•° Blazing Sun °• Wildwood Pack Commander • LOCATION
Woah! She blinked in surprise as a pup exploded from the nursery. "Alright now, y'all've got this!" And it was back to throwing moss balls!
[Starling has rolled a 1. He has fallen all the way down and now has 0/5 points! @Spooky Minku ]
[Star has rolled a 3. She slipped a bit and now has 1/5 points! @Starphobia ]
[Pepper has rolled a 16. She's mad a lot of progress now has 4/5 points! @ghost<3 ]
"Looks like Pepper's got a sizeable lead now," she called out. "But this race isn't over yet!"
// Next roll: 10/15 - apologies for the inconsistencies y'all! it's been a busy time ;w; \\
WHAT! SHE FELL? That can't do! Shaking her fur, Star began to climb again.
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a blue merle border collie with warm brown eyes
♡•°Aspen Sky°•♡
he/him ~ 25 moons ~ location: camp
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White paws padded into the main camp. He Border Collie scanned the area, looking for something, anything to do. He felt ansty for some reason. After looking for about a minute, he padded over the the side of the camp and laid down. It was in the shade. His brown eyes glinted in the dull sunshine as he rested. Autumn was on it's way, and it was clear. Prey had begun to come less common, and the air had begun to cool. Plus, the pretty colors on the trees were beginning to replace the usual green. Aspen Sky flicked his one ear that stood up straight, feeling mildy annoyed at the buzzing sound. It stopped after a few flicks, and he assumed the..whatever it was, was gone. He streched his front legs. He didn't like just sitting down for long. He noticed the pups playing around in camp watched them with amusement. They were such adorable little things, honestly.
Shadow Blaze massive jet-black german shepherd wolfdog mix with deep brown eyes
he/him | ww pack member | in camp
Shadow Blaze shifted his weight slightly, his dark brown eyes flicking toward Swift Smoke as the other dog ambled over with a grin. The familiar, relaxed drawl in Swift Smoke's voice didn't stir much outward response from Shadow Blaze. Instead, his gaze remained steady and calm, taking in his patrol-mate’s eagerness. He hadn't been expecting to be called for a patrol, but he had already mentally shifted into the task. His broad frame remained unmoved by any visible enthusiasm, yet his mind had already begun planning for the route ahead. With a curt nod, Shadow Blaze pushed himself up to his feet, muscles rippling beneath his sleek pelt as he shook off the remnants of stillness. "Yeah, let’s head out.” he replied in his usual deep, measured tone, his voice betraying none of the thoughts that churned behind his calm exterior. He gave Swift Smoke a final glance, then turned to head toward the northern border, his movements fluid and deliberate as his large paws left tracks within the soil. The air was crisp, and though the sun was still climbing into the sky, there was a sharpness in the breeze that hinted at the coming cold. Winter was approaching, and the pack would need every advantage they could get to ensure their survival. The landscape ahead unfolded with familiarity as the duo began their patrol. The northern border was a patchwork of hilly grasslands and forested areas, where the ground sloped and rose unpredictably.
On the western half, the hills stretched out, golden grass swaying gently in the breeze, while to the east, the trees of the Whispering Woods stood tall and dark, casting long shadows over the ground. The woods always made patrols for him feel more isolated. Here, it felt as though the trees themselves were watching and keeping their secrets close. As they moved further from camp, the scents of the land began to change, sharpening with the unmistakable traces of prey and other forest dwellers. Shadow Blaze's nose twitched, catching the faint smell of squirrels lingering in the air. His steps remained steady and purposeful, each movement deliberate as they neared the forest’s edge. His ears flicked forward as they began to pass under the first few trees, the canopy above filtering the sunlight into dappled patterns on the forest floor. This area, where the woods met the hills, always felt more alive, as if the forest was holding its breath, waiting for the right moment to strike. “Keep your eyes open, I don’t know if something may be lurking around here.” he murmured to Swift Smoke, the words more instinct than instruction. His attention was now split between watching the shadows of the forest and listening for any sounds out of place. Winter would soon drive much of the prey into hiding, and any opportunity to bring something back would be worth taking, but that wasn’t their only concern. Patrolling the border meant more than just food; it meant ensuring that the land was still theirs and safe.
