H o w l [Literate Wolf Roleplay] O/A

[Mistress Rawrr]

Fisnae the eldest daughter of Slagar and Akasha, she was bred and shaped to be a killing machine, which was exactly what she was. Currently the female was padding around the riverbank. Her paws sank slightly into the mud as she crept closer to the water’s edge and she dipped her head down and sniffed the water before her tongue lolled out of her mouth and she lapped at the crystal water. Her pale golden hues flicked up as she scanned the territory as she filled her belly. She lifted her head up and licked at her muzzle before she backed away and back into the tree line. She rubbed against a few trees letting some loose fur fall from her. She padded around the territory not looking for anything but she was hoping to get a little trouble brewing between Sinray and Leratu. Why, because she liked it.

Her large paws moved across the earth and within a moment the scent of a rabbit crossed her nose. Her tail perked up and a dark smile crossed her maw. She was no hunter but she could kill a rabbit easily enough. Fisnae’s body twitched as she padded closer and closer to where the source of the scent was coming and when she spotted the hare she launched her body at it and with a delightful ‘snap’ and ‘scream’ the rabbit was in her jaws dangling dead. Quick and painless. Not normally her style but she didn’t want to waste the energy toying with it now, seeing as it’s limbs will scattered in Leratu’s territory soon enough. Her head lifted and she sniffed around making sure no one was close as she turned tail and kicked herself back toward the river.

Her ears flicked and she sniffed the air checking for any life of Leratu nearby, when she found she couldn’t scent the pack she crossed the river making sure to dunk even her head to mask her scent of Sinray just in case. Once on the other side she dropped the sopping mass of rabbit and shook her coat out showering the nearby ground, bushes and trees. Her tail wagged with delight as she set her paw on the rabbit and pulled, of course the small rabbit pulled in two. She shrugged and grabbed the top section and pulled off its head. She grabbed the rabbit segments and padded deeper into the territory. She dropped the bottom third of the rabbit in an open meadow which was around forty wolf lengths from the river before padded east and traveled for another twelve wolf lengths before she dropped the middle of the rabbit. Finally she wanted to make a statement with the rabbit head but she wasn’t going to risk getting caught so she moved a five minute walk toward the strong scent of Leratu and dropped the rabbit’s head by a tree, she clawed at the tree and smiled darkly.

Figuring she had spent her fair share of time in this place she turned and trotted back off toward the river and back toward her home. It took her less time now that she was moving with some speed and not just taking a stroll through the forest. Her tail waving behind her like a flag and she was pretty proud of her work. Reaching the river she crossed back over to her home. She once more dipped her head upon reaching the Sinray bank she crawled out of the river and shook her coat out once more. She moved deeper into her home territory and rubbed herself against a few trees before started to move back toward the den site. Her nose told her that someone was nearby, her younger brother. A dark smile crossed her muzzle as she moved closer to fellow warrior and full-blooded brother. Fisnae’s tail wagged and it lifted and curled over her back. She came up to Jaspen’s side and rubbed her wet fur against his dry fur. She was collecting the scent of her pack again as well as tormenting her little brother. “Jaspen pup! How are you?” she smiled and nipped, rather roughly the fur around his neck and gave it a shake. Just because Fisnae was older and more trained it didn’t mean she expected her brother to take her crap, but it was the way that Fisnae showed her love to her siblings, she wasn’t the type to bring them food and lick them, she was the kind to bite them and push their buttons until they snapped and the two fought.

Out Of Carnivores: I didn't want to auto too much, so Aku please if you don't like it lemme know && thank you Rue for her layout. You rock.<3

[Akoodles]

The group of three wolves moved through the forest quietly, their attention on their task. It didn't take long for them to reach the river. Rhian watched as Ghost started into the water before following behind him. She hated crossing the river, though she did it on a fairly regular basis. Ever since that river she had crossed when she was younger, and so many of the pack didn't make it across the feel of water closing over her body made her feel almost sick. Wanting to just get it over with, the female practically jumped into the river. She struck out with her feet strongly, pushing herself across the water. She pulled herself up on the other bank, shaking herself vigorously. As soon as the rest were across Ghost moved off again.

