was different. All of a sudden the sound of rustling nearby made her completely stop for a second as she was cautious. She tilted her head to the side to listen more closely then lowered her head to the ground to smell the floor before lifting her head to smell the wind. She caught the scent of a male wolf, she knew the scent from around the territory, she had seen him before from afar like everyone although she couldn't put a face to the smell. She relaxed a bit and continued to walk although she was a lot more cautious now and tried to be quieter.

As she arrived back at her den site she came to a stop a few meters away seeing another wolf there. The tender she-wolf fearful kept her distance and kept silent. She didn't want to be noticed, not even by a member of her pack. She watched the familiar stranger investigate her home, she stood behind him at a distance watching him. She lowered her head curiously and sniffed the air towards him, she didn't trust him, not one bit.

All of a sudden the brute turned around and saw her. Sadies quickly scrambled backwards as if she had gotten too close. She was ready to run away as fast as she could if he was to step towards her. She held her body low to the ground and her tail curled right under her body and her ears back. She stared straight at him in fear of looking away that he will lunge. She was still using her nose, still trying to smell him, but not as much, it was more the nerves talking.

[occ](Sadies doesn't growl at anyone unless there is food. That's the only time she is brave.) [/occ]

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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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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."


The she-wolf's claws scraped the ground in a short retreat once their eyes locked, and Lichen tensed from her presence. Not that he was planning to attack her, but because she had startled him. He studied her with his reddish-brown hues. It was certainly clear that this wolf was much more alarmed than he was. There was no point in trying to defend himself, she didn't seek to fight. Instead, he lifted his head and his ears pointed forward in concern. What was this wolf doing out here? Was she a part of his pack? Her little muzzle twitched in his direction, she was smelling him. Lichen opened and closed his speckled mouth, slowly preparing to speak to keep the she-wolf calm. "Pardon," He dips his head to her submissively. "I didn't mean to invade your home." Lichen could not leave now. He had to get to the bottom of this misunderstanding. More importantly, he had to figure out if she was an enemy spy or if she was just a stray. Yet, he couldn't shake off the familiar scent. She must have been around the camp before for him to recognize it. He dreaded the thought of what he would have to do to her if she really was an enemy. Then, it dawned on him.

She must be an omega. But how so? Even omegas would stay in the camp.


OOC: (Thank you for the feedback, I edited my post to fit your needs. By the way, I'm only tagging Lichen and Sadies in this post because only these wolves are talking to each other. Once back to camp I tag everyone again. Just something I learned recently. If I tag everyone, I might confuse who is talking to who.)

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Sadies continued to stare at him. She was afraid, every movement he made made her body jump slightly with surprise. She stepped back some more and briefe looked around planning her escape before looking back at him. Her tongue rolled out the front of her mouth as she started to pant with anxiety because of the situation. He didn't look like he was too attack however she had learnt not to trust anyone even if they seemed safe, she had made that mistake a few times.

As the words came from his mouth she pulled back once more. She paced slightly in the small area she was and whined through her nose. She was clearly stressed out. She didn't know what to say, she never did, it was as if the words were choking her, she wanted to reply but she struggled.
"Uhhh....It's...fine" she finally managed to say, her voice was tiny, so quiet it was possible he wouldn't had heard her. She closed her mouth trying to mask how uncomfortable she was but it was difficult plus her signs would had already given it away.

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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."


Her fragile, broken behavior wrenched Lichen's heart. He wanted to assure her that she was safe and there was nothing to worry about. However, he knew better. Every time Lichen made the slightest of movements, the she-wolf would flinch, not to forget she'd inch farther away. There was quite the amount of distance between them by the time he woofed to her. In response, her tongue lolled and she whined quietly as she shuffled in her place. Lichen's ears stayed perked towards her and his tail stiffened. Was she ill? Was she hurting? Finally, he heard her murmur timid nothings. His head docked to the side. "Sorry, I missed that. Would you kindly repeat?" He responds steadily.

He hesitated to approach the frightened she-wolf. Instead, he decided to formally ask her to follow him back to camp. First, he had to contemplate how he should say it. He didn't want her darting off. If she did, she was light and limber and there was a chance that he would lose her on sight. He was too heavy to briskly give chase. His reddish-brown hues softened and he proved his docile nature by taking a seat in the dirt and crinkled leaves. This was the moment to ask, "Why are you out here all alone? Shouldn't you be with your pack?" He couldn't whisk her away immediately. He had to take it slow.