Swift Smoke took it slow as they made their way through the land, allowing himself to properly enjoy the view before it got blanketed with snow in a few months. Going quickly wouldn't ward off any predators or attract any prey, after all. He hummed an acknowledgement to Shadow Blaze's words of caution, eyes narrowed as he scanned the forest for anything worth their attention.
A flicker in the corner of his eye made him pause, which was then another flurry of movement. Suddenly a squirrel shot out, practically scampering over his paws in its rush. Swift Smoke, his eyes round with surprise, snapped his jaws quickly, just barely managing to snag the critter by its tail. He gave it a rough shake to finish the kill then set down his catch.
As he scanned the area once more he realized that the forest seemed to be crawling with squirrels, all in a hurry to get somewhere or another. "What the hell..." He whispered. Still, he wasn't gonna complain. Instead he geared up to attempt after another one before they all wizened up enough to evacuate the area.
[ rolled a 14 for the catch
apologies for the delay - we have an extension to the 18th ]
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Shadow Blaze massive jet-black german shepherd wolfdog mix with deep brown eyes
he/him | ww pack member | northern border
Shadow Blaze moved quietly beside Swift Smoke, his large paws making barely a sound as they pressed into the soft earth. His dark eyes scanned the surrounding trees, his instincts heightened by the unfamiliar energy in the forest. When Swift Smoke paused and his head snapped toward a flurry of movement, Shadow Blaze immediately honed in on the same motion, watching with calm precision as the squirrel bolted out, seemingly colliding with Swift Smoke's paws. His patrol-mate’s quick reflexes ensured the squirrel's capture, and Shadow Blaze offered an approving nod when Swift Smoke efficiently finished the kill. But something felt off. The air seemed thick with a strange tension, and as Shadow Blaze scanned the forest, his gaze sharpened on the rapid movement darting through the undergrowth. It wasn't just one or two squirrels; the woods were alive with them, all scurrying in a chaotic rush. His nose twitched at the overwhelming scent of prey that now flooded his senses. This definitely wasn't normal. Squirrels didn’t move in such numbers unless something was stirring them. Swift Smoke’s voice echoed through his thoughts, the large dog remaining composed, though his muscles tensed beneath his thick pelt, ready to spring into action when needed. He didn’t voice his thoughts immediately, instead letting instinct take over as another squirrel dashed out from the bushes.
Without a second's hesitation, he leapt forward, his powerful jaws snapping shut around its body before it could even react. He dropped the squirrel at his feet, his eyes still scanning the area. Another darted past, and Shadow Blaze moved with impressive speed, catching it mid-stride. His paws seemed to glide over the forest floor as he secured a third and then a fourth, his focus unbroken even as the frenzy around them grew. Each kill was swift, efficient, and calculated. Shadow Blaze finally straightened, his gaze locking on Swift Smoke as the chaotic scurrying of squirrels began to dwindle. “Something clearly spooked them.” He murmured, his voice low and thoughtful as he surveyed the area once more. The squirrels’ frantic exodus couldn’t be a coincidence, not with so many of them moving at once. His instincts urged him to remain on high alert. But for now, they had a bounty of prey. Four plump squirrels lay at his large paws, the plentiful fruits of his swift action. "No sense in letting the opportunity go to waste, though. The pack definitely needed the extra prey." he added, his tone pragmatic as he glanced down at the pile of catches, scooping up his own pile while he waited for Swift Smoke to gather his.
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•° Blazing Sun °• Wildwood Pack Commander • In Camp
This was long overdue. There was a new chill in the wind and the leaves of the trees in the Whispering Woods were beginning to change. Things needed done, and it was now or never. The Australian Shepherd climbed atop Meeting Rock and let out a howl. "All dogs of the Wildwood Pack, gather! It's time for a meeting."
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