Just inside the treeline along the river though the scout stopped, his head high as his nose tested the air. Rhian watched him warily, her nose nose sniffing the air to see if she could smell whatever it was that had alerted him. Her hackles rose as she picked up the cloying, heavy smell of scent markers. The scents left by a pack to mark their territory, and a pack not Leratu. After a pause Ghost moved forward again and Rhian followed behind, though the fur along her back was still bristled. The idea of a new pack in the area made her uneasy, especially with the death of one of their yearlings.

As they moved Kanrik came into sight, along with three other wolves. One of them seemed to be alongside their pack mate, but the other two looked hostile. Rhian's paws picked up their pace a bit, wanting to get closer before a full fight erupted. Though Kanrik was a sizeable brute he was a scout, not a warrior. And the female beside him didn't look like a warrior either.

The warrior female came up beside Kanrik, her feet keeping her moving until she was in front of the injured brute. Her ears folded back as she heard the black male's words, wondering for a moment what was wrong with him. It was obvious there was something abnormal about the male. "Try it if you want to die, brute," she snarled softly, her pale brown eyes focused on the two wolves. She bared her teeth in a silent snarl, her tail held straight behind her. She couldn't be fully dominant because her Beta was here, but she wasn't going to hold her tail down against enemies either.

It didn't take long for the two to run off, though not without the white fae preaching. Snorting to herself Rhian relaxed her body a bit, though her pale eyes kept firmly focused on the direction they had went. Obvious with a whole pack around they didn't want to linger her too long. She shifted her weight a bit to inspect the female who had stayed, but she didn't seem to smell like the other two had. She was obviously a loner. Rhian stood carefully surveying their surroundings, waiting to see if they would search more or head back to Leratu so that Shujaa could speak to Vail about this strange, apparently murderous pack.

ooc: doopdeedoo.

[Akoodles]

Temporary Layout

Summer was very, very busy in the healers den. So busy in fact that he was sound asleep, curled in the very back of the den on a soft bed of dried out ferns. It was his favorite spot to sleep, and a spot he kept well clean just for himself in the quiet haven of the healers den. He had been working earlier in the day when Shaggy had stopped in, but there wasn't actually much the wolf had been doing when he chased his brother back out again. It was more that he was intent on a good long nap and didn't feel like getting pulled around by Shaggy to who knew where. The healer had been settling down to sleep within minutes of his sibling leaving, knowing that it wouldn't been to long before his brother was back to see if he was finished.

Eventually Summer woke again, his eyes opening slowly. A wide yawn resulted in a popping sound from his jaw, making the brute wince a bit. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before running his tongue over his nose and getting up. Groaning deeply, Summer stretched out each of his legs before heading for the mouth of the den. He paused in the opening, glancing around to see what was going on in the den site. Most of the pack seemed to be there, an air of tension hanging over everyone. Summer had missed the news coming back of the dead yearling during his nap.

Curious as to what had everyone riled up, the grey-hued male left the healers den behind, wandering through the den site. When he spotted Shaggy's black coat he headed for the male. He was surprised to see there were others talking to his volatile sibling. Shaggy wasn't usually one to socialize with his pack mates. As he came up Summer looked around to see who was there. Zed he knew quite well as they were both healers and he gave the white brute a nod of greeting. The female though, Anula, he hadn't gotten much of a chance to speak to as she was a provider. Though he made a point on checking on the health of the pups once in while both of the pups in the pack had parents and Summer interacted with the parents when he felt the pups needed their health checked. "Hello everyone," said Summer. He settled back on his haunches beside Shaggy, his shoulder brushing his siblings. "I've been in the healers den all day, what has the pack so tense?" he asked, glancing between the wolves that were present, hoping that someone would be able to enlighten him.


Location: Leratu Densite
With: Shaggy, Zed, Anula
Feeling: Relaxed, Curious

[Vailwolf]

[Vailwolf]

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OOC: Very sorry for the wait. Been a busy week.


