Grace; Warrior of The First Pack

Grace sighed as she looked at the surrounding forest around her. She breathed in the scent of many different trees, Pines, Oaks, and so on. The brown wolf smiled as she heard a bird call from above, announcing that morning had arrived.

Her green orbs scanned the clearing of the camp before stretching and padding to get some food before she went hunting. Her ears flicked towards where there was movement in the dens guessing that others where waking as well.

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Keen; Alpha of The Running River Pack

Keen was already up, listening to the sounds of the river which wasn’t that far away from where he decided to put the pack. The male smiled taking in a relaxing deep breath before getting up and padding around making sure everyone was alright before getting something to eat.

The musclier dark tan-ish male looked around with his brown eyes as he chomped down on his meal. His shiny coat glimmered as the sun started to rise, warming up the formerly cold ground.

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(I assumed their coats would be similar to Riverclan cats due to the river and I assume they but fish as well)


Proud; Hunter of The Running River Pack

A sleek male was resting peacefully in the Hunter’s den, his tan-ish face with white muzzle was buried beneath his white paws. Suddenly, he jumped to his paws hyperventilating-his panic stricken brown eyes darted to take in the surroundings around him.

He soon realized that it was just a nightmare and he licked his chest fur to calmhimself down, and padded outside of his den to warm himself up by the sun. Proud felt shivers run through him as he changed from cold to warm temperatures.

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Originally Posted by Ghost Galaxy (Post 515955) Irontooth; Hunter of The First Pack Irontooth trotted up to Grace. "Wonderful day isn't it Grace?" He said cheerfully. "I was just off to do a spot of hunting. Care to join me? Or course you wouldn't have to hunt." He teased, bouncing and prancing around her like a game.

Pack of Dusk
Camp

A large,black and gray thick furred wolf paused at the mouth of a tunnel,reajusting his grip on the dead rabbit that was in his jaws.After he was sure he had a firm enough grip on it so that he wouldn't drop it,he walked into the tunnel.It appeared to have originally only been big enough for one wolf of his size,but some ragged claw marks on the side of the tunnel showed it had been dug out wider so that up to three could walk in at once.His paws echoed around the tunnel,and it began to lower like a hill,but he didn't seem worried.After a minute more of walking,he arrived at a large clearing with eight smaller caves on the side of some walls,and a opening at the top that provided a natural light.This was his packs camp,and he was Cato,the alpha of The Pack of dusk.
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Originally Posted by Ghost Galaxy (Post 516013) Irontooth laughed. "Nothing! I'm not waiting for anything!" He trotted after her, chuckling as he went. " Cozy in their dens. Ha. Haha! " He trotted through the forest, scenting for prey.

Grace titled her head but rolled with it. She parted her mouth and sniffed the air, all she smelled at first was the smell of a forest, the smells of the trees, the bushes, the wood, the morning dew on the grass. She wasn’t particularly trained in hunting but she was good enough at it.

She took another breath of air and smelled a squirrel. She frowned knowing that wasn’t much but she followed the scent anyway. ‘Something is better than nothing.’ She thought as she crept closer to the animal. She stepped on a stick and almost yelled in how arrogant she was but jumped to catch the fleeing squirrel.

She missed her prize but instead got it’s tail, so she stepped on the tail and with a quick blow to the neck she had a limp squirrel by her paws. ‘At least it didn’t let it alert all the other prey..’ She thought,and then sighed. ‘But I still can’t belive how sloppy of a hunt that was..’

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Originally Posted by Aleka (Post 516015) Branch woke up with a yawn, then scratching her cheek with her back paw. The beta glanced around, her eyes falling on Proud. Her first thought was: Well, where's Keen then? She quickly stood up and padded out of the hunter's den. The canine padded up to Proud. "Hey, have you seen Keen today since you woke up?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. If the hunter had no idea, she could always go out and track him. Or she could just wait for the alpha to come back... but what if he was in trouble..? A part of her really doubted it, but she couldn't help but worry as it was the pack alpha, after all. @Shadow

Proud looked to the Beta and nodded his head to her to show respect. “He is over near where the fresh kill are, having some food.” He pointed with his nose in the direction of the Alpha, who was happily chomping on his breakfast, but his eyes where clouded as if he was having deep thoughrs.

@Aleka

Originally Posted by Swiftheart (Post 515998) Pack of Dusk Camp A large,black and gray thick furred wolf paused at the mouth of a tunnel,reajusting his grip on the dead rabbit that was in his jaws.After he was sure he had a firm enough grip on it so that he wouldn't drop it,he walked into the tunnel.It appeared to have originally only been big enough for one wolf of his size,but some ragged claw marks on the side of the tunnel showed it had been dug out wider so that up to three could walk in at once.His paws echoed around the tunnel,and it began to lower like a hill,but he didn't seem worried.After a minute more of walking,he arrived at a large clearing with eight smaller caves on the side of some walls,and a opening at the top that provided a natural light.This was his packs camp.The Pack of dusk. (Open for interaction)

Originally Posted by Literary-Lover (Post 516018) A she-wolf, who’s gate resembled that of a slithering serpent’s, padded out slowly from one of the eight caves and greeted the alpha with a nod. “Ah Cato, I see you’re trying to take my job!” The hunter spat out in a condescending tone, referring to the rabbit hanging from his jaws. “Maybe I should start assuming your duties then?” Cottonmouth questioned in a slightly lighter manner, as to avoid repercussions for her bitter attitude towards her leader.

Cato dropped the rabbit,beggining to growl."Maybe you should have went hunting instead of sleeping then.He growled,the fir rising along his spine.Out of all of his pack members,Cottonmouth was always the one to question his authority.It was only a matter of time before she quit listening all together.He wasn't going to let that happen though.He was the alpha,and and was the hunter. That meant she had to listen to him.