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

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The tender she-wolf continued to watch him from afar. She nervously shook her head in reply to him as if to announce it wasn't important what she said. She looked away briefly towards the heart of the territory, where she was heading, then back at him again. She felt the sudden bitterness of the wind blow through her fur, it made a shiver go down her spine but she didn't show it, she knew better than to show any signs of weakness on a physical scale. She made no attempt to get closer to him, only would she retreat backwards.

As the brute spoke again she didn't flinch this time, she stayed where she was, she still wasn't feeling secure but she definitely knew the sound of his voice now. She thought his words through her head as if analysing them for any clues before she spoke again.
"I..." she didn't really know, or at least know what to say. "...I like being alone..." she replied, her voice was still quiet and shaky but it was louder this time, only because of his request.

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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."


There was a moment of silence before the she-wolf swayed her head side to side. He only caught a glimpse of her sneaking a peek towards the campsite. A sudden blast of chilled air buffeted the two wolves but only one revealed an obvious shiver. The she-wolf was as still as the trees while he shuttered with immense force. His rough skin was only covered with thinned ginger fur. He was jealous of the wolves in his pack with fluffy coats and long fur. The tinted wolf before him began to speak and Lichen teetered forward just an inch so he could hear her. "I... I like being alone..." She admitted to him. Just then, He noticed specks of red in her fur and around her muzzle. Where did that come from? Alarmed, he lifted his nose to the wind and the wind favored him. Her scent drifted down to reveal that it was the odor of fox, and a smidgen of rabbit. "Speaking of which, where are you from?" He questioned her. He whimsically dug up a new conversation. Obviously she had been living in the dark hole behind him, but what pack did she originate from? Maybe he could escort her back. Unless she was from the mountains... He prayed it wasn't the case. However, her aroma was just barely familiar. It was within the camp as well. He refused to believe it. "I'm sure everyone misses you." He adds obliviously, his tail thudding the ground in a small wag.


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

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She watched the larger male sway with the wind, it probably made her look strange, maybe stronger than what she was but she ignored the point. She was still focused on him and his movements. All of a sudden the male took a step towards her, she managed to keep her calm but in turn she took a step back, a much bigger step back than he had just to be on the safe side.

"I'm from here..." she replied to him quietly. "...I'm in your pack" she added as the chill quickly got to her and made her shiver slightly but she recovered quickly. She looked down to the ground at the tufts of grass when he mentioned her being missed, she was rarely missed, she pretty much just tagged along as an extra to fill in if some-one else was to be unable to take up the role. Her eyes darted up when his tail landed with a thud as she was still alert of his movement.

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“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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"Lih-chen. That's how you say it.
Not Lie-ken. I am not a fungi."


Lichen revealed the confused look a pup would give to unfamiliar words. The skin above his eyes lifted as his head was cocked to the side in disbelief. "No... You couldn't be! How come I've never seen you before?" He kicked up his back legs into a standing position, wiggling his rump to rid of the dirt. His tail swing behind him, attempting to show he was a friendly and not a foe. Of course, the she-wolf takes a large step back. Just as he was about to coax her to follow him back to camp, there was a howl that sounded too close for comfort. His left ear shifts toward the sound. "I pray that our pack is not getting ambushed." He responds gravely, returning his eyes to her. "Would you please come with me," And quickly adds, "Not into battle, but back to camp. You're safer there than out here." His eyes portrayed the feelings of pressure and the importance into getting back home. Under all this confusion, he wasn't sure what was going on out in the forest. All he knew was that the camp was guarded and it was his destination. It was his job. He had to protect them. All of them.

"If you must stay out here... Then at least consider staying in the camp for a little while... Just until everything is settled out."


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

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Ghost could tell Asher had slightly been stung by her lack of interest, but she reminded herself it had been that way for a long time, she could also tell that he had been slowly giving up on her. Although it ached her heart, she knew it was better this way. Besides, he was still someone she could trust and rely on, and an important asset to the pack. It's not that I don't want to have a mate to rule beside me, but I must put the whole pack first before anything. Their sake and wellbeing is my responsibility. She sighed, watching her pack through wary eyes. A light breeze made the snowy hair along her spine stand slightly and she lifted herself, showing dominance, as she embraced the thin wind. Her head and tail held high, she walked through their home, greeting everyone with a smile. She would have to call everyone together eventually to discuss the seasons changes, especially with winter just a few moons away. During the brittle season of winter, the small prey would tuck themselves warmly into their burrows, and the much larger prey would travel outside of the forest, beyond the mountains. She had been thinking that soon it would be time to face some changes to accommodate with this time of year, especially since last winter season nearly half the pack had been wiped out.
Looking up at the sky, she saw the sun was pale and a cloud had crossed over it, signaling the beginning of Autumn. The air will be colder, and the leaves will start to fall, telling the prey to start heading away. We must discuss soon... I will call a gathering before next moon. She had been thinking of ideas that they could use to survive the harsh times, but had only come up with one, and it was too soon to be worrying the pack with such drastic measures just yet.