It did not come to a surprise to Vail when both Finn and Nova objected to his new rules. Finn was more outspoken about his displeasure but Vail did not respond with sympathy. Raising his lips he pushed his face close to Finn's, his fangs bared as he gave a deep, threatening growl that a prepubescent whelp such as Finn could only dream of making. "You are not a pup anymore, Finn. As such I will treat you as I do anyone else in this pack. If you disobey my word you will be dealt with accordingly. I do this not to punish either of you, but to keep you both safe. As strong as you both think you are you are no match for wolves such as these at your size and age." His eyes turned towards Nova, who was also unhappy with the new arrangements. "The same goes for you, Nova. If I find out you have disobeyed me I will not go easy on you only because you are my daughter. You both are old enough to follow the rules." He looked down into his daughters eyes and could not help but feel slightly bad for being so strict, but he did not show it. He knew that if he went easy on the young ones there was a good chance they would be killed by these trespassers.

The brute's ear flicked as a familiar, ragged voice spoke. Looking over his shoulder Vail watched as the ever aging elder Drazen approached. Vail lowered his head somewhat and made room for the old brute to sit. He seemed to take Finn's outburst in stride which made Vail growl in annoyance, but he allowed the old one to speak. Drazen proposed taking the yearlings out for practice. Vail was apprehensive of the idea of Nova leaving the densite at all but he knew they had to learn to defend themselves, as he said before, they were no longer pups. Vail sighed in defeat as Nova begged for them all to be allowed to go, though she seemed to want him along as well. "You must stay near the densite. And keep your ears open for any warnings." He spoke sternly while switching his eyes between Nova and Finn. "Finn, you may come as well if your mother approves. I will come along until I am needed elsewhere..."

Once everything was settled Vail walked alongside Drazen, following the two eager young wolves out of the den. Along the way he was approached by Fylleth who inquired about what was going on. The Alpha slowed his pace somewhat so that he was walking only alongside her, his voice low. "I'm afraid so. And it doesn't look as if they have any plans on leaving as I had hoped. I think this act against Jax is their declaration of war." He allowed a moment of silence to pass, his eyes on the two happy yearlings ahead of them. "But they won't harm anymore young ones if I have anything to say about it." He growled lowly then shook out his fur. "If you're not doing anything you could come with us on this little training session of Drazen's. I suspect these yearlings might tire him out sooner than later... And I will need to leave to seek out Shujaa soon. Besides, we could use some more look outs." He smiled at the fae and gave a small wag of his tail as he continued to follow after Drazen and the yearlings.

[XxEchoingSilencexX]

LOCATION: Sinray densite (Siria's nest >> Akasha's nest)
COMPANY: No one >> Akasha
OOC: Temporary layout



Razul’s utter lack of expression never changed, not even when Akasha turned and repeated his question. The only movements he made to display his impatience to have his question answered was a flick of his ear and a flick of his tail tip. ”A lie. My pelt and build both differ from Jaspen’s.” He remained standing there and staring at Akasha with unblinking eyes, perhaps making her feel a little uncomfortable.

With his pelt still reeking of the blood of various animals, undoubtedly that would stir up Akasha’s interest. ”Yes, I have. Is that of interest to you?” It was no secret to the pack who Razul was interested in. A wolf once told him that wolves courted one another by bringing each other gifts from time to time. So far Razul has kept this piece of advice in mind, but his loves seems to be unrequited at the moment. Nevertheless, he has persisted for the past few seasons. ”Breeding season is near and I wish to mate with her.” He said it in a flat voice that lacked even one shred of enthusiasm. ”I find it fascinating how a body can be so different on the inside and on the outside. Once a body is flayed, it its secrets are bared for me to see.” One day, he will get the chance to present Siria with a wolf’s head. Surely such a rare gift would convince her to mate with him.

His gaze fixed upon Akasha for an eerily long time, and before she could say anything, he suddenly moved forwards and closed the gap between them. He stood for a few moments with his nose close merely inches away from the silver streak decorating the black alpha female’s back before he said anything. ”Interesting, a pelt with such a unique design. Intriguing indeed.” He tilted his head to one side slightly, as if he was mesmerised by the infamous silverback trait.