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She nodded her head slightly in reply to his comment. "I don't stay nearby" she spoke again in her quiet tone but loud enough for him to hear. She shuffled under her paws as she smelt an unfamiliar scent but she passed it off for a moment. All of a sudden, the sound of an unfamiliar howl echoed from nearby. She quickly lifted her head trying hard to locate the howl, it was close, to close for her comfort.

By the time he had invited her to camp she had already taken off in the correct direction in fear that the wolf may see her as an easy target. She was fast and swift, her tail between her legs as she bolted towards camp. She didn't mean to seem rude and abandon the wolf she was talking to but she couldn't help being so afraid, it was wired into her brain.

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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
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"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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Zero heard the howl slice through the air, causing his snack to get away. He watched as the squirrel dashed up a nearby tree, chattering as it does so. He growled, irritated by the sudden loss of food within his reach and resisted the urge to howl back at the voice sending out a war cry. He knew he was close to their territory, but they couldn't do anything if he wasn't inside it. But still, it would be safer for him if they remained ignorant of his presence. His stomach growled out, and Zero whined, feeling a hunger pain make its presence known. "Oh, hush up. I'm doing my best you know." He snapped at his own stomach and began to trot toward the howl. If there were other wolves here, their territory must be rich with prey. Prey he needed more than a pack of wolves that had their own special hunters to bring back food. He was still young, unable to fully hunt down deer or to truly be big enough not to kill a coyote for stealing his meal.

Young of body Zero may be but not of mind. When he found the scent marks, he sniffed them and instead of crossing them, patrolled them while staying quiet, and when he found a scent mark that was older than the others, he crossed the line. Feeling like an enemy wolf could come bearing down on him any minute he quickly loped into the territory, stopping at regular intervals scenting for prey.

After several minutes of fruitless effort, Zero growled in frustration and began to feel the cold seep into his paws. His coat wasn't that thick, and it lacked the usual glimmer of a healthy wolf. Either way, he was a handsome brute, and from his stature could probably become a Dragga, or Alpha male later on in his life. Zero was so intent on searching for the smell of prey that he didn't notice the sudden sounds of other wolves until he almost ran right into their meeting. He let out a tiny yelp and skidded to a halt. He panted silently, and drooped his head trying not to seem suspicious.

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"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?"

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"Just call me Sim."


Simmer's bond to her concentration was strong. When Asher nudged her, she almost nipped him in shock. "Thank you for speaking at Ghost's meeting." Asher speaks, "I was wondering though if you would want to come hunting with Orion and I at dusk?" The skin above her eyes raised in question as her ears shifted back in submission. "I was only doing my duty as a scout." She responds slowly, her amber hues catching sight of Thorn trotting over to them. Salix kept his alert position. His tiny body stiff as stone. Simmer huffed a breath at Salix and he stood up. By the scent he gave off, he was going to investigate.

"You should go with him, but I think I might have to pull Orion out of your hunt, Asher. I promised to teach her something important later. Would that be okay, Beta?" Thorn adds to Asher's offer as she assumed position on the other side of Simmer. Lichen, whom had been resting beside Simmer, got up and lumbered away. Simmer felt sorry for Lichen, perhaps she would catch him something to appease the cross wolf. Brought back to reality, Simmer lowers her head and woofs, "Why not?"


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Image "Pull Orion from the hunt?" The Beta asked in mild confusion, his eyes searching the clearing, settling on the young she-wolf he had sired. Orion was blissfully laying in the sun with her grandmother, obliviously to the conversation the adult wolves were having. Asher's golden eyes flicked back to Thorn, finding the she-wolf staring at the ground. "I see no harm in that, as long as she is returned to camp before the moon rises." The wary father said with a small sigh. His large black ears flicked to the side as he awaited Simmer's answer.

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"Why not?" The pretty wolf woofed at Asher, causing his tail to wag as he stood, ignoring the pain in his leg as he waggled his hindquarters playfully. Bowing to the she-wolf he yapped softly, bouncing away, banner waving as he bounded a few feet away before making his way back around, nipping at her shoulder.